Teddybear

Emily shrugged, preoccupied with her chocolate, "Yeah, probably," she said, "might wanna stick as far out of sight of the cameras as you can though. I cast a notice nothing ...

Queenie rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say, my dear." She walked into the parking lot and peeked into the windows of a couple of cars. Nothing seemed too out of ...

She raised her eyebrows, "I am not the person to talk to about gardening and relationship issues," she said, fully aware that she was the reason it was brought up ...

She grimaced, remembering the plethora of dead plants she ended up tossing out. There had to be nearly as many plants as people on her kill sheet. "I can't say ...

"Your story, as in where are you from, where are you going, what's your life like, that kinda thing," she said it all nonchalantly, but there was a stiffness there ...

She shrugged, "Signs of life, mostly. If there are people here it will either be our salvation, or it'll make this whole deal a whole lot worse." She intertwined her ...

She grinned, "Lovely," she made a sweeping gesture, ushering him forward, "After you."

She raised her eyebrows, sensing his obvious aversion to her plan. She ignored it. He likely viewed her temper as fragile, a fact she could exploit if she played her ...

Queenie shrugged, "From the looks of things, there are probably plenary of people out there who need your services," she said, mostly to guilt trip him, "Besides, we can circle ...

Queenie pressed a hand against her soaking wet dress. It came away red. "Well isn't that fun," she muttered, flicking her wrist to shake off the moisture. "Pick a direction," ...

She shrugged, "He can try."

"Because the machine doesn't work without it," she responded.

She gestured vaguely in the direction from which she'd returned, "You need money to get anything," she warned, "Specifically American dollars, apparently. At least we narrowed down what region of ...

Queenie looked around, outwardly nonchalant. "Yes and no," she said, her voice a perfect mirror to her false expression, "It looks like where I'm from, just...well, in ruins," she laughed, ...

Emily shook her head, "It's chocolate and it's mine. No, I don't have more of it. Get your own candy." She took another bite, squinting at him suspiciously.