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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]God, the relief when Max proved to be really waking up, not just having a minor spasm while still out. Stuff like that happened, Ruby knew. People could cry in their sleep, their fingers could flinch from some random nerv impulse. But not now, no, Max was really looking at them now. With his meek eyes, and his sleepy touch, he calmed down the two criminals.

Ruby nodded barely, in response to Jacob's question regarding the cop's state, which didnt really need to be answered. He could see him too, it wasnt just her mind acting up. Her fond smile grew at Madden's sudden thumb flinch, and she refused to lower his hand from her cheek for now. That simple touch was all Red needed to be shown that Max was regaining his counciousness.

Jacob greeted the man, earning back a mute 'hey', which was still better than nothing. "Dont force yourself." Blackwood added in a soft tone, inspecting those blue eyes. They'd have time to talk all they wanted, once Max was healed. The woman turned her head gently towards Jacob, holding now the French's palm in both her hands still at her face's level. She glared at Pierce for a moment, searching for any signs of happiness on his face before looking back at the cop. One could tell right now how exhausted they all were, some physically, some mentally. "You can go back to sleep, Max. We're not leaving you alone." Ruby looked determined, in a caring way, to keep the man safe, and she was sure Jacob planned on doing the same. She entwined her fingers with Max's, letting a hand brush his hair once again, only to reassure him that he was not alone.

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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]Thank god the nurse was understanding. What would have happened if she didnt allow the two to see Max, Ruby couldnt think of. She was not in the right state and shape right now to just threaten the nurse or get what she wanted by violence, and if anything needed negotiating, Ruby could only resort to begging right now.

As Jacob pleaded himself, the hospital staff member accepted to allow the two's visit now, and walked them towards the cop's room. Ruby put her free hand over the one linked with Pierce's , holding the man's hand there in a more relieved way. The nurse didnt bring any bad news, so that was the greatest silence today.

Arriving at the French's room, Ruby's fingers closed more around the mercenary's hand, somehow trying to gather her own strength to step into the room. She took a deep breath, feeling like she was about to take some sort of leap of faith. Jaacob pushed the door slowly, no haunting creek to wake up any souls, no voices from the other side, only the beeping of a heart monitor. On the spot, Red loved that sound. It was way too reasurring. But her eyes, settling on the patched up, tubbed and asleep Max, harbored less worried tears. He was out of danger, wasnt he? Never letting go of Jacob, a hand moved from his knuckles onto his arm, grabbing it gently. They shouldnt make too much noise, if any at all. But the sight was painful, knowing someone could be so hating of their friend...infuriating!

The blonde moved closer to one of the bed's sides, after slowly letting go of Jacob, and raised her shaking hand to caress Max's forehead softly, with a light touch. But what if there were consequences? Ruby quickly pulled her hand back, before her fingertips could reach his skin, scared that she might hurt him somehow. She looked at the curly haired man, an undefined feeling in her expression. Or at least, she couldnt name it.

Not bearing it anymore, the incapacity of making sure Madden was really there, not some hallucination, the woman found herself gently brushing her hand underneath Max's, on the sheets, surprisingly calming down some more. She held his palm in hers, slowly beginning to lower herself on her knees, just looking at the man's face for any trace of..anything while her arm rested on the edge of the bed with her chin on top of it.

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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]This is down right degrading, weak. Your cut breathing and silent sobbing is embarrassing, Blackwood. You're nothing, you're soft. They're nothing, and parasites to your emotional immunity. A deep, yet soft as a caress, voice sounded in the woman's mind, the voice of her father, spilling his 'supportive' words, always trying to test her loyalty, to lure her back, even when he wasnt physically present. Red had no idea why his ideals haunted her, and did not believe a word, but it was just so easy to have a moment of weakness..

Same. If Jacob hadnt already proven how much he cared, this simple word would have betrayed it all. The only consolation Ruby could feel at the moment, was that maybe she wasnt weak..alone. The man who clung to keep Madden out of danger, lowered himself at her level too, leaning against her frame. Oddly enough, his small hug attempt felt comforting, reasurring. Safe. The woman seemed to always feel protected in their company, but right now she wished Max could experience the same thing.

Warm, the feeling of security battled her uncertainties, yet victory was not in sight. She just couldnt feel any sort of peace until a doctor came and told them Max was fine. And yet, not even a nurse passed by. Was the staff doing this torture on purpose? Nevertheless, no one was going anywhere. And neither was she, nor Jacob. Ruby squeezed her eyes shut, her tears being forced down her pale skin while her chest still rose at an uneven pace just as she brushed her hand away from her forehead, onto her cheekbones to wipe away the marks of her emotions. "I shouldnt be crying. Shouldnt have done this when you were in there either. I'm sorry. I just.." Blackwood tried to explain her breakdown, unsure if Jacob even knew what happened with her in the break room, when he got poisoned. Somehow, she just tried to tell herself she was stronger, but with Pierce holding her close, her strength just..crumbled away. It felt like she didnt need it around him, or Max. "I dont want to lose you two." And that was the point, when she said fuck it.

Fuck this shit.
Fuck it all.
Ruby didnt care anymore of any consequences, anything. She wasnt going to wait until those two were on the verge of dying again to let them know they were loved, as much as they were. The blonde wrapped her arm around Jacob's middle too, behind him, while leaning her legs against the floor, sitting sideways and just hugging him.

Dependent.

Her hand grabbed his shirt gently, more to reasure herself that he wasnt leaving; exactly where Madden had earlier grasped the cloth and threatened to never let go again. Her face was burried into the crook of Pierce's neck, and with her eyes still closed, she forced herself to stop crying.

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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]Now, that was more like it. Finally a nice, not really difficult but at least not boring - mission, was given to the Israeli assassin to be completed. Not that she complained about whatever other tasks she had been assigned to perform until now, no. But apparently, when you pissed Ryan off somehow, ypu got grounded. And grounded good, since that meant the Head of Enigma will only give you missions such as "go fetch me some vodka" ,"go fetch more vodka" , or just generally boring, lifeless stuff like clean the weapons, sort the knives etc etc.

Yes, the main reason why Ruby had been somewhat "grounded" , scolded a bit actually, was because she placed a pink tiara on Ryan's head while he was passed out drunk on the couch, and took pictures of him like that. But that wasnt even the mistake, that was because she developed the photos and pinned them on Enigma's panel (where they made sketches, threw knives at the profile picture of Shaun Bianchi, and all that) so everyone could see and laugh at them.

Not like that stopped Ruby from fucking around with others' nerves anyway. But now, when her superficial week of being grounded (family terms, since Enigma was a big, dysfunctional family) was over, she had to stretch out of her comfort zone and grab a weapon. The target? Some owner of a jewellery store, a sketchy guy really. Enigma thought he might have some..unfair trades, under the table, be those related to whatever false jewel dealer, or just plainly unfair business. Nevertheless, Ruby had to drag the guy out of the game, out of the business.

Armed with two pocket knives yet no gun (it was not a distance job, nor was the target expected to be armed) , one in her boot and the other in her leather pants' pocket, Blackwood arrived at the boutique, offering a small smile to the woman behind the counter, and asked for directions to the bathroom. The lady was kind enough to show her, before returning to her duties. It seemed to be the end of her shift, and another woman took her place soon after, not knowing about the blonde in the building. But now they had another visitor, so it didnt matter anyway.

Once in the restroom, the woman sheated her hands using a pair of latex gloves, and put her hair up in a ponytail, holding one knife in her hand. She had paid attention to the way here, memorised how another office, marked Employees Only, was close to the bathroom. That must be the office of the guy, since there were no other doors.

And with no hesitation, the blonde knocked once, before allowing herself in and closing the door as she found it. "Can I help you? This is a staff only area, miss." The man's deep voice could be heard, but it didnt take long until he was left breathless. Lifeless. Ruby was not one to talk during work, not when she didnt personally know the target. And a slice to the throat was all it took to get this job done. Now came the tricky part: hiding the body.

"Where the hell.." Mumbling to herself, Red cleaned her knife off of blood by wiping it against the guy's suit, and pocketed it afterwards. She bent the body, off from his chair and crouched the man under his desk, stuffing him there with no grace. There was enough evidence to accuse some worker of this murder, it has been taken care of in the previous days. There were not video cameras in this office, nor the corridor, so that was a good bonus. But there was a camera in the store itself, and it all showed on the desktop on the wooden desk here. "Corpse, stay. Good corpse." Yes, she found herself making dog jokes on her own, and even pointing her index at the folded body, but no one was there to question her sanity anyway. Ruby took off her gloves, stuffing the most bloody one inside the other and dumped them into the trashcan of the office. They were latex, no fingerprints on those, and the blood was all his anyway. More evidence against the workers here.

But while she randomly, maybe curiously threw a glance at the desktop, Ruby spotted an employee, dragging some girl, or teen by her arm into the office. Wait, here?? Shit, shit, shi "Move, deadass." She muttered, fully aware that the guy was..yeah. She shoved two kicks with her boots to push the man better under the desk, so no limb would be seen and nothing would be questioned. Ruby sat in his chair casually, like she belonged there, and watched the two females enter the office.

The blonde adopted a sudden seriousness, pretending to be looking over some random papers on the desk. "Yes? Sorry, he went out for a break, some phone call, anyway. What seems to be the problem? I'll deal with it, and you're free to return to your place while I do so." Confidently, with an air of stability, Ruby rolled her eyes at first, to appear annoyed by her fake boss' break time, and then raised a brow curiously at the employee. Why was she bringing this teenage girl here? Red also hadnt seen this woman before, so she might be the second shift. Good.

Blackwood sat up from her desk, avoiding to stumble due to some hand laying at het feet, and rounded the desk, leaning against it's face, arms crossed at the two. Playing superior never got questioned, so that seemed to be her plan.

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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]So great. The victorious feeling, rumbling in Ruby's body, she felt so excited that this prank turned out to be great, it was really really pleasing.

Poor Dan didnt see it coming. If the green dye was nothing, then the bowl of glue, confetti and glitter would sure make up for it. Ruby tilted her head, smirking like one big devil she was. "HA!" The blonde let out a successful cry, her fists flying into the air and she threw her head back into her pillow, laughing hysterically like no other maniac did before. She was laughing so bad, she literally burst into tears. Her whole body was shaking, a hand covered her forehead, while the other rested on her spazzing stomach. "Oh my god, your face." The blonde tried to say, through laughing and trying to breathe. It will sure take Aidan a few more baths to get the glue out of his hair, and even more for the dye to fade. But was it worth it? Oh, entirely.

[attr="class","mswtas"]

[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]The plaque on the door? There was no frickin' plaque on the door! She only entered this office because Timmy told her specifically that this was Mr Madden's workplace. Fucking brat, that boy will get his ass kicked sooner or later.

Ruby adjusted her position in the seat, raising herself to sit correctly now with her legs crossed. This guy towered over the desktop like this was his office or something, who the hell did he think he was? Red was not phazed at all. She raised a brow skeptically, but more taken aback by his way of just ordering her around. Also threatening. Wasnt that punished by law, verbal abuse? Physical too if he dared to push her out of the office. The blonde stared at this man, squinting now as she found him way too hostile for her liking. "Excuse me? I feel the need to say that I did not fuck around in here." Yet, you fuckin moron. She was obviously still holding onto that plan of cornering Max here and having her way with him. On this moron's fucking desk if he continued with the hostility. "Yeah well I asked your name first." No you didnt, Ruby, drop the pride you idiot.

The woman moved a hand to her back, stuffing the paper plane better behind the leather chair and her dress' material, in case this guy ever thought about inspecting her. She might have ruined a file from a case, but it wasnt her problem so he could fuck off. "Look, we've obviously started off on the wrong foot.." Yeah, be diplomatic, you're not a Right Hand for nothing. Blackwood extended her hand towards the man, in an attempt of a handshake. But it was really up to him if he complied or just dragged her out of his chair by that hand.

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