12-11-2018, 12:11 AM
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THEY ASKED FOR IT
SHE WORKED HER WAY THROUGH A CHEAP PACK OF CIGARETTES, HARD LIQUOR MIXED WITH A BIT OF INTELLECT. AND ALL THE BOYS, THEY WERE SAYING THEY WERE INTO IT. SUCH A PRETTY FACE, ON A PRETTY NECK, SHE'S DRIVING ME CRAZY
"Nothing?" echoed Barbara as she meandered over, blue optics bright as they danced over the scene before her. Captures were old news to Barb- every place she had stayed in had allowed at least some form of capture; it was the ones that allowed tortures that were the funs. To hear that Lucky didn't plan on doing anything along those lines to this girl was certainly disappointing, to say the least, considering Barb was pretty sure that was entirely allowed in this place. "Captives can be pretty fun if you know what to do with them, the molly went on, cocking her head slightly as she allowed her gaze to drift to Fairylights. The kid was definitely young, but not too young to mess with a bit; groups like this usually started training them to fight at, like, six or seven months, right? She could probably take a hit or two. Though partially tempted to straightup ask the hellhound if she could have a go at the enemy apprentice, Barbara figured she should wait at least until Stryker arrived, since the kid was some important guy's family - Bucky, he'd said, whoever that was.