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The votes had come in, and they didn't favor kicking out Kali. Eve sniffled a bit as the injuries on her face for the most part had healed up nicely. She kept her hands tight and on the ready around her hips as if she was ready to get down with anyone who would act a fool for her gun. It wasn't the outcome she had thought, but she couldn't give Kali a chance right now. She was willing to make some bets, but for the most part, the majority accepted him despite how strange and fucked up he might be, maybe that was the charm behind St. Portwell it was always accepting of the unique and delirious.

"I vote for him to be kicked out, but since it's a majority to keep him. I can't complain, tho' if I'm right, we get backstabbed in the end or something. You guys owe me a slice of the finest 'za from St. Porwell's Pies.. I take mine, pepperoni." She rubbed her nose, unholstering the Glock from her waistband. She ejected the mag, and pulled the slide back with a [i]*chck*[/i] as the casing went flying. She caught it and topped up his mag. With a quick movement of her hand, she threw the mag towards Kali as some shadows along the shade of some of the shelf/line of flowers kicked it up towards Kali. It was flying at a good speed, but would he catch it?

She clicked a button, bringing the slide forward before tucking the empty Glock into Devola's pants. In the front preferably, leaving it hang out comically but allowing it to bond with its new holder. "Hold onto this, fur' Kali, Devola." She said at a lower whisper into his ear her hand along his back so she could reach the damned mafioso, almost like she was the warm little center. Eve was anything but warm, or little but for that moment she felt like she was in the centre. Centre stage, that was her as her hand slid back away to her sides as she distanced herself from Devola as the door opened.

Britney, queen checks king.

She was shocked, perhaps a bit astonished that she showed up. Fuck it, she began to move towards Britney almost like a bullet at mach speed. Wrapping her arms around the giant, she gave her a friendly hug maybe more of the more real hugs that she had given in recent times. She squeezed the life out of the giant.

"Hey.. Good to see you Brit." Looks like she had one friend in the Coven.


Checkmate.



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