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Cruella's lip twitches into something similiar to a smile. "You do not have as much faith that she can be found as the vigilantes who stormed through my door?" Her tone approving, "Smart witch.

As smart as you are, I'm sure you can understand why I would not want to give up that information. I am not one to underestimate the value of information, you see."

She tilts her head, her tone conversational. "Tell me, darlings, if you care so much for your - Boo, was it? - how was I able to keep her for so many months without anyone noticing? I have come in a few times to check and make sure no one had noticed her gone and as as best I could tell, no one had."

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"Doors sometimes stop working for people for a while," she replies with forced calm. "We were worried, but we knew it could happen and there was nothing we could do about it."

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"Mmm." Cruella nod thoughtfully. "Is that how you live with yourself?

Abandoning a child you care for.." she shakes her head and makes a 'tsk'ing noise. "That's almost worse than any physical harm."

She looks at Demeter now, "Wouldn't you agree?"

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The floor of the Bar trembles and the air smells heavy as it would before a summer storm and when she speaks again, her voice is old and full of power,

"You abducted a child, mortal, you have nothing to speak of."

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Cruella may look startled for a moment, but it passes remarkably quickly.

Slowly, "Perhaps.

Then again, maybe what I did was in the best interest of the child. Why it just doesn't seem right that someone can come in and take a child so easily.

Think of this as a test of your security."

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Coreen leans down, eyes bright and whispers. "I have no qualms taking you out side, duct taping you to a tree, pelting you with potatoes until you're nice and squishy on the inside and leave you for the demon bunnies once they find the little girl. So, I'd keep the bitchy and..really not witty comments to myself."

She leans back up, and smiles easily to the group.

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Cruella tilts her head.

"My, my. You are all so passionate. It's unfortunate that you aren't as aggressive about keeping you children safe as you are about getting them back once they've left you."

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AndrAIa splutters as anger and the overwhelming urge to throttle the woman in front of her wells up. Her grip on Enzo's shoulder tightens, and vaugely, she's aware of the spines digging into her other palm.

"You have no right to say that. You're the one that kidnapped an innocent child on a crazy whim."

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Green starts to creep up and around Cruella as Demeter calls to the plants in Greek to wind and wind about this kidnapper.

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Cruella looks down calmly and then back up at Demeter. "Did the witch lose her temper?" Her tone becomes slightly condescending, "I thought you wanted everyone to stay calm. You wouldn't want to be a bad example for the other mortals would you?"

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"You'll be lucky if she just wraps you in vines enough to shut you up. She's got a lot more patience not to choke you to death."

Which...given the correct timing, Coreen would be all for.

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Demeter doesn't bother answering and soon the vines completely twine around Cruella especially over her mouth,

"I tire of your talking and you will stay here until Boo returns."

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a1enzo

Enzo isn't speaking anymore. If he does, he knows, he will snap. He's taking deep, steady breaths instead. 1... 0... 1... 0... 1... 0...

AndrAIa's fingers on his shoulder are starting to hurt. Good. It's something else to focus on.

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Coreen shakes her head. It's a little easier to think now that the woman is quiet. She checks the time, and realizes that she needs to at least have something to nibble on for the baby; it'd also do a lot of good to distract everyone right now.

"Snacks? Anyone want some snacks, something to drink? Something to do with your hands?"

Besides punch Cruella of course, guys!

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a1enzo

0... 1... 0... okay, shoulder really kinda hurting now...

Coreen is talking. Snacks! Yes! Snacks are a nicer distraction than pain.

"Uh, sure," he says, wriggling in AndrAIa's grasp. "Spicy microchips? And a code cola."

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Enzo squirms under her hand, and very suddenly she realizes how tightly she's holding onto him. Releasing the younger sprite's shoulder, she sends him a vaguely concerned look.

"Sorry, Sprout."

It takes her another moment to realize snack requests are being taken, and her attention flickers to Coreen.

"Some Paradoxes would be nice."

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Demeter gives them a strange look,

"Eat and I'll keep watch."

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Coreen looks at Demeter. "We've got to have some sort of distraction...or someone's going to kill her outright. If we decide to do that later, it's got to be on all of our terms. For now, snacks'll work."

She turns to Enzo. "Would you mind helping me carry the snacks?"

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"Sure."

He gives AndrAIa a small smile, to show her he's okay, and heads for the Bar with Coreen.

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Coreen walks closely to Enzo on the way to the Bar, and quickly places the order.

A game box shows up first.

"Well...wasn't expecting that...it's Monopoly?"

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Enzo gives a weak laugh. "Think she's trying to tell us something?"

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Coreen snorts for a laugh, "Must be. And there's the food. Good."

She takes the game board and balances about half the snacks.

"Can you grab the rest?"

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a1enzo

"Got it."

Yay, foodstuffs.

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Having done a few ten counts to reign in her anger, AndrAIa moves to assist Enzo and Coreen with the foodstuffs as they arrive. Spotting the box in Coreen's hands, she quirks a brow.

"What's with the game?"

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