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For once, Herik was saying something that Lyss could appreciate. She nodded her head towards Herik to show it, before looking back at the group. Emily's comments didn't help. Of course, Babylon had to put in a few words too. Riley's agreement to name her leader only made her breathe out through her nose to keep herself calm.

Claudette began to speak, and her words brought Lyss back down to a light simmer. Lyss furrowed her brows when Babylon spoke up again. She watched the apparition float into the center of the table. [i]Does she actually think that we're all listening to this? That we all care what she has to say when she speaks this way?[/i] She found herself rolling her eyes as a response.

Still, the spirit was right. The attack could have gone much, [i]much[/i] worse. They really were lucky to be still sitting here, in this smelly, broken casino. Lyss felt humiliated, but of course she wouldn't let it show. [i]A show of weakness is a show of defeat.[/i] She wasn't going to let that group put her or anyone here down. Metaphorically or literally.

The doors to the casino opened and Lyss felt her heart race. It was still pounding in her ears when she realized it was just the others. The relief that they were still alive rushed over her, but she was still on edge. It would take a long hot bath to relax. By the looks of the group, it seemed like they would too.

Lyss raised her hand to wave at the beaten girls. [i]At least we all look like trash.[/i] To her surprise, Agatha was next to speak up. Well, "speak up" was an understatement. Lyss watched in shock as Agatha melted down in front of the group, grabbed her... coat? Before she walked right out of the door without a word to Kayla, Madison, Molly, or Jess.

To be honest, Lyss wasn't surprised. If anyone other than herself were to cut and run right now she would expect it to be the paranoid one. While she wasn't going to chase after her like Herik was, Lyss was silently wishing the woman the best. Whatever it took to be safe in such a weird world like this. In a way, her exit reminded Lyss of her own exit from Miami. [i]Grab your shit, get a ride, and don't look back. Don't even say goodbye.[/i]

Lyss was quiet as Emily and Maya took their turns recounting their experience with the feds. Emily's was [i]completely[/i] and entirely wrong. Maya's was... well, exaggerated. Lyss pinched the bridge of her nose and took a moment to think everything over. [i]Kayla's going to be pissed.[/i]

[b]"You WHAT."[/b]

[i]Yup. I was right.[/i]

At least she called out Emily's bullshit.

Lyss rubbed her sore wrist, feeling a little shameful about the cuffs marks on her own body. Especially for the red mark on her cheek. Which, unfortunately, would form into a bruise overnight. She looked over at Kayla, and her suspicions about the "FBI" were confirmed when she said that she'd had experience with the law. Pushing the thought about how she'd gotten into trouble, Lyss just sat back in her stool when Kayla assumed control.

[i]Thank Satan it isn't me.[/i]

It was her turn to speak, now. Lyss inwardly groaned, but she assumed that she was the only one that could give a completely realistic version of events.

[color=D3D3D3]"I think you're right, Kayla."[/color] She started. [color=D3D3D3]"They might have had badges, armor, and the logo, but they certainly weren't government agents."[/color]

She placed both hands on the table and pushed herself up as she stood. Her gaze moved towards their new leader.

[color=D3D3D3]"Still, they were much stronger than us. They've been trained to use every bit of energy they have. They're skilled, and they had the upper hand."[/color]

She shrugged her shoulders. [color=D3D3D3]"Maya and I - Riley, too, put up a fight, but the others didn't handle the tear gas well."[/color] [i]Emily tried to run, but I won't call her out because the big guy would have stopped her if she tried.[/i] Lyss sighed.

[color=D3D3D3]"To put it bluntly, they told us to keep our heads down. Somehow they figured out that the Greenwood Fight was on us, and they tracked us down because of the footage from Dairy Queen."[/color] [i]Damn that ice cream craving. Why can't we just meet up at someone's apartment?[/i]

Lyss stepped out from her spot on her chair and pulled the crumpled up sticky note from her pocket. She held it into the air before holding it out towards Kayla in case she wanted to see it.

[color=D3D3D3]"[i]Apparently[/i], Maya, Riley and I are on probation now."[/color] She used her other hands to make quotation marks around the word probation. [color=D3D3D3]"We have to meet with one of their agents every day. If we see anything supernatural, we have to report it instead of fight it. Which, I don't plan on doing at all."[/color]

She smirked suddenly and waved the sticky note around. [color=D3D3D3]"I, for one, am planning to use this meeting to figure out what they're really up to. Or if they're really FBI at all."[/color]

[color=D3D3D3]"I'll accept your control over the Coven. I think you'll do a better job than I could. I do think that we should focus on making ourselves stronger, though. I'm not getting my ass beat again."[/color]

[color=D3D3D3]"I could give you a more in detail report, if you'd like. I'll answer any question you have."[/color]