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"Couldn't we have done this somewhere classier? Maybe in a restaurant or a hotel? Not some beaten down church." Evelynn eyes the place disgustingly, although she has to give kudos to the architecture. It was absolutely beautiful. Sadly, the pews were in shambles, dust-gathering everywhere. Debris all over the place. It would be nice to get married here, Evelynn's eyes narrow at the thought. She scoffs, the day she gets married was the day the world collapses in itself. She forgoes her thoughts to appreciate the stained glass art on the windows. It was intricate and elaborate.


"My apologies but if I knew I was going to have a guest, I would have prepared somewhere better" Chrollo throws back the terms previously said by Evelynn. "Find a place comfortable for you"


"Is this everyone?"


"No, not really. The others were in the other possible locations of the skull"


"Ah, yes. They do switch places every time and if you tried to infiltrate one, they'd change it entirely, transporting it to a new continent."


Chrollo hums, "Yes. Although, how do you know this?"


"We're going to start the interrogation, now?" Evelynn's green eyes observe the way Chrollo looks down on her from the elevated piece of floor, looking like a king as he sits down on the presider's chair. She didn't like any part of this, she could choose not to respond and waste energy fighting and being hunted down by the phantom troupe or she could cooperate, tell them information that she didn't even care about, and hurt her pride by doing what he's asking of her.


"It's not an interrogation, you can choose not to answer" If she was a fool he would have believed him but the look in his eyes told her to not answer was go through a bothersome situation. She eyes the other members with him, the clown perched on a window ledge, the pink-haired woman behind Chrollo, the small man and tracksuit guy sitting together in the corner. She could fight them but she doesn't know their nen abilities, and it would put her at a disadvantage if there was someone with an ability she had a weakness too. There was also the other members to worry about. Evelynn could weigh the possibilities more but the outcome was obvious.


"Fine. I know about it because I have been.....entertaining the young son of the Furacking family."


"So, you're basically a whore?" Feitan snidely remarked.


"Whores do it with whoever because they have no choice and need money. I might want the money but I have a choice plus he had a pretty face. Gave me everything I asked for, he was a good boy" The ravenette purred. "I'd rather die than let a pig touch me. I have standards"


"Then what were you doing massacring everyone in his estate?" Phinks asking, actually curious.


Evelynn shrugs, " He was being a bitch. Telling me that I shouldn't sleep with other men, wanted to get married. So, I bashed his pretty face in and murdered everyone else as they were trying to kill me"


"You've been together for a long time?" Chrollo enquires.


Evelynn was encircling the church, following the mini-story in the church's glass art. In the middle of the field of flowers were a man and a woman, facing each other and holding hands. Evelynn stares at the woman's white gown with an indescribable look in her eyes. She snaps from her daze, remembering where she was, and answers Chrollo's question.


She shakes her gently, "Barely a month"


"What did you mean "you're not alive"?"


Evelynn chuckles, sitting down in the only pew that was in a better state than its neighbors. "Heading to the hard questions, are we? This is one of the questions I have to pass on. It will take too long and I have no motivation to explain."


"Alright, tell me what your powers then. I suppose that is fair trade"


Amused at the way Chrollo is milking her for information because of this 'interrogation' "Your followers said it themselves, didn't they? I have no nen, what makes you think I have powers?"


"When I spent a night with you, the next day, I felt a supply of nen greater than I ever had but after I felt fatigued, worse than I had ever felt. Earlier, I had also noticed that when Feitan was trying to restrain you his hand just went through your neck like smoke"


Hisoka's eyebrows shot up at this newfound information. A greater supply of nen, Hisoka silently moans at the thought of acquiring this 'supply'. His interest in this woman grew exponentially. Hisoka reckons, Oh the things, I could do~ I can even take two members at once~♥️ . Hisoka eyes her curvaceous figure, I would even enjoy her taste.


"Seems like you already summarized my abilities. I don't need to add anything to this"


"I do need confirmation if my speculation is correct"


"Aside from the fine details, you have everything down. Does that mean I can leave now?" Her eyes widen in expectation, truly hoping the permission to leave will arrive.


"I'm afraid, no"


"Ugh! Annoying. Let me go!!" She stomps her heeled shoe to the ground to display her irritation in being held here against her will.


Chrollo chuckles with mirth, "This is an unexpectedly childish side"


"Uuughhh...This is so annoying! I've been nice and answered your questions. Now, for fuck's sake, let me go!" She waves her arm around to emphasize her point, kicking the rubbles to show her dissatisfaction with the situation.


Chuckles settling down to an amused smirk (even Phinks and Feitan were showing signs of being entertained by her display along with the clown and the other girl), "...No"

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