Who: Tex and Church
When: Monday night
Where: Their home
Rating: PG - Might change
Warnings: I will update when I know~! <3 Language most likely.
Summary: Tex wakes up from being dead and she greeets a very upset Church.
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And every breath I take, it's all for you. )
"It wouldn't be O'Malley if it wasn't crazy." She mocked, bringing back her very psychotic AI. She was glad that at least, she wouldn't have to put up with him anymore. Sure, she kept hearing is voice now and then, but it was nothing major, she was sure it was just her imagination playing tricks. He wasn't in her head and that was the main thing.
"I..Just was," She peered at him out of the corners of her eyes. "You can't get information out of me that easily." She gave a small laugh, brushing away most of her red hair from her eyes.
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"Oh yeah? Tough cookie. Well, how can I get information out of you, then?" He was feeling rather playful and if she wanted a game, she would have one. "I don't know if I really have anything to offer you for the information, but you can have whatever I've got, name your price."
Price. Church knew that was Tex's secret word. If she could get something from him, the offer would be come ten times more alluring. He knew she would at least consider the bait and make the game more interesting.
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"Oh really?" She said back with a playful tone, turning her body again so she was face to face with him again. Then Church said the magic word. But- Of course she wasn't just about to give in just yet. Even if he said the words that would normally make her break into ridiculous demands, she wasn't going to. Instead she was going to force herself to carry on and see what else she could make him do. Making him name prices was an accomplishment enough, she just wanted to see what else he would offer.
"Price?" She gave a devious smirk. "And what if I don't want anything you have to offer?"
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