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Ben X5-493 (Dark Angel)I picked him up at the same time as I picked up Alec McDowell. It was a very conflicting time for me. A time spent indulging in the childish antics of Alec, and the deeply disturbed psyche of Ben. NOPE.
[ Fingertips sliding along the cool marble surface of the bar’s counter, Ben sat in the space beside her, curious eyes drinking in her facial features clinically, as if he were addressing a science project instead of a teenage girl. Piercing green eyes not once breaking their leery stare, he finally broke the silence. ]
“— No. You’re wrong. All wrong.”
[ It’s maddening, really, how little sense he makes. But internally, the cogs are clicking. It’s obvious to such a well-trained eye that whoever this girl was, she sure as hell wasn’t worthy of the Blue Lady’s divine paradise.
She would rot on Earth. She would never obtain utopia. ]
“You have an attitude problem. She doesn’t want you.”
[ And with that final statement, he stood to his feet, slinking out of the bar after leaving a tip on its surface. ]
