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"Hey. Girl. How come you getting gloves but the rest of us have to freeze?"

Gloves was silent. The inmate glared at her.

The facility she was currently in was for petty crime.

She did not understand why they put her there.

She was dangerous... to everyone. 

"Hey! I'm talking to you bitch!"

Still no response. 

A shove - Gloves fell into the snow of the jail's courtyard.

"No fighting!" A warden screeched at them, before turning back to his TV.

The inmate - whose name was Blink for her speed of theft - sneered maliciously.

"I want those gloves. My fingers need to be warm, you see."

She leaned close to Gloves.

"So I can steal yer pretty heart right out - and crush it."

Gloves looked up - what was this murderous intent?

Blink cackled loudly - and then set upon Glove's life in jail an utter hell.

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"You fail. The pig is far too over cooked."

Gloves blinked - why had she not thought of this?

She returned to Hisoka - who rolled his eyes.

"I told you - control."

"If only I could!" Gloves yelled, and glared.

Hisoka grinned. "That's quite a nice expression there."



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