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Anya was unbothered as the insults rained down on her. She genuinely didn't care for these people's opinions, because almost everybody in the room was below her. Most that she respected were dead. 

Sloane offered her sympathies (which most wouldn't notice, but Anya had learned to read her slight expressions), which were unneeded but appreciated. Loathe as she was to admit it, she had perhaps jumped the gun a little bit. 

[color=9966CC]”Why thank you, Everlynn, for predicting a future I would have gladly spoken of if you'd just asked. But I understand. There's absolutely no hard feelings towards you all for voting no. I'm not someone who ignores all other opinions and takes charge anyway.”[/color] She looked at Lynn with a gentle smile. 
[color=9966CC]”Which the previous leaders did."[/color]

Unlike us, were the words left unspoken. But there was no point arguing with those who'd already made up their minds when it came to her and Sloane. It was their loss for not seeing everything the two of them had done for the coven, both in the past and the years that followed. While they may have been kicked out of the coven, which was subsequently dissolved, they never truly stopped working for the city's benefit (in Sloane's case at least, Anya did it with somewhat more selfish intentions). 

She put that aside, and turned to the boy who'd crawled down from the roof - strange, but not something to fixate on. 

[color=9966CC]”I'm sorry for your loss, Clancy. My name's Anya Baksh, and I also… worked with Ashley.”[/color] She smiled at him, mouth open to offer more 'comforting' words, when the door was shoved open and a very large, very loud man interrupted her.

Leon. He hadn't changed either, it seemed.

[color=9966CC]”Leon, Greyson,”[/color] she inclined her head towards the two latecomers. [color=9966CC]”Lovely to see you both. I don't know what teleporter you're-”[/color]

A window smashed, and Anya barely had time to react before the whole room filled with burning gas. Her arm shot out for the Altar to support her when her knees buckled underneath her. Her eyes stung like hell, tears streaming down her face, and she couldn't stop coughing.

[h3][b][i]“EVERYONE! GET ON THE GROUND! ON! THE! GROUND!”[/i][/b][/h3]

She got down on her knees as gracefully as she could with snot and tears streaming down her face, skin burning and lungs feeling like they were on fire. She’d managed to keep her breakfast in her stomach, which was about as dignified as she could get right now. She raised trembling hands above her head.

[color=9966CC]”Do what they say,”[/color] Anya choked out. Not like anyone would listen to her, they were too stupid to do that, but it was better to try. She then looked up at the agents through blurry, pained eyes. [color=9966CC]”Will you- cough- stop if we comply?”[/color]
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Luca barely had the energy to keep up with the infighting, and all the arguments for and against having a new leader. He just wanted to go home and sleep. Maybe he would, if they didn't come up with any leads for them to follow. He could just get someone to text him the information. 

Oh, it seemed a kid had appeared- from where? Maybe Luca was starting to hallucinate… wait, the kid seemed to have some leads. Luca shook his head forcefully to try to wake up. Things seemed to be calming down, so-

Shattering glass rang in his ears, and he watching in confusion as multiple canisters flew into the room. What?

Before he could even consider what was happening, Luca felt burning pain like he'd never felt before. His legs gave out from beneath him as his entire body burned. 

Luca grasped at a pew as he fell, instantly rotting it underneath his fingers. He collapsed to the floor on all fours, harsh coughs racking through his body. It felt like someone was scraping out his insides and forcing him to throw them up. He gagged, body trying to throw up but all that could come out was mucus and blood. He dry retched, spitting out blood and what little was left inside his stomach. Everything hurt, his frail skin breaking out into a rash as soon as it was exposed. He could barely breathe, chest tightening painfully, forcing him to heave around the coughing. 

He could hardly see through his blurred vision, just his shaking arms swimming in front of him, drops of red spilling from his lips as he coughed and coughed and coughed. 

The floor beneath his hands began to slowly erode. 

[color=6B8E23]Maybe this is what dying feels like.[/color] 

His already failing body struggled to handle the toxic chemical, gripping him in inescapable agony. His broken wrist collapsed underneath him and he fell onto his knees, dry heaving and struggling to just keep breathing. 

[color=6B8E23]”Please,”[/color] he groaned, barely audible - and to whom, he wasn’t sure. He could barely think. He could feel the Rot pressing at his mind, trying to get in. He couldn’t get enough air into his lungs, rapid breathing only worsening everything. He was in so much pain - something he thought he could handle - and was suddenly so tired. Exhausted. [color=6B8E23]”Please, stop.”[/color] 

This wasn’t how he wanted to go, choking on his own breaths as his rotten body started to give up.
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Just like that, it all came crashing down.

Her twin was dead, she barely had enough money to cover the bills and her younger brother was throwing his life away. Everything was fucked, she couldn't catch a break and she was here having to deal with Anya and Sloane throwing snide comments at her. Fuck this! 

Had it really been three hours since she met Edict? Fuck, it hadn't lasted anywhere near long enough. She felt like absolute shit. Nothing that these pieces of crap were talking about mattered. They could talk like this because they hadn't lost anyone, because they were only worried about their pitiful little lives. They all lived in fucking privelege while people like her were struggling to scrape by, unable to even take a moment to handle her grief because she just didn't. Have. The. Time.

The change in Linqian was instant, and incredibly visible. All her stresses built into a massive bomb inside of her, and Sloane lit the fuse. Her whole body tensed, lips twisting into an ugly scowl and enraged gaze burning a hole into Sloane. She rummaged in the pew shelf, grasping the thickest Bible she could find (which wasn't quite thick enough). With the Bible in hand she pushed herself up, stalking down the church aisle towards Sloane and the kid.

[color=CD5C5C]”Oh, so you do know how to offer condolences, Sloane?”[/color] Linqian sneered, eyes flashing with wild rage. [color=CD5C5C]”You didn't even like Ashley. After everything Jinhai did for him, it's the least you could do, bitch.[/color]

Linqian was right in Sloane's face now, Bible in hand and primed to smack her right in the face if she so much as opened her mouth again. Maybe she should just hit her over the head now. Fuck it, she had nothing to lose. Linqian raised the bible-

[h3][b][i]“EVERYONE! GET ON THE GROUND! ON! THE! GROUND!”[/i][/b][/h3]

Suddenly, Linqian felt like she was on fire - and it wasn't her body temperature rising too high. She fell to one knee, coughing up her guts and the tear gas got [i]everywhere[/i]. Her meticulously tied back hair was suddenly a mess, tears streaming down her face and ruining her meticulously done makeup. This was the fucking worst!

[color=CD5C5C]”Are you fucking with me?!”[/color]

Linqian tried to lower her body temperature to stop the burning, but it did nothing to alleviate it. The Bible froze in her hands, frost creeping across it like spiderwebs. Why?! Surely this was fucking illegal! Coughing, Linqian glared through teary eyes at the federal agents that had knocked down their door.

[quote=Ex turned Fed]“Certain. I got a real good look at him first.”[/quote]

She’d recognise that voice anywhere. It had been years, but she still remembered it - the way it had spoken to her softly, cheerfully, lovingly and then… Then, so harshly. 

[color=CD5C5C]”Bianca?!”[/color] Linqian gritted out. She curled her fingers around the back of a pew, pushing herself up with a shaking arm. [color=CD5C5C]”What. The. Fuck.”[/color]

It was so stupid. She knew it was stupid. But she was suddenly hit by all her problems, the lack of money and Jinhai’s death slamming her head like a sledgehammer, and then her [i]ex[/i] show’s up? She was pissed. So pissed she was willing to take a taser just to get some of this anger out. She was already in so much pain, every breath feeling like glass shards scraping in her lungs, what was a little more?

[color=CD5C5C]”Are you fucking kidding me? You’re with the fucking feds and you’re tear gassing us! You bitch!”[/color] Linqian took a step forward, chest heaving from anger and the tear gas making it harder to breath. She pointed a shaking finger at Bianca - well, at least the one she thought was Bianca. It was hard to tell when they were wearing masks and her eyes were filled with tears. She was going by voice alone. [color=CD5C5C]“Some fucking coven loyalty, I swear, I know we didn’t fucking end on good terms, but really?! I texted you just this morning- you said you’d be happy to meet up, fuck! I can't believe you. I can't believe I had feelings for you! I never want to fucking see you again!”[/color] 

In a fit of idiotic anger, she lobbed the frozen Bible at Bianca. It hit her arm, coating her armour there with a light layer of frost, and clattered to the floor. 

"A Bible wasn't very appropriate, was it?" Bianca replied calmly, raising her gun. Thanks to the full body armour it hadn't particularly hurt.

[color=CD5C5C]"Fuck you, I-"[/color]

A taser dart came out of nowhere, hitting Linqian in the chest. She fell to the ground, gritting her teeth and muscles contracting. Fuck, it hurt so bad, she couldn't move- worst reunion ever.

“I would suggest you all comply," Bianca said, brushing the frost off her arm. She hoped that a recognisable voice (for those that remembered her) would help make them do what they were told. She had no qualms about hurting the majority of them, but it would be nicer if it wasn't necessary.