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[ At Frost's outburst, Delilah stood and put herself between Jasmine and Morgan. She had heard enough. She crossed her arms, staring darkly at Jasmine. ]

"Will you PLEASE be QUIET for FIVE MINUTES?! Not everything is about you, and we have more important things to do right now than listen to you alternatively bitch and tell us how terrific you are. So SIT DOWN, cause NO ONE CARES to hear it anymore."

[ She turned her back to Jasmine and spoke to the group at large but no one in particular. ]

"Can we go then?"
 
<< gritting her teeth. Morgan thought she might recreate the moment where she knocked Jasmine on her ass. But Delilah stood up...the usually calm, mellow and logical young woman, expressing the exasperation that everyone felt. NOW was not the time for Jasmine to make her ill advised "stand" against the evils of Morgan.>>

<< Morgan glared at Frost..>>

insolent wench. she better back down, before i KNOCK her ass down

<< Morgan waved dismissively at Jasmine before folding her arms>>

yes, let us go now before we need the emergency services on the premesis.

Delilah, if you'd please help me with Sharon and Alycia.

Alison, please ensure the security and defense protocalls for Illustra are fully activated.

If everyone's ready....we can be on our way.
 
Haleigh appeared, her and Cameron flanking Alison at her sides. Haleigh looked from Spellbinder to Zach, then to each of the others standing around. Her gaze settled on Frost as she began ranting. A quick moment of eye contact with Zach and Haleigh seemed to understand everything that was going on here, despite the fact that all he did was nod. Haleigh narrowed her eyes and turned on Frost with the demeanor of a bird of prey.

"Miss Fielding, that will be enough input from you, thank you. Morgan... just let me handle this... I'll be brief." Haleigh said politely, as she strode across the room and pulled Jasmine forcefully along with her. She separated them from the group, keeping her voice low to avoid berating Frost publicly... Haleigh wasn't one for crucifixion shows, and she allowed Frost this courtesy because she felt it was the best way to correct unwanted behavior. "You are in NO position to be lording given assistance over ANY member of this cartel. YOU are on BORROWED time. MY time. It was because of MY company, MY money, MY orders that you survived the gunshot wounds last night... it was ALSO because of me that you didnt end up where your FATHER is... or WORSE. If it wasnt for ME, you wouldve been at that courthouse this morning, and killed then... or TAKEN... with Sharon and Alycia. And IF you couldve survived that, then let me keep going... it was because of MY intervention that you werent KILLED by Morgan when you confronted her at Illustra after the courthouse catastrophe." Haleigh lifted her hands to her hips and continued with a steady cadence, a stern tone that commanded attention. "You are being rather SELFISH right now... Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barnett have been through SO much today... they are stunned and DEEPLY affected and they are COUNTING on us to help them as they have infinitely helped us. NOW is NOT the time for PETTY powerplays. Your position on this team, while we all appreciate your contribution, is SHAKY at best. We are not a one night stand organization... you will have to CONTINUE to prove yourself and right now you are JEOPARDIZING everything YOUR sister did for you when she came to us. Now i want you to be SILENT and still.... and THINK about what I've just said... and if you have anything to say in rebuttal... address me on the Beowulf... because right NOW we need to get OUT of here and get help for Sharon and Alycia."

Haleigh guided Frost back over to the group and gave her a look... this was the moment of truth... a double test, if you will. Would Frost, as Blaze had promised, listen to Haleigh? Or would she yet again blow the chance haleigh was offering? and COULD she be strategic, or did she allow her emotions to run away with her? Haleigh glanced to Morgan, a soft and hopefully reassuring smile as Haleigh joined Zach's side and interlocked fingers with him.

"Let's go."

Zach nodded and closed his eyes, him and Haleigh disappearing first. Shortly thereafter, everyone in the room would feel a strange pulling sensation at their navels as Zach brought them along for the ride... milliseconds later they all stood on the private dock in East Hampton, Haleigh's home in the background. As promised, Dr. Victoria was standing at the end of the dock, looking on as the two armed CI agents prepared the 80 ft yacht for departure. Haleigh directed them all to board ship.

"Alright everyone... lets not squander any more time... Its a little windy and chilly tonight... lets all go below deck and get comfortable."
 
Reunions

::Karen stood, tall and elegant in her regal black flying suit w/ cape. the cape flowed in the winds as did her hair and for anyone who had never seen Morgan's mother before...the resemblence between the women was striking to say the least::

http://harpiesbizarre.com/fly100.jpg

:: she stood with her hands on her hips and as the Six arrived...a subtle smile came over her usually icy stern facial expression. she walked forward...following behind the guards until reaching her daughter::

Morgan!!

:: Mother and daughter hugged tightly and expressed joy at seeing one another. She hugs Delilah and Alison, whom she long regarded as surrogate daughters...and takes time to acknowledge the rest of the team...with the exception of Frost...whom she had been WELL aware of since the woman's first appearence before Morgan.::

Thank the goddess you're allright! When i heard about what happened to Sharon and Alycia......i began to think of your father...and what he tried to do to me all those years ago.

Once we're settled in our quaters, i can do an analysis of both women, and determine the extent of their mental trauma. but i want one thing clear...

:: pointing at Frost...as her cape blows in the wind::

THAT woman is to stay away from them and not to have any contact with them while we are out here.

::using the powers vested in her by the state of new york, as well as her capacity as a liscensed psycho therapist, Dr. Victoria was making sure that Frost would essentially be QUARATEENED and isolated from the two women::
 
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<<hugging her mother, Morgan felt a sense of comfort and relief. the regality and confidence that her mother exuded had definately been passed on to her daughter but with the recent events Morgan had been plagued with doubt and uncertainty. at least now she would have a chance to have a heart to heart with her mother while on the private yacht and hidden from private eyes and minds.>>

Mom, I...WE are glad you agreed to help us again. There arent too many people that can or are even WILLING to help us these days...the threat of MysTech is GROWING ...despite our efforts and the tide in society seems to be changing..and not for the better.

At least for now, we have the added benefit of Haleigh's agency to keep us hidden from the prying eyes of the media and other sources.

<< for the moment, Morgan had put the issue of Frost out of her mind. Delilah and Haleigh both rebuked the young woman and Morgan had other issues to attend to. She wanted to find out more from Alison about what the future held for the team....for in her heart of hearts...she felt something dreadfull. the Seige Perilous was such a deadly gem and it was weilded by one of the most deadly members of the group. Alison wouldnt even THINK of manifesting it unless the situation was truly grave.>>


<< once they boarded the luxurious private yacht, Morgan helped place Alycia and Sharon in a large, comfortable and quiet cabin while Karen began to set up some necessary equipment that she would use in combination with her magicks...the reason she was in fact such a successfull and highly respected therapist...though her exact methods were unknown by the general public.>>

<< the six could rest in knowing that sharon and alycia were in the best possible hands for the total recovery of these two women as they struggled to cope with the trauma they endured>>
 
Illustra to Yacht to Lower cabins

** A deadly icy glare was directed at Morningstar and in her heart Jasmine yearned to attack the powerful blonde. Clenching her jaw with the veins bulging in her cheeks she looked away - trying to cool her emotions. But these were no ordinary emotions they were dark and murky of murder, disembowelment, decapitation. Her lips curving into a smile as she noted the aggressive tone in the woman. **

"Anger's a bitch huh flashbulb?"

** It was another dreadful moment as Haleigh came strolling up to her. Of course, more lectures she thought. But as Black Widow escorted them away she yanked her arm away fiercely. Those green eyes fading to a midnight blue in anger. **

"Save it Haleigh! I detest this team including you for being so self righteous at this moment and time! I don't care if you saved me - you should have let me die rather than carry on with these circuits freaks. I don't think this team is grateful at all I'm constantly instructed what to do and I won't tolerate that anymore. Your words are useless!"

** Her tone was more icy and angry than before but why? It had to be more than Morgan, Delilah, or even Alexis pushing her over the edge. Returning to the team, Jasmine distanced herself from everyone on purpose. The last one to leave as they arrived to their final destination. **

** Frost sighed under her breath at the site of Doctor Victoria who made it clear the mutant was to have no contact with the two women. Which only added more fuel to her fire but as Jasmine climbed a board she walked down into the lower desks. Her eyes glowing in the darkened cabins to find a room to herself. Her anger attacking her more than ever with her internal conflict to follow it. Turning the handle on a room down the hall on the right she walked in after shutting the door and locking it. It was a luxurious room with a queen size bed, large desk, a plasma screen television, bathroom, etc. **

Blaze: "Jasmine....why do you continue to pull this team apart?"

** Blaze had been standing in the center of the room looking at her sibling without anger but curiosity. The fiery mutant felt her sisters anguish but what was causing it. Jasmine walked around the room eyeing Blaze fiercely. **

"Go to hell Blaze! Your dead, now deal with it!"

** In a blur of movements Blaze appeared in front of Jasmine only to strike her in the mouth, sending her sprawling onto the bed. Blaze's eyes morphing into a yellow tint as she growled with anger. **

Blaze:"You spiteful - arrogant little bitch! It was ME who got your sorry ass in this team. And it was also Morgan, Alison, Delilah, Alexis, Haleigh, and Cameron! Don't blow it with your venomous mouth!"

** It was the last straw for Jasmine who rolled off the bed with the sheets wrinkled as she lunged in the air striking Blaze with a stunning crescent moon kick. Fox was sent crashing into the wall with a thud. Jasmine was immediately lashing out with elbows, kicks, and punches to her sibling. Blaze missed a couple only to deliver a deadly uppercut to her sister's throat. Jasmine collapsed onto the ground coughing as Fox walked over. Spinning her boot around Jasmine kicked her sister's knees from under her. Crumbling to the floor, Blaze wrapped her legs tightly around Jasmine's head squeezing with all her might. The two locked in a deadly battle, it seemed neither one was backing down. **

** A few grunts and huffs as Jasmine's hand was able to slide down on her black boot pulling out a hunter's knife before stabbing Blaze in the leg. She grinned shoving the knife in further to tear the flesh. Releasing Jasmine, Blaze back peddled to pull the knife out, no visible blood though. She tossed the knife at Jasmine only for it to be caught in her hands, blood trickling out of her hands from the quick catch. **

"Blaze, these people are useless! They can all rot for all I care, I have better things to do than help a bunch of stuck up people."

Blaze: "Is that it Princess? Your with them for a day or two and already your bitching? Get over yourself Jasmine. The world does NOT revolve around you - I know your sugar daddy did but he's dead, so YOU deal with it cupcake! Get your fucking shit in gear before you really piss me off!"

** Jasmine laughed in her sisters face before blinking to Foxfire's side as she plunged the knife in her sister's side roughly. A small gasp was heard from Blaze who noticed the knife, dropping to one knee. Jasmine gleaming with victory as her eyes morphed into a darkened silver tint. **

Jasmine: "That so sis? Guess what bitch, I don't care."

** Blaze's eyes shadowed to a dark crimson as she opened her hand to unleash a high powered lava blast that connected to Jasmine's chest burning through it as she crashed into the desk, breaking it. Pulling the knife out, Blaze threw it into the wall where it was impeded **

Blaze: "Okay, fuck it! Your ass is mine now!"
Jasmine: "Yeah, I'd bet you love that you dyke!"

** The two collided again but this time Blaze had the upper hand. She purposely manipulated Jasmine's body temperature to rise and decline spontaneously that it caused her a fever. Slowing her down, she yanked Jasmine into the wall with a thud. "My patience is wearing thin, I could send you to Limbo and allow the demons to feast on your flesh and spit out your bones. Or I could leave you to Morgan, she'd take pleasure in that. But I'll play rough with you Jasmine!"

** Two fingers curved inward to Frost's throat, causing her to gasp from pain. Blaze perked a brow only to continue on. "You know that precious daughter of yours? Real cute with adorable dimples? I will have it known that she will be taken away from Violet and you won't know where she is! Or I can even arrange her to be murdered! Fuck with me and I'll fuck you harder my dear. No more warnings, questions, inquiries, your done. Your going to take what this team dishes to you and you'll keep this obnoxious mouth shut! This isn't a promise, its a fact."

** Releasing Jasmine who collapsed onto the floor in a heap coughing for air. Blaze stood over her, "I mean it Jasmine." Blaze studied the room to notice the damage, "yeah Haleigh would kill me with our mess. I'll tidy your room up before I go." Snapping her fingers all the damage in the room vanished. Helping Jasmine up she made her twin lay down to rest. Covering her over, Blaze was obviously the older sister despite what Jasmine thought. **

"You'll sleep the fever off."

** Flicking off the lights Blaze walked out of the room closing it behind her before disappearing. **
 
elsewhere on the yacht

:: on another level of the cabin floors, Karen moves about a large , spacious luxury cabin. her own suite is connected to Sharon and Alycia's with guards on the outside of both doors. Karen, still wearing her "bewitching" flying suit is putting the final personal touches on her luxury cabin...having given Alycia and Sharon both a relaxation treatment to help them rest for the evening. She would begin the first stage of "analysis" while they slumbered; using her own magicks to spare them the pain of the effort in "recalling" the events.::

::she'd left specific instructions to have some equipment brought on board to monitor their vital signs and Haleigh's tech men installed everything properly. insulating all communication and ethernet paths from any possible outside tapping/entry.::

::humming softly to herself as a soft classical musical score/opera played in the air, Karen was the most senior passenger on the yacht in terms of age and personal experience. she was FAR FROM LOOKING her age and had no problem with interacting with her daughter's colleagues all of whom where in their late 20's or very early 30's.::


:: some time passed as Karen refreshed herself with fresh fruits, and aquafina, read for a while and meditated to prepare for her tasks this evening. and later, she quietly emerged into the luxury cabin where Sharon and Alycia slumbered. she took her seat in between the two queen size beds and centered herself...beginning to concentrate as soft chimes lingered in the air...and a flickering gold pentagram formed around all of them. the area of the room began to shift and swirl as Karen cast her spell...to recall the memories of the events in the warehouse from Sharon and Alycia's perspective.::

::the spell activates as Karen now travers the astral plane and experiences the memories "REAL AS LIFE" in a crash of thunder, Karen was now standing against the wall...in the control room on a hidden floor of the warehouse. she watched as Rick Riley interrogated Alycia, who defied him every step of the way...despite his slapping her and having his goons drag her to dark dungeon. Karen once again appeared standing against the wall as she watched the scenes unfold with shock. Alycia fought as hard as she could in mind and words...but her body was taking such physical punishment......these "men" brutalized her as if she were a hostile prisoner of war. and just as Alycia blacked out....and Karen's face contorted with sadness.....thunder flashed again. Now she was below ground. watching as Rick Riley ordered the Cell's defenses to attack The Six who had by now stormed the building. Sharon was near by....crawling toward an unconscious Alycia when Rick was suddenly upon her. berating her verbally and explaining his plans before physically assaulting her. Sharon's cries of pain and fear were hard for the sorceress to take..despite her profession as a therapist. She watched as Rick Riley attempted to RAPE HER...tearing her clothes, pinning her down...and violating her. Soon the attack was halted as a conscious Alycia, fueld be adrenaline and rage struck the hulking commander down by slamming a rock into his head with all her might. Karen "watched" as the two women bravely try to find their way through the dark tunnels...she saw things as they did...the darkness..the arid, stale air...the jagged walls and ceilings. the screaming of prisoners already half dead and creatures prowling. and finally as the two women were confronted by a trio of Sentinels who were about to fire upon them. it was UNUSUAL for a sentinel to be programmed to attack normal human beings with no trace of mutant or meta human traits. Karen could only "watch"..but finally the members of the Six arrived, with Haleigh reaching them FIRST.::

::and with that....the "Memory probe" spell was complete and with a crash of thunder and strobing flash of light....Karen was back in the physical plane...in the room. gasping with shock as she put her hand to her chest and leaned forward a bit.::

my goddess! NO WONDER they are in shock now....the things they have faced....

:: she closed her eyes for a moment. even though she'd treated patients who'd suffered similar trauma of horrific magnitude, these were merely patients. these were FRIENDS, ALLIES, COLLEAGUES. they were people who knew her secret as well as her daughters and her daughter's friends. They had provided invaluable support and assistance throughout the years. This was a painfull example of the trauma and devastation left by MysTech's hand of terror....something Karen knew all too well , as her late ex husband was one of MysTech's infamous "Consortium".::

::she stood up and looked at each woman...knowing that both of them were suffering in ways that no one on the team could truly comprehend....the trauma of being brutalized and nearly raped...::

rest now...you're both safe......:: wrapping her arms around herself:: and you'll be able to recover.

:: the first stage of treatment was over. Karen would begin the next stage tomorrow. for now, she returned to her quaters..instructing the guards to bar entry into their cabin from EVERYONE on the yacht except herself and allow Haleigh to monitor their room for secuirty.::
 
Haleigh sets her jaw and eyes Jasmine, both affronted and angered as her blood runs cold. She says nothing, though, in interest of moving things right along and get Sharon and Alycia out of the line of fire. Haleigh nodded and gave Karen a curt smile, greeting her as she passed to board the ship.

"Doctor." She said, as if greeting a business partner. She stopped and stood by the railing, Zach by her side, and waited for everyone to get aboard. She watches Jas like a hawk, not even waiting until she was out of earshot to lean into Zach and plot nefariously.

"If I kill her, do you think anyone would miss her?" She asked him, in a tone that made it unclear whether not she was joking. Zach smiled, looking down at her and wrapping his arm around her as the CI men pulled the boarding bridge up and pushed off from the dock. they both started a walk along the deck, as he responded in a deep, logical voice.

Zach:"Probably not, but you can't very well kill her now."

"But why NOT? It'll be fun... and getting rid of her body will be easy. I'll just toss what's LEFT of her overboard... and tell the Coast Guard that she had terrible sea legs and fell, was hit by the motor and then mostly eaten by sharks... and that should explain pretty much ALL the bodily harm i plan on doing her."

Zach laughed, shaking his head as the group scattered for the guest staterooms and He and Haleigh approached the pilothouse. "Yes darling, that may be true... but that sounds messy and you wouldn't want to get blood all over the Beowulf. Now, I'm going to oversee navigation... do I need to come down in a moment and make sure you're playing nice?"

Haleigh smiled as she let go of him and shook her head. "No.. I'm gonna go shower and throw darts at a hologram her... and then ill take a deep breath and meet the group in the saloon so we can discuss where we go from here." Haleigh gave him a kiss and went below deck, passing through the galley [galley side 2] and saloon before walking the corridor between the subdeck a staterooms to the very front of the ship once more where the owner's suite was. Sharon and Alycia, Dr. Victoria, Morgan and Delilah were all finding rooms on subdeck b, while Cameron, Alexis and Alison could all find rooms of their own on subdeck a. Frost had already holed up in one of the rooms, and as Haleigh passed through the threshold to her suite, one of her men called her attention. He told her that Karen had left Sharon and Alycia under watchguard and asked HOW this boat could be SO spacious to allow for ten suites AND ammenities. Haleigh winked and smiled seductively.

"Hun, its enchanted. I think we've got it covered here... Why dont you go up above deck and offer your assistance keeping watch there?"

The man nods with respect and heads towards the galley where the ladder is to the top deck, passing by Blaze as she emerges from Frost's stateroom. Haleigh scrutinizes Blaze, and in animosity [and being about 50 ft away], mistakes Blaze for Jasmine... and, being alone with her, lit into her like it was going out of style.

"YOU... You sniveling ingrate! WHAT is your malfunction?? I'm TRYING to help you! Why the hell, I'm not sure... but I think it has something to do with the fact that I was once in your very position, and I fought TOOTH AND NAIL to get where I am, and I thought maybe, just MAYBE, I'd help you along with a little less pain. The LEAST you could do is give me the RESPECT I deserve. Honestly... snapping at me like a spoiled little brat! You should be ashamed of yourself."

Haleigh turns and disappears into her suite without allowing Blaze a chance for rebuttal, and takes a deep breath to try to keep herself from leaping across the corridor and tearing 'Jasmine's' head off. She begins to undress, walking through the open threshold to her bathroom and turning on a hot shower.

[OOC: I included pics... keep in mind I PERSONALLY would have decorated more tastefully. ;)]
 
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Haleigh's quarters

** Sneaking out of Jasmine's quarters she quietly closed the door as she shut those piercing green eyes with a heavy sigh. Sibling rivalry at its best between the two Fieldings. Taking a small reprieve after fighting with Frost. Haleigh's angered tone echoed off the long corridor with Blaze opening her eyes to glance over to Black Widow. Pushing her lips together to speak but she was cut off by how competitive and vicious Haleigh was. She smirked to herself at how fiery the blonde was being. Obviously Jasmine had provoked the operative as well. **

** She patiently waited for Black Widow to finish as she stormed off but Blaze would of course follow. Walking slowly with her black boot clicking on the flooring. What Haleigh failed to realize in her haste were the contrast in outfits the two wore. Blaze wore a pair of simple mudd jeans and a red v - neck sweater. While Jasmine still wore the uniform from battle. Her nostrils would flare to smell the perfume Haleigh wore. Blaze still memorized, a habit she did with everyone including Morgan. Following the scent to Haleigh's cabin, she quietly knocked once. **

"Haleigh?"

** She asked with a sense of caution, not wanting to upset her friend. Placing her right ear to the door she heard no reply from her friend. Checking the door, which wasn't locked she opened it. Walking inside she closed it quietly only to hear the shower. Her eyes dropping to the fallen clothing on the floor - Haleigh was in the shower. She took a seat on the plush King size bed, the mutant would wait for Haleigh. **

** About a good hour or so later Blaze overheard the shower stop. Rubbing her eyes she stood up as Haleigh walked out in a white towel that wrapped tightly around her body. Blaze smirked only to raise her hands in surrender, "easy kitten - before you go murdering me its Blaze. You had the wrong sister, Jasmine and I had a little chit - chat. She's out cold I had to kick a little ass. If you don't believe me, check her room. She's got a nasty fever but she'll live." Her eyes purposely looking Haleigh up and down with a wink, "might I say that towel looks fabulous on you!" She laughed only to move to the door, "I didn't come here to discuss Jasmine, I came to see you. My timing sucks but it usually always did." A sheepish grin was given to Haleigh. "By the way Jasmine has a scar on her right eyebrow, I don't." She paused, walking over to the small window eyeing the sea. "I'm sorry for the cutting words Jasmine directed at you. I reprimanded her for that - severely. I swear I think the girl is bi - polar or something." Turning around Blaze locked eyes again, "what I do know is her bark is worse than her bite. Her words she didn't mean - if anyone on this team she respects its you. I know she has one fucked up way of showing it. Personally, I wish I was on the team rather than her. She's an ungrateful spoiled bitch."

** She sat down on the arm chair which was adjacent to the bed. "She doesn't deserve this team and they don't deserve her! I deserve this team...." Frustration lingered in the mutant's eyes who glanced up. "I'm sorry, you probably want to change and I'm holding you up." She stood up and strolled over to the door. "I'm thinking of having Jasmine's memory erased...give this team a real team player. Maybe even mold my memories into hers. I could do it but somehow I know it would be wrong. I honestly don't know what to do with her Haleigh...she's a handful. She even went so far as to stab me! Luckily I cannot be harmed, so I manipulated her temperature to induce a fever. She'll sleep it off and feel a little warn but she'll live." Turning the door knob, Blaze glanced over her shoulder, "you know if I didn't like Zack so much I'd be jealous." She winked before slipping out of Haleigh's room to close the door. She would linger around some - at least for awhile with how erratic her sister was. **
 
<< Morgan moved through her suite in a rather agitated mind set...as she began to rip off parts of her costume>>

I cant believe this!

<< chimes played in the air>>

im stuck on a boat...in the middle of the ocean...with that ...that CRUSTACEAN! << referring to Frost>>

<< tinkerbell and madonna, the kitten that Haleigh had given her months ago were laying on the large king sized bed....quietly watching as their mistress fumed in the suite>>

I DONT WANT HER HERE!!

<< thunder crashes>>

I dont want any part of her....i dont care WHO she is!

<< storming into the master bath, Morgan begans to shower, lavish and refresh herself. the stress of everything had taken its toll....and Morgan was now acting rather impulsively. time passed and soon Morgan was refreshed, renewed and wearing a lavender silk mini rob with her hair pulled back into a pony tail. she laid across her chaise lounge and sipped on cristal champagne. a wicked glint in her icy violet eyes ....and rumble of thunder over the skies of the sea suggested that this night would be FAR from "uneventfull" for the passengers on this luxury yacht>>
 
[ Delilah made her way to her room - she desperately needed a shower. Frost was still annoying her, but as the hot water hit her body she finally started to relax. Though Morgan had healed her, her body still felt worn and tired. Hair still wet, she lay down on top of the bed and closed her eyes. ]
 
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