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Vera didn't get the chance to make her exit before scourge interruption occurred. The weirdo from the bar began running his mouth again after but having been at all useful earlier. 

[color=magenta]"Oh, go fuck yourself you cryptic asshole!"[/color] Vera shouted at him, now devolving to naught but sheer profanity and insults. [color=magenta]"Congratulations,  fuckhead, you got my name. Now go get bent for all I care. I hope you choke on it!"[/color]

She spared Alex one last glance, her angry facade cracking for only a moment before she finally made her retreat into the night. She couldn't do this, not tonight, not around those people. She wondered if she could ever do it, or even what "it" was for her at this point.

Alex was back and she should have been happy, but Vera wasn't the same person Alex had left behind. She wasn't sure she could ever go back to that. What she'd twisted herself into to get past it in the first place might not be capable...