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Lilith pulled herself in through Divons window. It had been a long day. After she and Phillip had gotten back, Kota ahead left for his boyfriends, and then Phillip had taken John's hammer from him. She had spent the rest of the day trying to calm her friend down. In the chaos, she forgot to call and turned to find a gun pointed at her. "It's me, Divon."

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Lilith watched as her friend played his dangerous little game. She couldn't tell if John really wanted this Phoenix woman or if this was just another one of his games. Either way, she had a feeling it would end badly for everyone involved. But John had always done what John wanted. She tensed slightly as the leader of the Vipers slid next to her at the bar, watching him out of the corner of her eye.

"What do you make of that?" She nodded to John and Phoenix, noting the way the woman held perfectly still as John leaned in closer to her. Not fear. That was calculation. "Who will kill the other first?"

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Según sus registros, uno de los integrantes de un circo, específicamente el acróbata principal del Cirque Plume, ya había llegado su hora. Debía ser muy cuidadosa el como matarlo, sin espectáculo de por medio. Sin dolor, sin compasión, y en completo silencio.

“Así que es el”- Observo de arriba al quien seria su victima, quitándose los anteojos para verlo mejor. Parecía divertirse mientras se despedía de su publico. Salto de una de las bases que sostenían la carpa y se vistió con ropas llamativas para pasar desapercibida entre los artistas. Se introdujo en los camarines y vestidores como una pequeña sombra. Y.Ahí estaba, frente a su espejo, preparándose para un acto que jamas va a realizar.

Alzo la vara mortal detrás de el, preparándose para enterrar la cuchilla en su médula de un golpe. Pero las manos de un humano maquillado de cabello oscuro y los ojos tan negros como el ébano detuvieron el ataque.

“Maldición”- Gruño al que osaba evitar la muerte de su compañero.El joven, que ya era bastante claro que la veía, a diferencia del acróbata condenado...estaba dispuesto y muy seguro que no iba a soltar el arma.-”¡Deja hacer mi trabajo, mortal!”