Soubi, meet me outside my room. I have something for you.
And you, Saxon...you're next on my list. Don't worry. I'm going to make you better than you could ever hope to be alone.
((OOC: Libby was never forced into the mental hospital, never met Hurley, and never crashed on the Island. Instead, she threw herself into her work and was killed when she
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I wasn't helping!
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What's this about? Don't you have to say 'please'?
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No time for polite words, I'm afraid. I have another appointment coming up, and I think you're finally ready.
[Ready to assist her, of course.]
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Ready for what? I told you, I'm not taking your orders. You aren't bribing me.
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[She doesn't even give him a chance to offer it to her; she grabs one of his hands and reveals what's in the hand she'd been hiding behind the door: a hunting knife. Smoothly, she draws the blade across the back of his hand, leaving a cut about an inch and a half long.]
You're going to help me.
[Surely he'll accept this as the reward it is. He's finally good enough for her to claim him, after all.]
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