Chapter 362 Prison Break I (1/2)
CHAPTER 362
PRISON BREAK (I)
Three Goddesses -- that's who he gazed at inside a small, damp cave. There they stood, beneath a dim light, their visages ethereal, otherworldly. He couldn't understand, couldn't even begin to fathom where they came from, or why, or even the simple how. He could but sit and stare, woeful in his silence. His mind still believed it to be a dream, or perhaps a flash of joy before he'd finally depart, yet, in his heart, he had hoped it was real, that it was happening, even if it be the last day of his life.
Tensions within the cave were so high, Lucky mused inwardly, that they could practically be cut with a knife. Alison stared at Hannah frigidly while the latter stared back bitterly and apologetically. No one spoke; the two of them mostly trying to contain their emotions, while Lucky merely wanted to find out how long could they keep this up before boiling over. She wagered if it were up to Hannah this could go on probably until the end of time, though Alison was another story entirely. She was proven right shortly after, as Alison was the first one to crack and speak.
”You certainly always knew a way to weasel yourself into things,” Alison said, scoffing coldly. ”I'd only imagined you had a shred of dignity left... I guess you don't.”
”... I don't think I ever had all that much dignity,” Hannah said, sitting down and cracking a faint smile. ”It's too exhausting.”
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”You have nestled yourself finely, though,” Alison smirked. ”Protected by both the Empyrean and the Sword Maiden; you must be over the stars.”
”I really am,” Hannah still retained her smile. ”What about you? Who's your friend?”
”... Lucky,” picking up on the cue, Lucky waltzed over and shook Hannah's hand with a contemptuous smile. ”I can't believe there's a whore out there who could make Ally angry. You must have done some batshit insane stuff. I don't like you.”
”....” Hannah's eyebrows twitched angrily for a moment as she shot a glare at Lucky who merely stepped back with a grin on her face. ”Another foul-mouthed moron? Ally, Ally... wasn't I a proper lesson? Don't make friends with two-faced idiots. That tale never ends well.”
”Two-faced?” corners of Lucky's lips twitched as she fired back without giving Alison a chance to speak. ”If you mean loving and understanding, then I certainly have two faces... unlike you, vile-shriveled cunt.”
”At the very least,” Hannah fired back immediately. ”My shriveled up cunt hasn't been seen already by half a world.”
”Because the half that had seen it had died from sorrows.”
”Oh my, I did not know I had such power; perhaps I should flash it to you so you can finally die.”
”If it would mean finally never needing to see your wretched face, gladly. Go on, lift that skirt and show us what you got.”
”Rather than angry, you sound quite horny. Could it be this is ye old child's ploy -- those who fight love? Ah, I'm sorry, I am a woman taken; look elsewhere. Perhaps that lad crouching there. He seems like he'd be your type -- a breath away from death.”
”....” Alison stared in wonder, fear, and absolute embarrassment as words and sentences she never imagined leaving even the vilest of mouths were spewed out of two beautiful, graceful women. She had read horror stories before, and even enjoyed some of them, and had heard many-a-man curse and spew filth in taverns... but nothing, all combined, ever came close to what she had heard today.
By the end, she had begun shaking, tears forming up at the corners of her eyes. It was only then that Lucky and Hannah realized something was wrong and stopped; reflecting, they figured they may have gone slightly overboard with their play. Though the two of them might have enjoyed it, Alison certainly did not.
”... you alright?” Lucky asked Alison who quickly backed into the corner, away from her.
”S-sister Lucky... I... I...”
”Ah, I know; I'm sorry, alright? It's just that seeing that face woke something very ugly inside of me.”
”Inside of you?” Hannah chuckled. ”That's adorable.”
”Hey, shut it,” Lucky growled. ”Can't you see we've already scarred her more than anything has before in her life. Do you really want to continue?!”
”No, you're right,” Hannah sighed, smiling apologetically at Alison. ”Don't worry. We'll stop, alright?”
”... h-how... how can you say all those things... think those things... aaah...”
”It's because we're terrible people,” Lucky replied, shrugging and sitting down, whipping out a bottle of wine. ”As simple as that.”
”... you barely know me,” Hannah glanced at Lucky, smiling wryly. ”How do you know if I'm terrible?”