Erin said, "I'd like the job. Do you want me to wear a maid's uniform?" Jeans, shorts, sneakers, and knit shirts make more sense. We need to get some ...roceries for you too."She asked, "Could I have an advance for some clothes and toiletries?" Okay, but no visitors at the house and I don't want you to leave unless you need something in town. I mean it. I don't want anyone else here." I appreciate it. I'll do what I'm supposed to."We took the truck into the Village. I paid for her some clothes. .. it’s too early to tell, though.”“Alright then. Before we start, I just need to bring something up. It didn’t matter earlier, but now that we’re fighting things at or above our level, we need to watch who gets the killing blow. Mason, Sonja and I both have Siphoning Strike, so we should be the ones finishing enemies off. Now if something is about to attack us from behind or anything like that and you can finish it off before it does, then go ahead.”“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about. As Alexis removes her blouse, Olivia notices hundreds of thousands of cuts and scars over her pale flesh. “Wha…” Olivia stammers, ‘So, is she like us?’ the voice in Olivia’s head asks. “I should just-”Alexis begins, but then is cut off. “No its ok.” Olivia removes her jumper, revealing arms covered in interlocking scars. “Just sit down” she rises, placing her hands on Alexis’s red raw shoulders. “Hiiiifff” Alexis hisses as Olivia’s sweaty palms rest upon the morning’s wounds. Olivia quickly. Well, almost. It hasn’t always been this way. At first we were rivals, always trying to look better than the other. Someone even remarked that we were like Oil and Water. But quickly a certain respect grew between us as we got more experience and realized the two of us were both really good at our jobs and better than most of the office. And when we worked together we were really at our best. So the rivalry thing went out the window because deep down we realized we were a team. You might.