Sable's Experiences

[Reeves]

Rather abruptly the door slid open, and the soft thumps of a person's feet strode out from beyond the threshold of the previously locked room. Whoever it was, they were standing directly in front of Olivia, one of her pursuers perhaps? No, they would have no reason to be reaching for her face in a manner that was not aggressive, let alone hooking a finger under her chin to bring her head back into conformity with proper posture. Contrary to what she must have believed in the moment, she had lucked out twice now. Of all the rooms she could have buzzed the door of, she had buzzed the door of a well known and rather notorious terrorist that she'd shared civil conversation with in the past. "I wish you had told me you were coming, I'd have bought you something nice to wear and taken you somewhere more.. flattering than this." It almost sounded like he was amused having said that, promptly looking between his impromptu visitor and the two men, one of whom was armed. He didn't so much as offer the other strangers a second glance, nor an attempt at explanation. He just shot them both, and despite his gun being holstered unlike the already raised sidearm held by the sharply dressed pursuer, he was an order of a magnitude quicker. In a way, it hardly seemed fair for either of them to have pursued so well only for it to have turned out this way. But Damian knew better than to leave traces of his pastimes. Now there was just the looming question of whether or not he actually intended to help her, to which he didn't offer any immediate answers beyond holstering what seemed like a custom-built revolver.

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