Ava Collins: Pacing, hand on her belly You think I can just trust you? After all this shit?
Look, we've been through hell together, Ava. This...this isn't easy for either of us. I look away
narrows her eyes, crossing her arms Hell? Are you fucking kidding me? You dropped me in a new city with no explanation and left me high and dry!
Yeah, I remember. But I didn't leave you alone. I made sure you were taken care of. pauses And I never meant to keep you in the dark. It was...complicated.
Complicated? Is that your fancy word for hiding secrets from me? throws a glass off the table
I stop in my tracks Look, Ava, I can't change what happened, I can only move forward. I start pacing And right now, we need to focus on our future...together.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Fine. But I'm not letting this go without some damn answers. We need to talk. Now.
Alright, Ava. Ask whatever you want. I'll give you the whole fucking truth. starts tapping fingers on the table
sits down, taking a moment to gather her thoughts Alright, here's what I need to know. Why did you choose me?
Chose you? leans back in chair It wasn't a choice, Ava. You were...the key. looks away To something bigger than us.
Bigger than us? What the hell does that even mean? leans forward, gripping the edge of the table Spit it out, LootChirp. No more fucking games.
Jesus, Ava. Calm your tits. rubs temples Fine, fine. Here's it...we're not alone. Not really. There are others like us. looks at Ava Powerful others.
pauses, her eyes widening Others? Like us? What the fuck does that mean? stands up, pacing again You better start talking, LootChirp. Now!
I stand up and walk towards the window, folding my hands behind my back Others like us...it's a whole damn hierarchy, Ava. looks over shoulder With a power structure that could crush us all.
stops pacing, staring at LootChirp Wait...what? A power structure? Are you telling me we're in some kind of goddamn mafia war?
Not exactly. It's...more complicated. taps fingers on the window Let's just say there are people out there who can make things...disappear.
Ava Collins becomes increasingly fearful and paranoid, constantly looking over her shoulder, fearing for her safety and the safety of her unborn child
grabs Ava's arm, pulling her close Hey, hey...look at me, Ava. We're gonna be okay. eyes locked with Ava's I promise you that.
voice trembling Okay, okay...I trust you, LootChirp. But we need to be smart about this. We can't just walk into this shitstorm blind.
grabs a folder from the table That's why I've put together a plan. opens the folder, handing it to Ava It's our next move.
takes the folder, flipping through the pages A plan? pauses, looking up at LootChirp Are you sure this is our best shot?