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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
When Echo was let out of the meeting at last, she felt no better than when she had gone in. "So?" Christopher asked, pushing off of the wall he had been leaning against while waiting for her. "Cress says it's likely they won't have a match for me once Doll returns. She doesn't want to push me onto someone that can't... you know." Echo was a handful, between her messed up head and her violent tendencies, she needed a partner that could keep her in check. Cress had already explained that once her contract with Chris was dissolved, she would not be allowed outside of the building. They would let her move back into her old flat and she would be allowed to go to the dining hall, but that was it. Had Echo not had several strikes of escapes, murders, and attempted suicides, then she would have been allowed her freedom.
"Cress is smart, once Wei returns, she'll make sure to update him on your deal." Echo nodded, she wanted her limited freedom. She was tired of being locked up in the East Tower everytime one of her partners died or got rid of her. "She better, I'm not taking no for an answer." They went to the dining hall next, it was past supper, but Echo was hungry. There were usually boxed dinners left out for those who had missed the shift. Thankfully, there were a handful left. They tucked in on the windowsill, the dining hall mercifuly quiet. "How many days do we have?" Echo asked quietly, pushing her food round. "One week until we execute the operation to save everyone." Christopher replied, eyeing Echo, making sure she ate. "Come on, let's go upstairs, it's nearly your bed time." Echo nodded, getting to her feet and following him to the lift.
The door was unlocked, Christopher grasped his sword, pushing the door open slowly. He breathed out a sigh of relief, seeing that it was only Melody and Flo. "Oh, why did you make her wear that?" Echo asked, crossing her arms. "You know I've seen her in a dress before? The Christmas Party." Echo did not like Flo like that, no matter what anyone thought. Echo could never see Flo as a romantic partner, they had been raised together, if anything, they were sisters. "I'm not overdoing it, I'm just getting all the ingredients so you can be better." Echo peeled off her jacket and her winter boots, "Where'd Sana go?" Why was Melody pushing Flo around? "We got ten new soul pieces today, I'm sure Malmortis will have his pick." Hopefully they could begin inserting pieces soon.
Echo just wanted to see Flo get better. "I just want to work together in the field again." Especially since she would have to work her way up from the bottom again once she had her new partner. Did Echo regret turning Flo into a demon? No, not in the least. If she hadn't, who knows if Flo would have lived any longer? Especially since she kept refusing the lung transplant. The only thing Echo regretted was tricking Flo in order to have the deed done.