Well, shit. Facilier's never had the delights of being shot at before (mostly because he had the sense to stay away from the people with the guns) and he's surprised how much it hurts. He hisses out in pain, putting his hand on his shoulder for a moment, using that breathing space wisely. Okay, good, it's only grazed it, but it's still bleeding. Facilier sends a scowl her way, before throwing the vial he was holding down onto the ground.
A thick purple smoke envelopes the two of them for a moment, before Facilier himself vanishes, the smoke giving way to jungle, more specifically Lazarević's camp in Borneo. Of Lazarević and his soldiers there is no sign, the place is deserted. Unseen, Facilier speaks again.
"Here's the thing, Chloe. You really don't have me figured out as much as you think," did his voice come from one of the towers? Perhaps behind that tree? It seems to shift from one second to the next, impossible to pinpoint for more than a second.
"Not even close, in fact. But I don't want to kill you," honesty, he doesn't, she's far more use to him alive than dead. "But I do have to question. If your mates care about you so much, why didn't they come knockin' on my door when the curse was workin' on you?"
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A thick purple smoke envelopes the two of them for a moment, before Facilier himself vanishes, the smoke giving way to jungle, more specifically Lazarević's camp in Borneo. Of Lazarević and his soldiers there is no sign, the place is deserted. Unseen, Facilier speaks again.
"Here's the thing, Chloe. You really don't have me figured out as much as you think," did his voice come from one of the towers? Perhaps behind that tree? It seems to shift from one second to the next, impossible to pinpoint for more than a second.
"Not even close, in fact. But I don't want to kill you," honesty, he doesn't, she's far more use to him alive than dead. "But I do have to question. If your mates care about you so much, why didn't they come knockin' on my door when the curse was workin' on you?"