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Bailey smiled her most sweet and innocent smile that she possessed. She didn't need to tackle him, she had other ways of violence. Really, she preferred attacks to the brain. They seemed to have more of an effect on people.

"Don't be ridiculous, you can put that gun away." Her smile faded just a bit. "I'm sure you know I've learned my lesson from the first time I tried to attack one of you guys." She actually shuddered at the memory. They weren't too kind here. "Actually, I just want to talk a little bit about you." She stepped forward until she was right in his face. "I want to know just why you love to torture us so much." She had done her mental research on this one, his story intrigued her. "Something about your dad, right?" She smiled evily, the patch around her eye turning into a suspicious purple color, one that they still didn't know the meaning of.

She stared right into his eyes, waiting for her statement to take effect on him. It really was her favorite part, watching these people's eyes drain of any life as she revealed things about their past that they never shared. It was the best payback she could imaging.