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~Faye

“I thought that perhaps you would give me a few more moments to stretch my legs,” T muses, glaring past the cell door I hold open. 

If he seriously thinks I’m about to let a prisoner roam around, he’s insane.

“You cell has plenty of room,” I mutter, waving my hand to motion him in. Cal isn’t here to assist me if T decides to retaliate, however, I would be happy to donate to his wound fund if he keeps being stubborn. I want answers, but I won’t feel safe about discussing them until he is locked tightly in his cell with no room to escape. 

Unless of course, he decides to use whatever voodoo magic that tricked me last time. The exact magic he isn&

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