1001 Nights in Nauru

[Loyola]

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"Squidface?... Squidface?... Squidface?... Squidface?"

Echoed in her head when she stood up. It's been a long time since Silver called her by name, not like she needs one right now. At first she would forbid to call herself like this, but in the end Outcast concluded that it would be an unnecessary effort. It's been weeks since Enma hired Silver to hide and protect her. But it's not like Silver ever behaved like they had a contract. Enma was asking herself if it makes sense of hiding at Nauru, planet is safe by itself... or is it? Taking into account who she was and how many people would cheer to see her being killed.

En is not maintaining contact with anyone she knows. Not even her own mother or Eliza. Anyway all her memories are mixed and blured, she even lost count of time. Using any drug and drinking all alcohol Silver could bring had some sort 'side-effects'. Luckily enough she saved enough money to maintain at least this kind of lifestyle. More than enough, actually, but it's not like she wants something else at this point.

Not leaving Silver's place for such a long time made her feel different indeed. It is only a matter of time when she will completely degenerate and what Silver will decide to do then? Hiring a Reaver makes her sure only in a fact that Silver will gun down a few of assassins before they will succeed at least. But maybe there is a more danger behind it... Like what if Silver will decide to sell her ass off? She is not of that kind, but who knows.

"Si? Did they leave?

En is trying to focus her look and she actually realized that they did in fact leave. This dumb question came up on it's own.

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