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"Very well then, sir" Til said curtly, turning away with a polite nod and walking slowly away toward the doors. When she reached them, she looked back to her greeting companions and asked "We're only going to be dealing with him for a few hours aren't we? How bad could it be?" she hoped to...

"Jesus Christ" Evey said "Give me four hundred and I'll make sure we don't starve." she gave Ben a withering look. "We have the equipment to make exactly nothing right now, unless you want to class dried ramen as 'food' of some denomination. We need pans, some knives, and some actual food. Say...

"No questions on my part, sir" Til said with a smile. The captain was, despite all of his responsibilities, undemanding. He was polite when giving giving orders, and he understood the crew, an important trait in any leader. Her co-workers for this, she knew less well. There were a few hundred...

Evey got changed quickly, thinking privately of the many ways she would inflict pain on Brendan for his remark and the cowardice with which he had fled afterwards. She put on a simple black skirt, a stripy blue t-shirt, and a soft teal cardigan before making her way down to the truck, cursing...

"Evey, are you awake?" "Hm?" Evey wondered in the ever-elegant tones of a waking teenager. She rolled into the middle of the bed from her perch atop the edge of the mattress, perilously close to toppling, and wondered why her bed was so small and uncomfortable. In a jolt, she sat up, and...

Evey let out an involuntary snort of laughter "The first time you try to lay a finger on me will be the last time you have fingers in this lifetime." she warned "Maybe I'll make a nice trifle. It is so hard to find ladyfingers around here." "Shades of grey or not, if this Alice is an angel...

"Oh don't worry, I'm sure there wouldn't be a lot to lift." Evey riposted. If verbal fencing was what Brendan wanted, verbal fencing was what he would get. Clearly he hadn't anticipated someone who had been a teenage girl for several years. Combat was how social circles worked. You traded blows...

"You know, this might be a chance here." Evey wondered aloud. "To find out what our limits are. For example, would your eyes grow back if I pulled them out." She didn't mean eyes. "As for how it went, the guy stabbed himself in the neck hoping our angel would show up. Turns out the 'guardian'...

"Well I was clearing up after I made lunch for myself ?my parents were out? and I tripped over something. I think it was the cat, because the alternative is I tripped over my own foot, and no-one wants to have died at their own hand, trust me. As I fell, I tried to catch myself, but my knife...

"I don't think I could sleep if I wanted to" Evey said, opening the window above the kitchen counter and staring out. "You've got red on you, by the way" she added, gesturing to Brendan's trousers. "Lot of blood in a human body. More in a fat old guy than in a spindly young girl though." she...

"Well fuck." Evey said, at a loss of anything else to say. She had been frozen in place, listening to the blood gurgle from the man's throat as he passed away, hearing the pitter-patter as the drops first hit the ground, turning rapidly into a pulsing gush and ending with his heart as a slow...

A saboteur? Til thought to herself, her shocked lavender giving away her surprise, not that she intended to anyway. "I can't say anything for sure, but it's not the sort of thing you do idly, so it has to have been planned, and something that violent isn't likely to be suicide linked, so that's...

"Wait, no!" Evey shouted, not wanting to see the old man commit suicide, but simultaneously rooted to the spot by the curiosity gained from a chance to actually see the "Alice" that she had been told to say had sent her. Was she really a angel? Or just another necromancer like the man who had...

"Lime, is it?" Til asked quietly. She had received the call to come to the bridge and made her way there as quickly as possible, arriving just in time to see Lime's conversation with the Captain. "If the captain asks you for respectful, then it's usually an idea to treat him as asked, and not...