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 [right][b]Interactions:[/b] Britney [@Punished GN], Leon & Lynette [@AtomicEmperor]
[code]The Temple[/code][/right][hr]
Linqian flinched slightly when Britney grabbed her and pulled her away, but didn't resist or shake her off. Her own words, letting slip something she hadn't wanted to, was enough to make her start to cool off. She was still glaring up at Leon.

[color=CD5C5C]”Sure,”[/color] Linqian said stiltedly to Britney. She didn't like to accept help for something like this, and there was that fear it would be used against her… but Jinhai had thought highly of Britney and had trusted her. Linqian trusted his judgement more than her own. 
[color=CD5C5C]”Alright.”[/color]

Of course, then Leon opened his mouth and started spewing off absolute bullshit that had Linqian's just barely suppressed anger threatening to burst out again. She let out a short laugh. If Britney hadn't been holding onto her, Linqian would've gone right back over to him to slam a burning fist in his face.

[color=CD5C5C]"Or what, Leon?"[/color] Linqian sneered. She wanted to hear what he'd had to say before he was interrupted by his mother. She dropped the hand covering her face, wiping away the water that had pooled in the corner of her eyes - from anger, of course, nothing else. [color=CD5C5C]”Can't say it now that mommy's told you to stop?”[/color]

Did he really think St Portwell was the only place they could build a life? That they'd just gone off somewhere else and not tried? That the place where their parents had been brutally killed, where they'd had to fight an interdimensional threat just to survive, could feel like home? No, her parents house in St Portwell hadn't felt like home long before Jinhai was gone too. Their small apartment in San Francisco, where her brothers had to share a small bedroom and hers was practically a closet, had been home. Until someone had died in it too, that was. 

The only people who could think money was so unimportant were those that weren't lacking in it. 
 
Her anger, still burning, was practically shocked out of her by the lengthy, creepy speech that Leon's incredibly hot mother made. The cult invitation was like a bucket of freezing cold water putting out the fire of her rage, completely cooling it down. Britney's fingers dug into her arm and Linqian grimaced, but still didn't shake her off - now in a state of shock rather than anger. What the fuck had she just listened to? They were counted as their extended family? Place their names in a book that looked like it'd crumble under one touch? Unironically speaking like a noble addressing her peons? 

Like hell did Linqian hurt with them. Her hurt was her own and they could fuck right off.

[color=CD5C5C]”Y'know what, I'm good,[/color] Linqian snorted, rolling her eyes at the ridiculousness of it all. She was tempted to write down someone else's name, like Sloane's, but decided against it. Not because she felt it was wrong, just too much effort. [color=CD5C5C]"I got all my frustration out, I'm going to get help with my car, and I don't have time for anymore commitments.”[/color]

She also really didn't want to stay here any longer, because of Leon's stuck up ass and his mother's creepy (if sexy) cult vibes. The ancient tome full of personal details was the icing on the cake.

When Leon explained what had happened, Linqian couldn't help but roll her eyes multiple times. So she'd been right. Alizée had started a fight, hadn't backed down, and had gotten killed for it. Honestly Linqian was surprised this hadn't happened years earlier. She held her tongue, just because she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

She was curious about what they'd do with Alizée's body too… not that she actually cared about Alizée.

[color=CD5C5C]”Once you get your answer, can we leave?”[/color] Linqian said quietly to Britney, leaning in towards her. [color=CD5C5C]”I feel like we'll be forced to sign up if we're here much longer.”[/color]