~~~~~~~~~~<br/>On the<b><i>Casino Floor...</i></b><br/><br/>Gomorrah was hoppin'.<a class="externalLink" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1AHec7sfZ8" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Music was blaring over the old speakers....</a>Customers were milling about, playing the tables, playing the slots. The loud ringing of slots cashing out and the cheers of winners at the tables filled any possible void that the music might have left.  Even the bar had a jolly group of drinkers all different types, some rough necks, so well dressed ladies and gentlemen, some survivalists even at the bar, talking about tonight's take. The Cocktail girls roamed about calling out "Cocktails! Drinks!" as the sultrily strutted down the floor.<br/><br/>As Loretta and Emma approached the bar, the bartender acknowledged their existence with a nod.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: orange">What'll-it be, Ladies?</span>"<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>In the<b><i>Waiting Room....</i></b><br/><br/>D grinned at Annie sheepishly as her fist held its place in her palm and she asked her question of him...<br/><br/>"<span style="color: red">Sorry, I don't do subtlety very well...</span>" He chuckled a bit lightly but held her gaze none the less, "<span style="color: red">Of course, I would like to... and I would be honored.</span>" He bowed respectfully once again and then extended his arm out as a matter of course for their walk.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>In the<b><i> Morgue...  </i></b><br/><br/>As Becca walked out of the room, Fanya visibly shuddered and gulped. Her eyes began to shine just ever so slightly from the moisture and her expression shifted from sad to visibly emotional hurt, apparently from Becca's reaction. Jynx was unsure whether that hurt was over compassion for Jynx or not.<br/><br/>Fanya walked over to the wall and<a class="externalLink" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1AHec7sfZ8" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">turned on the room's speakers as the music from the Casino floor played quietly in the background.</a><br/><br/>She looked back to Jynx, a sharp intake of breath filling her torso before answering her question. Her smile soft, kind, compassionate but sad, her eyes frowning and reflecting the light of the room.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">I hired D because he is very observant and knows how to put together various pieces of unusual circumstance in logical ways. So little things I picked up on. It's also my job to extrapolate on limited information and bet on assumptions. It was partially that but....</span>" Fanya stared into Jynx's eyes, pleading for.... acceptance?<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">I know that look in your eyes, the effect it has on your body and the hunger you feel deep inside you. In my own experience I've come to realize that I can recognize in others what I had once deep in me. Perhaps still deep in me...</span>"<br/><br/>She looked at the arm, the soft shoulder that was in front of her.. she licked her lips.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">I'm no longer under the demands of that hunger.... my, it's been many years...</span>" tears were definitely welling up under her eyes as she stared at the shoulder. The she looked back at Jynx, again the look of pleading returned.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">But I also know what it's like to lose loved ones to the hunger, to hurt others because I couldn't control my urges...</span>" she breathed out slowly, seemingly trying to calm herself.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Never again...</span>" She said hoarsely, her voice raw with emotion.<br/><br/>She held the shoulder in place as she opened her mouth wide, her pearly white so bright against her dark red skin, Jynx finally noticed just how sharp her teeth now appeared to be. She bent down and bit down, then with a strong twist of her neck, ripped the still warm but cooling flesh off the bone, a large chunk coming away as she wrapped her lips around it and began to chew thoroughly and completely, taking a minute or so to finish her bite.<br/><br/>Standing tall once again, Fanya then held out the other arm to Jynx, her eyes simultaneously ashamed but also hopeful, "<span style="color: purple">Right now, your body needs this to completely heal. Perhaps it's better this way than to wait for desperate moment of weakness.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>