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The second Lyss freed herself and Maya of the cuffs, she took to rubbing her twisted wrist and the shoulder that broke her fall out of the van. Her cheek was still burning from that bitch's backhand, and to be honest her pride was hurt. She slowly rose to her feet and tore the sticky note off of her forehead. Half tempted to crumple it up and toss it, Lyss stuffed it and the bobby pin back into the pocket of her jeans to deal with later. Her silence spoke volumes as she followed Maya inside of the casino. 

While Maya seemed to brush off the event easily, Lyss didn't feel the same way. She headed straight towards the bathroom. Standing at the broken and dirty mirror, Lyss rubbed her sore eyes before she saw the state of her lipstick. [color=D3D3D3]"Fucking bitch,"[/color] she muttered before wiping the smeared paint off of her lips onto her soaking wet tank top.

As always, Lyss carried her lipstick in the pocket of her jacket. She pulled it out and took her time to reapply before storing it away again. Her hair was wet and clung to her skin, but at least the rain had washed away the streaks of tears on her cheeks. She didn't look that bad, aside from the red mark on her cheek.

Lyss made her way back towards the girls just in time to see that they had all recovered too. She also came in just in time to hear Maya vote for herself to be the new leader. She grimaced, but her attention was quickly pulled away when she saw that Emily was still cuffed.

[color=D3D3D3]"Turn around, Emily. I can get you out."[/color] She murmured, pulling the bobby pin back out of her pocket. She was quiet as she stepped up to the girl and picked the locks on the cuffs. She tossed them aside, and then quickly removed the inactive dart from Emily's ass too and let it drop onto the floor. Next, she made her way over to Ellie and offered her some help to stand again. Then she turned to face the group.

[color=D3D3D3]"We just got our asses handed to us by the FBI."[/color] She started before pausing for a moment to think. [color=D3D3D3]"No,"[/color] she thought aloud, [color=D3D3D3]"They couldn't have been the fucking FBI. There's no way they followed government regulations."[/color] She frowned and rubbed her eyes again. She was too flustered to think clearly.

[color=D3D3D3]"I don't know. I don't like this. Whoever they were, they're dangerous. They easily overpowered us, and we outnumbered them."[/color] She put her hand on her hip and winced. Her wrist was still sore. In fact, her whole body ached. Lungs, face, wrist, shoulder- [i]everything.[/i]

She wanted to scream at Emily for turning tail and trying to run. She wanted to scold the girls who did nothing to defend the group. Now was not the time. She was sure that the others felt just as shameful with how things went. They didn't need to be scolded. They needed to figure out a plan.

[color=D3D3D3]"We need to be prepared next time they decided to drop in on us like that. I mean, what if it had been the vampires from Greenwood? We should expect them to fight back too, right?"[/color] She sighed and walked over to the table. Her shoulders sagged as she took a seat at her usual spot.

[color=D3D3D3]"That group. The agents, or whatever the fuck. They're not going to just disappear because we talked them out of killing us."[/color] She glanced up at the girls. [color=D3D3D3]"Yes. Their bitch of a leader threatened to end us if we don't comply. Something in me says that they're completely capable of it, if we're not stronger the next time they come around."[/color]

Her hand balled into a fist as she felt anger rising in her like bile in her throat. [color=D3D3D3]"I, for one, will do everything in my power to make sure we aren't beat again. I hope that all of you will do the same."[/color]

Then there was the matter of explaining their "conditions" set by the people that had just kicked their asses.

[color=D3D3D3]"The leader. Meifeng. She told us to stay off of the radar. If we need to settle a fight, like with the Greenwood Coven, we need to do it professionally and without leaving a trace."[/color]

[color=D3D3D3]"She found us because some of you didn't even change clothes before going to Dairy Queen. Could you imagine if the actual feds found us? We'd all be in jail right now. Use some common sense, girls. Who else do you think noticed our group because of that? What other groups like them are out there? What if a witch hunter had figured us out?"[/color] She sighed and shook her head.

[color=D3D3D3]"No. I don't want to be the leader. I want everyone to do their part in this group. No more fighting. No more sitting around. We all need to work on our abstractions and try our best to defend our sisters."[/color]

[color=D3D3D3]"That bitch and her goons will come back. She told me that we owed them a favor. Riley, Maya, and I have to meet with one of them every day to update them on what we've been up to. I'm going to use it as a chance to find out who they really are. Maybe even squeeze some information out of them. I mean, the person she assigned me with is just their IT guy. I overpowered him pretty quickly."[/color]

She looked over at Maya. [color=D3D3D3]"He likes you. Use that to your advantage. Flirt with him. I know you think he's cute too. Maybe you can get him to slip up if you're cute with him."[/color] She glanced at Riley and had to think for a second before coming up with a plan for her. [color=D3D3D3]"Riley, I want you to tell him that all we do at meetings is gossip about the latest celebrities or vent about our day. Make him think that we're just a bunch of girls grabbing coffee."[/color]

She looked around at the others. [color=D3D3D3]"As for everyone else, I think we need to start teaching each other tricks. You're all smart and capable women. We all have something to share and teach."[/color]

[color=D3D3D3]"When Madison, Kayla, Jess, and Molly get back we need to let them know what happened while they were gone."[/color] She pressed her lips together. [i]If they survived their meeting with death.[/i] She didn't say that out loud. Instead, she looked around at the girls. Her words had come out in a muddled way, but she said what she wanted to say. She just had to hope that it sunk in, and that they would go along with it.