Hayley frowned as Sean simply let Nigel and Arlia away and Alexis was more than ready to go after them, but after noticing how the British man essentially begged for her to spare the mafia captain, the blonde reluctantly relented, if not because of what happened between them. [i]We'll get them next time...[/i] Hayley said to her displeased 'other self'. [i]"This is most illogical. We are close to the completion of our objective. Why did you and Sean Anderson not eliminate these threats?"[/i] Closely watching their two enemies disappear down the street, she calmly replied to her. [i]I have no fucking clue, but I felt that this is the right thing to do...[/i]

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Arlia, weakened and in great pain, struggled to regain her vision as she laid against the wall, groggy, disoriented and visibly distraught. "Where... am I?" she murmured and struggled to get back to her feet, ignoring the pain that began to dull as her recovery kicked in. Looking around, she spotted Nigel, looking no better than herself, weak and seemingly unconscious. Seeing them looking so badly battered, her heart was filled with anger and disgust. "What a disgrace..." she hissed in pain and leaned against the wall. "And here I thought I could be of much better use... Am I really such a useless tool?"