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Nina Santos | 35 | SFPD Once upon a time many

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The way Mallory reacted to her touch always set Nina on fire, she couldn’t get enough of it, from the way she gasped, moaned and called out her name to the way she arched her back into her touch or held onto her for support but hearing those words made her shudder, because as bad as she was with all this, part of her couldn’t help but think that it wasn’t just about sex and for some reason her heart began beating madly against her chest. Nina kept her eyes locked with Mallory as she pushed two fingers inside the woman and easily falling into a steady rhythm as she leaned forward tongue flicking against her clit as she used her free hand to keep her Mallory’s hips in place. She alternated speeds, if her thusts were slow, she’d make it up with her tongue and then she’d pick up the rhythm and speed of her hand and slow down with her mouth. She pushed a third finger picking up her speed, gently sucking on Mallory’s clit.

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Nina made sure Mallory’s arms were in a comfortable position as she bind them to the headboard, she leaned back and let her eyes travel down Mallory’s hands to her hips and back up again, making eye contact. “Not the handcuffs but it’ll do.” She said as a slow smile spread across her lips. Nina rested her index finger on the center of Mallory’s chest and slowly dragged a path down Mallory’s body, circling her navel much like the other woman had done to her before. She placed both hands low on Mallory’s stomach and slowly traced up feeling every subtle rise and low the muscles made under the tanned skin and how they tensed and relaxed with her breathing, she really did like Mallory’s abs. Nina cupped Mallory’s breasts with her hands softly massaging them, she pinched her nipple with her right hand keeping the soft ministrations with her left before switching, soft and soothing with her right and rougher with her left. She leaned forward, pressed her lips to Mallory’s for a quick kiss and then trailed a path down her neck with her lips, Nina grazed her collarbone with her teeth soothing with her lips and tongue before moving down, kissing her breast purposely avoiding her nipple and then doing the same with the other, before taking the nipple between her teeth, flicking it with her tongue and then moving to repeat on the other while soothing it with her hand. Kissing down her stomach, taking her time, she knew she was teasing but even now, as turned on as she was, she still felt like she had all the time in the world, there was no crisis about their powers or going back home or Zeus being dead. She moved off Mallory, settling between her leg, she massaged her thighs with her hands, thumbs tracing circles in her inner thigh as she spread her legs further and leaned down, kissing a spot high on Mallory’s inner thigh, sucking and nipping. She leaned back with a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. “What do you want?” She asked as she softly pressed her thumb to Mallory’s clit, softly tracing small circles. Just because she was relaxed and in a playful mood of sorts, it didn’t mean she forgot about the mortal teasing her earlier.

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Nina sighed out in reply, right now she agreed, there was no way she was leaving the bed anytime soon, she felt so relaxed, like if she as much as tensed a muscle all the knots and kinks would come back, there was an almost lazy smile tugging at her lips when she turned around and accepted the beer. Nina eyed the look on Mallory’s face smiling playfully as she saw the zip ties. She turned to her side, mirroring Mallory’s position and moaned into the kiss, her hand resting on the small of Mallory’s back bringing their bodies as close as possible. She leaned over, pushing Mallory on her back, her muscles were still in a standby mode and it was more of a nudge, she settled on top of Mallory, her fingers intertwining with hers, pinning down her hands. “I like how sooner sounds.” She said straddling Mallory’s hips and reaching over for the zip ties.

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Nina moaned her approval, sighing out as Mallory began working on her shoulders, the healing used to take care of every little thing that wasn’t supposed to be there, no matter how long she spent with Garrett or with the captain or how little sleep she had gotten the night before, her body was always just perfect but now, she felt herself a little slower,heavier, if she got less than 3 or four hours of sleep, her sex marathons with Mallory always left her sore the next day even if it of course was always worth it but because the healing took care of it she had never really gotten the chance to experience -not that she would have done it anyway because she wasn’t comfortable with stranger touching her like this- how great it was to have someone else work out the kink in her muscles. It turned her on in a different way, it light a fire in a different way, most of the times it was like an explosion, fast, strong and not easily held back but this was the second time she felt like this, a slow burn that left her body burning for more but also made her just want to keep this going for as long as the other woman wanted. Nina groaned as Mallory worked a particular sore muscle on her bed and she opened one eye turning her head a little to look at her. “Is this how you plan to keep me in your bed, from now on?” She asked with a little chuckle to let Mallory know she was joking.

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“Not bad? Sweetie, if it was just ‘not bad’ you wouldn’t have come back for more,” she teased confidently. Mallory’s arms tightened briefly and a shiver tumbled along her spine when Nina gave attention to the sensitive spot on her neck. She gave her own small growl of pleasure as she stood, letting Nina go. The barely touched rice was put back and the empty bottles tossed in the trash before she headed to the bedroom. She stopped just inside the doorway, eyes trailing slowly over Nina’s body and back up to her face again, tongue rolling slowly between her lips as she did so. She toed out of her boots and unfastened her pants, stepping out of them as they slid to the floor. One step, two, slowly approaching the foot of the bed and peeling out of her shirt, eyes never leaving Nina’s as she neared. Reaching behind her back she unfastened her bra and let it slide along her arms, hooking a strap on her finger and letting it dangle as she reached the side of the bed next to Nina and dropped the garment on the floor. She lifted the beer from Nina’s hands, took a sip and set it on the nightstand. She drew a finger down the center of Nina’s chest, eyes tracking it until she circled the woman’s navel. “You need to turn over,” she ordered, lifting her finger and reaching into the nightstand drawer for the small bottle of oil there. She looked back at Nina as something occurred to her. “You didn’t happen to bring your cuffs with you, did you?”

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“Fine... The sex is nice but it really is breakfast what keeps me coming back for more.” She shrugged playfully. As Mallory stepped inside the room Nina’s eyes were glued on her following Mallory’s hands and every inch of new exposed skin as she stepped out her pants, her eyes stayed a little longer on Mallory’s stomach as she got rid of the shirt next until she saw the bra come off, then her eyes traveled up to Mallory’s chest. Nina didn’t object when Mallory took the bottle from her, sitting up a little, her weight resting on her forearms as she followed th path of Mallory’s finger down her body, shivering at the contact. Raising her eyebrow at the command, Nina smirked at the other woman as she sat up, hands resting on Mallory’s hips, she pulled her closer, leaning forward to press her lips just below her navel. “I wasn’t exactly... planning on this.” She said with her lips against the skin. She wasn’t planning on them ending up like this, it had been anger and frustration what made her come here, she wasn’t sure things would get fixed. “Zip ties?” She asked as she leaned back on the bed and turned around as requested.

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It was instinct to glare at the other woman as she kicked her chair, eyes narrowing as she poked at her chest, but it was the softening on her eyes, her tone and the brush of her hand on her chest that actually confused her more. Her hands moved to Mallory’s hips on instinct too and her eyes met Mallory’s, yes she had been talking just about physically breaking her, she didn’t know it was possible to break her in any other way but those words also lit a fire inside her and she fisted the front of Mallory’s shirt and pulled her down, lips meeting in a bruising kiss. Fine whatever, she had it wrong, it wasn’t mortals and their labels but mortals and their fucking need to need vocal confirmation of shit. Nina growled in frustration against Mallory’s lips pushing her back just enough for her to glare at her. “Don’t you think that if it was just fucking that’d be easier to say, that I wouldn’t have come back at all or that I’d be out the door already?.” Easing her hold on Mallory’s shirt her hand moved to her neck and her free hand threaded on her hair, the kiss was slower this time and this time instead of pushing back the other woman, she leaned back just a little, their lips just inches apart and she fought the little smirk tugging at her lips. “I’m also here for the free massages, breakfast, beer and snacks…”

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Mallory was used to the glare, all but immune to it at this point. It was basically Nina’s response to a challenge of any kind, physical, verbal, emotional. Nina gave her answer in her own way with the kiss, rough and physical. Mallory moaned softly into the kiss, her arms folding around Nina’s neck. She licked at her swollen lips when Nina broke the kiss, pushing her back enough to glare again. It was an acknowledgement, of sorts, in Nina-speak, and it was enough. More than that was the uncharacteristic tenderness in her touch coupled with the softness of the next kiss that told Mallory more than the words Nina wasn’t able to say. It left her as breathless as the previous crushing kiss. Mallory shook her head and laughed, resting her forehead against Nina’s, grateful to see that hint of a smirk again. “Ah, the truth finally comes out,” she teased, cupping Nina’s cheeks and giving her a soft kiss. “I’m just guessing here, but I think I’ve stressed you out enough for one night, hmm? Why don’t you grab a beer, go into the bedroom, take off every stitch of these clothes, and lie down on the bed, and I will clear things in here and join you in about two minutes. Deal?”

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Nina's smirk spread on her lips at Mallory's teasing remark it at least meant the woman got what she meant and hopefully would drop the subject, at least for now. "What can I say? I mean the sex is not bad but free food is the best food." She shrugged and sighed out finally relaxing a little as Mallory confirmed that the subject would be dropped for now. She did her best not to object or frown at the mention of the bed instead she leaned forward her teeth grazing the red mark she had made earlier on Mallory's neck. She patted Mallory’s thighs and stood up after her. Nina grabbed the beer on her way to the room, she took off her clothes and laid on the bed distracting herself from the urge to move from the bed with the beer.

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This isn’t working, Mallory thought, raking a hand through her hair, feeling a few knots that remained. She stood quickly, knocking her chair back a few inches and circled the table. Mimicking Nina’s earlier move, she kicked the leg of the other woman’s chair so they were facing each other. “You are so fucking stubborn,” she growled through clenched teeth as she leaned close, one hand on the back of the chair just above Nina’s shoulder, the other poking at her chest as she spoke. “You don’t get it. I don’t give a fuck about labels. I give a fuck about you. And I think you give a fuck about me too or else you wouldn’t be here. Unless I’m completely wrong and fucking is all you want, which, fine, whatever. It’s good.” Some of the steam went out of her and she rolled her eyes, her voice softened somewhat. “Okay, it’s great,” she conceded. She straddled Nina’s legs and sat on her lap, facing her. She smoothed the spot she’d been poking with a brush of her hand, letting it and her eyes come to rest on Nina’s chest. “You said once you didn’t want to break me. I know - well, now I know, that you meant literally, physically breaking me. While that may still be possible, I know once you get your, you know, whatever back, you’ll be a hundred times stronger.” She lifted her gaze to meet Nina’s. “If all this is is fucking then just tell me that. Because physically isn’t the only way for you to break me, Nina. That’s what I’m asking you.” 

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It was instinct to glare at the other woman as she kicked her chair, eyes narrowing as she poked at her chest, but it was the softening on her eyes, her tone and the brush of her hand on her chest that actually confused her more. Her hands moved to Mallory’s hips on instinct too and her eyes met Mallory’s, yes she had been talking just about physically breaking her, she didn’t know it was possible to break her in any other way but those words also lit a fire inside her and she fisted the front of Mallory’s shirt and pulled her down, lips meeting in a bruising kiss. Fine whatever, she had it wrong, it wasn’t mortals and their labels but mortals and their fucking need to need vocal confirmation of shit. Nina growled in frustration against Mallory’s lips pushing her back just enough for her to glare at her. “Don’t you think that if it was just fucking that’d be easier to say, that I wouldn’t have come back at all or that I’d be out the door already?.” Easing her hold on Mallory’s shirt her hand moved to her neck and her free hand threaded on her hair, the kiss was slower this time and this time instead of pushing back the other woman, she leaned back just a little, their lips just inches apart and she fought the little smirk tugging at her lips. “I’m also here for the free massages, breakfast, beer and snacks...”

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“It’s not that serious, Alecto. I have an idea though, why don’t you hold your breath while you wait for us all to drop dead one by one.” Phoebe wanted to punch her but she wasn’t stupid. That wouldn’t end well for Phoebe. “I’d hate to see the other guy.”

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Nina knew that wasn’t true, Zeus mortal body couldn’t handle his life style and while she was sure Athena, Persephone and the others had at least a little longer, the muses had been the only ones actually falling sick. Nina was pretty sure that either the muses, Dionysus or Hypnos would be the next ones. “I’d rather some didn’t die, it’d be a shame to lose Thalia and Erato.” Nina sighed she wished she had done more to the jerk but at least she did end up arresting him.

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Somehow that explanation set the god - fury - thing in clearer and harsher perspective. Between that and what she’d read, a piece of reality hit her between the eyes. Nina hadn’t ever been - perhaps couldn’t ever be - emotionally attached because of her job, her nature. But a small voice spoke up in the back of her mind: this is different, and she doesn’t know what to do with it. So, maybe, some translation would be necessary. Nina turned the tables, throwing the question back on Mallory, who folded her arms on the edge of the table and leaned over them. “What do I want?” she echoed. She pursed her lips and thought a moment. “I want you to relax, if you can. If you want to be here, then be here and stop with the ‘I’m going to sleep on the couch’ after we have sex or looking at the door every five minutes like you’re planning a getaway.” She sat back, folded arms falling across her stomach. “For us regular folks, sometimes actions speak as loud, or louder, than words. And yours say a lot, but sometimes they’re conflicting. I don’t need constant declarations or reassurances or whatever, but I do need to know if this is just sex and that’s it, or if it’s, you know, more. Whatever ‘more’ is for you.”

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Nina’s eyebrows raised at Mallory’s reply and then dropped in a frown, relax, if you can. She couldn’t help but glare at her as she leaned back on her seat arms crossing over her chest. “I’m not used to sharing a bed.” She defended, it’s not like it had been uncomfortable, granted the massage had been good and she had been recovering from a stab wound and yes her eyes did stray to the door every now and then even if just for a quick glimpse, not because she was planning a getaway but because there was a tiny voice in the back of her head reminding her that out that door, there was no painfully awkward conversations, she huffed because if actions spoke louder than words then just the fact that she was still there despite the nature of their conversation had to count for something. Nina fought the urge to roll her eyes, instead she narrowed her eyes at the other woman because she managed to reply without really replaying and putting her back on the spot. She sighed. “What is more for you?” She asked and then winced. “What is with you mortals and your labels?” She murmured though more to herself than to Mallory. Part of her wanted to ask if more was like a relationship but the word was stuck in her throat much like that f word that even just think about made her want to squirm on her seat. 

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Mallory arched a brow when Nina pushed her chair around but accepted the kiss gratefully. They weren’t nothing, but what they were was still a question mark. She licked her lips after the kiss, after Nina moved away again, her tongue pulling her lower lip between her teeth. It was obvious Nina didn’t like talking about things like this as she rambled on. Mallory let her talk, watching her move about anxiously, both brows lifting when she mentioned the Sheppards and who they were seeing. “Nina, I’m not asking you to move in together. I’m just trying to figure out what the rules are here, if there are any.” She paused long enough to turn her chair back to face Nina again, eyes narrowing slightly as she sat back, her food forgotten for the moment. “Are emotions not really a thing for you guys? Are you like, beyond them, or?” It was rather blunt, and wasn’t meant to be cruel, she just wanted to know what she was up against. 

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Nina frowned, downed half her beer, shook her head and shrugged. She didn’t want to admit that she did feel things but she also didn’t want to say she didn’t. “We, like the fates, in a way, aren’t like the other gods, we have... had a very specific job and it never really ends and it was always priority, we’ve had se of course, or well I have but it’s always been a one time thing...” She trailed off and looked at Mallory, she had kind of lost count of how many times they had fucked already. “I don’t know if it’s that we’ve been doing a lot more than just our jobs or this stupid mortal forms.” She grumbled the last part, she had felt more in the last couple of months than in thousands of years. “I... What do you want?” She asked with a frown. “What are your... rules or what rules do you want?” Nina couldn’t help the little glare, Mallory was putting her on the spot and she wasn’t giving the control to Mallory on that, she just wanted to know what the other woman expected or wanted that she kept on insisting with that question.

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The microwave beeped, Mallory grabbed her food, a fork and two beers from the fridge and joined Nina at the table, handing one over. She stirred the rice in the container, nodding at Nina’s response as she took a bite, chewing thoughtfully. Once she’d swallowed she said, “Look, I believe you, okay? And I don’t care. I mean, I do,” she amended quickly. “But it’s not…” She sighed, searching for the words. “I want to hear about your sisters, about all of it. How you got here, what all of this means. Whatever you want to tell me. But selfishly, I need to know what the hell is going on here,” she said, waving her fork between them. 

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Nina took the offered beer and sighed deeply, honestly she’d have preferred to answer any questions regarding the gods than that question and her eyes focused on the door, it was like a magnet, it took her a beat to tear her eyes away from it, choosing to stay, after all she didn’t want another repeat and something told her that there was no going back if she walked away this time. Nina sighed again, downing her beer, she stood up from her seat and moved closer to Mallory, pushing her seat so she was able to stand between Mallory’s legs she threaded one hand on her hair and placed the other on her hip and kissed Mallory, it wasn’t a rough kiss, nor was it a slow one but somewhere in between. “I don’t know.” She replied against Mallory’s lips, biting on her bottom lip as she pulled back, it was easier to have a conversation like that. Nina leaned back against the counter and looked at Mallory. “You’re the first mortal I’ve ever... I tried not to, history has proven it’s not really a good idea... Unless you count Eros and Psyche and they divorced not so long ago.” She said with a frown mostly because how it sounded after she said it, it hadn’t been her intention to make it sound like she wanted something serious or anthing like that, she shook her head and moved to go get another beer. She sat back down on her seat and looked at the bottle in her hands for a moment. “I really did try not to, it’s not like it doesn’t happen, hell my sister is fucking Gavin and Krystal is in love with Hades.” She frowned at the name again tha wasn’t what she was trying to make it sound like. Like they were something serious it made her feel uncomfortable talking about it, or acknowledging it, she wasn’t even sure what the hell was happening between them anymore.

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Nina’s strength wasn’t quite what it had been, but she was still damn strong, and quicker than Mallory ever seemed to remember. In a flash of tangled limbs she was on her back, a surprised laugh tumbling out of her. She was ready for the kiss and chuckled when Nina ducked away from it at the last minute, the small laugh catching into a hitched breath. “Then you need to get off of me,” she demanded lightly, playfully pushing at her shoulders. When Nina got up, Mallory hitched her own pants up and fastened them. The shirt, however, was a lost cause, the buttons scattered across the floor. She stood and ran a hand through her hair, frowning at the snarls in the back. “There’s half a sub in the fridge if you want it,” she called over her shoulder as she headed to her room for a shirt. “And beer in case you’re running low.” She disappeared, returning a few moments later in a pair of shorts, pulling a snug t-shirt over her frame. She found a take out container with fried rice in the fridge, gave it a sniff, shrugged and put it in the mircrowave to warm up. Leaning against the counter, bottom lip caught between her teeth, she looked over at Nina. She had questions, sure, some of which could wait. But some couldn’t. There was still a lot of things hanging over them. The biggest in Mallory’s mind was what “them” meant. “So. Fury huh?” Probably the oddest opening phrase she’d ever uttered in her life. 

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Nina’s eyes stayed on Mallory until she disappeared inside her room. She opened the fridge and opened a beer and pulled out the food it felt a lot like last time, first sex, then food and she knew there was the talk to follow and she did kind of said she wouldn’t leave this time but as the sub was heating in the microwave she couldn’t help but cast a longing look at the door. The beeping brought her attention back just in time as Mallory stebbed back into the kitchen, she took a healthy sip from her beer as she was pulling out her sub and she began wolfing it down. Mallory’s question, made her freeze mid-bite, she knew it was coming, she just kinda hoped it wouldn’t, she looked at the woman, acknowledging her question as she downed the beer, she put the bottle down with a sigh and eyed the fridge, fighting the urge to at least look at the front door. “Yeah, one of them....” She trailed off trying to find the actual question or what she wanted to know from that. “Tisiphone likes to act like she’s the oldest one and Megaera also likes to treat me like I’m the youngest but we were.... born, I guess, at the same time.”

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Nina was basking in her post orgasmic bliss, her hand running up and down Mallory’s back. When the other woman moved to hover over her, she smirked up at her, her hands running down the toned stomach to just below her belly button and up again to the edge of her bra. Nina placed the sole of her right foot on the floor, knee bended and hooked the other behind on of Mallory’s legs, using her feet and her right hand for leverage, she flipped their positions, not as aggressively as before, her legs felt a little shaky still, and she straddled Mallory’s hips. Nina leaned forward with a little teasing smirk and just before her lips touched Mallory’s she moved to her jaw instead, grazing the spot with her teeth. “Starving.” She said as she stood up and put her pants on. It made her nervous, that Mallory offered her dinner and asked her, in a way, to stay earlier, meant something good, or so she guessed but she knew Mallory would want to talk, actually talk and that was something Nina wasn’t all that comfortable with.

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Nina growled her reply into the kiss but was distracted from anything else as she instead helped Mallory free her leg from her pants. Throwing her head back and arching her back as Mallory pushed her fingers back inside, picking up her rhythm and Nina moaned her appreciation. One of her hands tangled in Mallory’s head as she teased her nipples. Normally she didn’t like being pinned down and even would fight back for control, top from the bottom but she had been anger and frustrated since she had told Mallory the truth and it was just building up inside of her, with the promise of realease so instead of fighting back, her free hand moved to the inside of Mallory’s shirt, to her back, short nails ranking down the tanned skin as her hips moved to match Mallory’s as she pulled Mallory closer for a short kiss, pulling away as  her back arched again, muscles tensing as she reached her release. Her muscles relaxed as the tension was flushed out of her system, her hips slowing down to a stop slowly and she eased her hold on the other woman, panting with her eyes closed, she couldn’t help the little smiled that pulled at her lips, fucking mortal.

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“Well shit, would you look at that. Nasty scar, too bad it wasn’t a fatal wound.” As much as she disliked Alecto for all the harshness and violence she and her sisters had inflicted in the past her curiosity got the better of her. “How’d you get it?”

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Nina shrugged and smirked. “I refuse to go before the muses.. Not that I’ll have to wait too much longer apparently.” She raised an eyebrow but hoped it wasn’t the case, she did... tolerated some muses. “I’m a cop, is just an arrest going rough.”

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“I don’t know, why don’t I cough on you and we’ll find out. I wonder how well a Fury would do with the flu. Or, who knows, maybe me and my sisters all have Ebola or something. I’d like to see you with some severe hemorrhaging.”

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“Only if you want that to be the last thing you do.” Nina rolled her eyes, smirked at Phoebe and lifted her shirt to show the scar on her side. “I already had my dose of mortality.” She smirked okay maybe if they asked Mallory she wouldn’t agree but damn Nina was fighting the pain and the bleeding just out of proud, she was proud of herself.

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“Tons of shit but you probably don’t want the whole list, huh? Sorry, I feel like crap today and apparently it’s bringing out my winning personality.”

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“Better not be contagious...Probably same as your sisters, bottom line is you can chuck down the whole pharmacy and it’ll be useless... But hey at least you can say you out lived the god of gods.”