"She'll be fine. She's a big girl, she can get herself out of a hole. Besides it's not like she's gonna die down there," Nova replied, pulling out a cigarette. "Just calm the fuck down, man. You want one? Might mellow you out a little.""I'm not sure but I though she'd just get her way out but she isn't moving." He started to shake slightly and looked around at both of them before letting out a sigh. "I don't know what to do she's just laying and who knows what Richard will do if we don't get her out of there." His voice trailed off. He knew that she was to powerful for him at the moment but he didn't like having her in his den. She was in his space and he really wanted her out of there.
"I wasn't asking you, but since you just got slashed to ribbons by Mr. Big, Barbed, and Ugly, I guess you deserve one." Nova went over to Parker and placed the cigarette in his mouth, then pulled out the lighter he'd given her when he first got there and lit it for him.Parker nodded to Aleks to go ahead and administer a healthy amount of peroxide to his still fresh wounds. The water fall of liquid causing him to cringe and grit his teeth. Groaning, he slammed his head against the table and breathed sharply. "I f**king hate this place." The news that Annie had bee trapped in the basement hadn't really held much water for Parker either. He wave off Phillip without looking up and said, "She's a f**king ghost, genius. Just like you." Then a thought hit him. He pushed his head up from the table and asked, "Well, why the hell didn't you help her? You were already down there? What good would we do if you couldn't do it? Go get some rope or something you lazy, little shit." Parker's hand shot up when he thought she was offering everyone cigarettes. "I would LOVE one of those. Just stick it in my mouth." He said as he laid back in the chair and slightly opened his swollen jaw.
"'Course I want it back," Nova replied, taking the cigarette back from him, flicking the ash on the floor before taking another drag herself."He better not die, I already have to deal with you and the others." Aleks said as he threw the now empty plastic bottle into the fireplace. Then Aleks looked towards the new guest, " I am sure she is fine, as long as she is not sleeping that is. " Finally he walked over to nova and took the cigarette from her hands and took a long drag, " Oh, god I really needed that... Sorry for stealing it." Aleks said with a happy exhale, with the smoke blowing down on his now semi-bloodied clothes. He puts the cigarette in the air, the end facing nova. " Want it back? "
"A fair-weather smoker. I got ya. I used to be like that, but it was more because I couldn't afford to than because I didn't want to," she explained, taking a couple more drags and then walking over to drop the spent cigarette in the ashtray.Aleks coughs once nova takes it back, "Sense never, I do it once in a while whenever I feel like. But I do not chain smoke like you." Then he quickly sweeps the ash onto the carpet nearby, " If you are going to flick it on the ground, flick it on the carpet, I can clean it easier."
"She is sleeping just like Aleks said." He was shaking slightly when he reached for the cigarette but that jerk of a man took it. Richards' was happy to see him in pain then the man passed out and that made the moment even better.
Nova pulled out yet another cigarette and handed it over to Phillip, along with the lighter."I'll take one even though it has been a while since I had one." Richard wasn't one to take on human things but considering his cover he might as well. He hadn't enjoyed a cigarette since one of his victims. Then he had an idea. What if he showed Aleks what Richard was really about? What if he showed him the dairy? That would be great to watch his expression as he flipped through the pages of the book, his book. His little memoir of sadistic torture then he'd really know when the last time Richard had used a cigarette and what its really purpose was.
He placed the cigarette between his lips and lit it. The small illumination if it's orange glow revealed several small facial scars. Scars he had gotten from his father when he was a child. He took a long drag on the cigarette enjoying the intoxication. He finally handed the lighter back to Nova then removed the cigarette from his lips and exhaling.
Nova took back the lighter, turning it in her fingers absently as she flipped the top of the pack once again. "There. Now everyone's properly nicotine-d," she remarked, taking out another cigarette for herself. "Although, what someone as fidgety and nervous as you really needs is some green... calm your ass down real quick. Cigs will have to do, though, I haven't been able to get my hands on Miss Mary Jane since I kicked it.""That's much better." His voice was calmer now and he let out a sigh. Richard actually didn't mind acting human again.