[Tap. Tap. Her fingers drum boredly on the chair before she rises to her feet, grabbing Sawyer by the arm and dragging him to a private room nearby
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[Her gun is in his face suddenly and she fixes him with a cruel smirk.]
Because if I was planning to off you, I'd have done it already. Maybe you're useful, and that's why I've let you live. Maybe that's not it at all. In the end, all you have to go on are your own instincts - and the logic of realising that I could kill everyone in that room and not break a sweat and haven't yet.
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[But this was very not normal.]
The hell you planning?
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Secondly, we need to work on figuring out who the fuck is who in this damn place.
[Hey, at least you get a good look at dat ass in tiny, tiny shorts.]
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Let's start with you, then. [Smirk.]
How do I know you ain't one of the wolves plannin' to off me as soon as my back's turned?
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Because if I was planning to off you, I'd have done it already. Maybe you're useful, and that's why I've let you live. Maybe that's not it at all. In the end, all you have to go on are your own instincts - and the logic of realising that I could kill everyone in that room and not break a sweat and haven't yet.
[Well, except the kid in the suit of armot.]
Besides, wouldn't that be too easy and obvious?
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( ... )
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[So any one of the three people there... heh. That was interesting.]
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