[ In this modern world where prostitution is illegal, you would think Maeve would shy away from making a mention of it. But instead, it's a part of her identity as an imPort. This is the role she had been programmed to play, and in a world where people are out of place and time -- it's one that won't raise as many questions as Maeve trying to assimilate into a modern society. She's still trying her damnedest to pass as a human, and part of that task is being convincing as one.
Her hand claims the side of her hip and she appears so entirely unimpressed. ]
Even whores have standards. None of which the likes of you live up to.
[ She glances him up and down before her attention veers toward that window. And that's when she sees it. His reflection. His face. Maeve's attention immediately snaps to his back. And. Glitching. Glitching.
Her daughter. The field. The Man in Black entering her home. Maeve taking the knife from her stomach and...
Back to reality, Maeve has a knife in hand that she kept tucked away beneath her skirt. And the attack is a wild slash at his back. Some might think she's trying to be the hero here. But for a moment, she was only lost in a dream. And now that she's back to reality, Maeve feels a bit disoriented -- but at least the target is the intended target. And an asshole. ]
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Her hand claims the side of her hip and she appears so entirely unimpressed. ]
Even whores have standards. None of which the likes of you live up to.
[ She glances him up and down before her attention veers toward that window. And that's when she sees it. His reflection. His face. Maeve's attention immediately snaps to his back. And. Glitching. Glitching.
Her daughter. The field. The Man in Black entering her home. Maeve taking the knife from her stomach and...
Back to reality, Maeve has a knife in hand that she kept tucked away beneath her skirt. And the attack is a wild slash at his back. Some might think she's trying to be the hero here. But for a moment, she was only lost in a dream. And now that she's back to reality, Maeve feels a bit disoriented -- but at least the target is the intended target. And an asshole. ]