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         Beneath her bangs, her eyes lit up like stars. Or, in this case, raging hellfire. "Like Hell it is, birdy! But at the same time it makes me feel alive, through the agonising burning." She...felt as if she could trust him, at least to the point where she believed he wouldn't turn her in.
Talon tossed the stone, watching it skid across the pavement and hit a nearby trash can. That...would raise a question. If the chemicals burned her flesh, then why weren't there marks to show for it, or even scarring? Her figure was clear of such things.