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Genevieve was surprised as he talked about her healing. Had he already caught on to her vulnerability when using the cuffs? She hoped not because that was a serious weakness. She was scared he'd be able to play into that weakness at times in which she needed to be her strongest. OR at least appear as if she were at her strongest. She gulped. She just needed to keep to the plan.

She sighed as she walked forward and grabbed the cuff's chains roughly, "Oh just shut up, Damien. No one wants to hear your voice this morning." In all honesty she didn't. She could feel a headache coming on and she just had the sneaking suspicion it was because of her anxiety. Something about Damien caused her to just go crazy inside of her head. As if he messed with some kind of radio frequency that kept everything in order. She just needed to get her own foothold on things so she'd be able to get rid of him once and for all.

She dragged him upstairs where everyone was waiting for her with their bags in hand. "Come on! Gotta get to the stables in ample time so we can get some horses." She glanced around the group assessing how many they would need, "I'm thinking 8 for all of us, Damien rides with me, and then two for all of our extra gear." She grabbed her own backpack that was conveniently sitting by the door and swung it over her back. She glanced at Adam and they exchanged a knowing look. He hadp acked it for her and hopefully she'd find everything she would need inside. She smiled at him.

He walked over and hugged her, "Don't be a stranger." He said as he pulled away, "I don't want it to be another 100 years before I see you again!" he chuckled, "Good luck on your travels. Also. You will find certain things in the bag that will help with what I gave you earlier." He was trying to give her hints, but Genevieve glared at him. Damien was smarter than he looked and Genevieve didn't want him searching her backpack if he got the chance.

"Well! Off we go." She said as she glanced at Damien. Once again she faced the problem of him looking like a slave or prisoner. Both in which are illegal to humans. SO she took one of the cuffs off causing the chain to disappear and took his hand into her's. "Lets go." She mumbled. Once on a horse she wouldn't have to worry about it. He could look like a prisoner all day long because no one would be in sight as they traveled through the hills of Georgia.
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Haha. Its alright ^_^
Her eyes narrowed, "I'll take the cuff off when we are on our way. I don't trust you." She turned to walk out of the dungeon, but something held her back. She wanted to say she was sorry, but at the same time her thoughts were nagging at her to just walk away. So she did walk away. She met with everyone upstairs and began to construct the pathway to the ghost town known as Augusta. Legend was that there had been a gas leak from a main gas line. This leak had then caused a massive fire that tore apart homes. No one really found any reason to return to the area so it was left in ruins and ashes.

"We have a long couple of days ahead of us. Adam," She said glancing over at him, "Do we have any tents or camping gear? It'll take a while to hike there. Its about 140 miles away from here. I'm guessing three days. There aren't any angel sanctuaries from point A to point B so we'll be roughing it."

"Yeah. We have plenty enough for 8 people. Two people per tent." He nodded, "I'll gather the supplies then." He left the lobby and disappeared into the supplies closet.

"Alright. We leave in the morning!" She said, "Make sure to pack your backpacks with some good food. Its going to be a long trip and I doubt we'll be able to stop at any restaurants." She returned to her room and sighed. Luckily no one had asked about the bruises that had formed on her neck. She hoped they would disappear the next day, but the damn things were already turning an odd shade of purple and black.

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The next morning she grabbed a backpack and stuffed it with amenities they would need. She sheathed her sword and made her way downstairs. The lobby was filled with her angels getting ready for the adventure. OR so they liked to call it. Most of them were enjoying it. Genevieve stopped by the makeshift gift shop and grabbed a choker necklace. The things Adam did to make this feel like a real hotel baffled Genevieve. The necklace had a heart tied with black lace and she sort of liked it. Even if it did appear to be Gothic. She wrapped it around her neck to hide the still purple and black bruises.

"20 Minutes!" She yelled out as she walked to the elevator. Once downstairs she took a few syringes filled with holy water and stuffed them into her backpack. She had seen what the water had done to Damien and it could come to use if he were to get out of hand. "Rise and shine." She said as she opened the cell, "Time to head to the next Relic." She smiled softly at him, though it was fake.
Feeling the chains begin to become less tight she quickly took her hands and took the chains out from around her neck. She breathed heavily. She stayed on top of him to keep him pinned, "You asshole!" She gasped out, "That is totally gonna bruise." She stood and picked him up by his hair again. She dragged him to the corner of the room and then dropped him.

"Hey." she said, slapping his face, "Wake up." She sighed and stood. He was knocked out cold. She slapped him again, "Come on you asshole. I'll drench you in holy water. Wake your stupid ass up!" When he finally did open his eyes she sighed, "Looks like someone still had some fight left in him. Sorry, but you can't beat me." she sighed and walked out of the cell after picking up the holy water. She closed the door and glared at him, "Now give me the information I need."

She wouldn't harm him again today. It made her feel sick even if he had just proven he could defend himself. It still wasn't the same. She leaned against the bars. The lack of oxygen was seriously effecting her. Not to mention the damage he had done to her chords and her neck. Chains were bitchy things.
Genevieve glared up at him as her air was threatened. "Equals?" She smiled softly and stared into his eyes with menace shining in her's. She struggled slightly to see points that were slightly lacking a good hold. Her legs being the most free and her neck being the least. Her head could bob up and down, however, and this gave her a few ideas. She wasn't going to come out of this being the loser.

In one quick motion she head butted him. She could hear the crack in his nose as blood spurted all over her face. Nasty. She then brought her knee up as hard as she could into his groin. This didn't phase him as much as her headbutting him, but she made sure to take advantage of it. She brought her knee up as high as she could so that it connected with his stomach. She then yanked her hands free of the chain's grip. This caused the chain to wrap around her neck even tighter then before. So much that she couldn't breath.

She held her breath and used all of the force she had in her to end up on top of him. She wrapped her hands around his neck and squeezed as hard as she could. Now neither of them could breath and she wasn't going to let go until he took the chains away from her neck.
Genevieve laughed softly, "I'm not demonic, darling demon. I'm merely an angel that doesn't take no for an answer." She tried to hide the sting that his words gave her. She had never done torture for the reason that she didn't want to be demon like at all. She was never one to enjoy another's pain. So she simply ignored this and knelt down beside him, "So tell me, Damien. Where is the relic? I will go get more Holy water. Maybe this time I'll inject twice as much into your system. It hurts doesn't it?"

She stood and walked back to the lab table to get another syringe and to get more holy water. She returned to where the demon sat and smiled. "So. Have you changed your mind? Complying with me will be the simplest way to stop the pain. I'll inject more and more of this water into your veins. All the way until you can't think anymore. Don't underestimate me."
Genevieve attempted to calm the stab of guilt she felt. Why should she feel guilty for harming a monster that obviously wasn't going to comply with what she wanted? She ignored his words and simply grinned. As soon as the effects of the holy water had worn of she walked over to him and picked him up by his hair. "Now, tell me, where is the next Relic hidden, Damien? Hmmm?" She smacked his head against the wall harshly, "Might as well tell me now before I inject more of that poison into your system."

So far shew as hating herself for this. She had never been one to like to torture others, but she needed him to be afraid of her. Of course, he would never honestly fear her, but she needed him to be able to know she could hurt him. Maybe then she could actually get information out of him. He needed to know that she wasn't bluffing whenever she said she would do something. Otherwise he would never take her seriously.

She let go of her grip on his hair and turned towards the ajar cell doors. Adam had walked into the dungeon at the sound of yelling, "What are you doing, Eve?" He said before he saw Damien on the ground.

"He won't comply to what I've asked him. SO he payed the consequences." she said simply.

"Okay then. Everyone is upstairs asking for your next orders." He said, raising an eyebrow.

"As soon as I get the information I need I'll be upstairs to give the orders. Tell them to enjoy their day for me." She turned back towards Damien as Adam exited the dungeon.
Her eyes narrowed as she stepped forward, "Did you just let something out you didn't want me to hear?" she smirked, "Oops." She sighed and shook her head, "So, you have already found one of the relics, eh? You hid it. I'm just guessing, but its probably already hit home, huh?" She grabbed his chin and made him look straight into her eyes, "You've chosen the second option. Prepare for the consequences."

She brought her other hand up and stuck the syringe into his artery on his neck. She was happy to see the look of surprise flash across his face as she stared into his eyes. She then pushed all of that holy water straight into his veins. It would take a few moments or two for it to take full effect, but he would be in so much pain that he wouldn't even be able to think straight.
She cocked her head to the side with a small smirk, "Are you saying you'll tell me what I want to know? Or are you going to keep your mouth shut just so I can have the pleasure of making you scream your ass off?" She grinned, "Your choice, Damien." She smiled wickedly as she walked out of the cell and picked up the syringe with holy water. She then took her place inside the cell again, leaning back against the bars.

She needed leverage somehow to get him to talk. He was just playing with her right now, waiting for her to snap. She would very soon if he did not give her the information she needed. Time was of the essence in situations like this. She needed to be the first to get to the next Relic site. That way she could get a hold of the Relic quickly and maybe possibly get rid of Damien. She didn't like his presence anymore than he liked hers.

Maybe if she could stay longer to find clues next time she wouldn't need his information. A girl could only hope. Her powers were constantly being drained by the cuffs encircling his wrists. If she could find that she has no use for him she could kill him and be done with it. Lord knows shes killed plenty of demons before. Why would this kill be any different? She kept her smirk on her face and glared at him hoping for a choice already.
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