"Here comes Lovely," he muttered. Shi looked curiously over at him, then out into the distance of the graveyard. That was one thing that continued to amaze her - how acute his senses were.

"Lovely?" She asked after a moment, turning her gaze towards Graverobber once more. He moved down off the tomb he'd been lounging on.

"Another graverobber," he began, "she used to be a RepoWoman, but after they assigned her a kid, she left."

"GeneCo would do that to a child?" The question was out of her mouth before she thought it through; of course they would. These were, after all, the same people who more or less destroyed her life before she was born. Graves merely sniggered at her and reached to muss her wig.

"You'll learn one day."

A twig snapped a few feet ahead of them, and then a petite woman appeared. She was even smaller than Shilo, but the way she carried herself made her seem ten feet tall. The two pony tails on top of her head reminded Shi vaguely of some movie she'd seen years and years ago, one nearly as dark and bloody as her new life was, and her eyes shone brightly in the darkness.

"Fancy meeting you here, Robby," she purred, leaping deftly onto the slab he'd so recently vacated. Her voice was silky, almost musical. Shilo wondered if her mother had spoken like that when she was alive.

"Its a graveyard, I'm just doing my job." His signature smirk rested on his lips, and Lovely chuckled.

"I cleaned this one out months ago. Unless GeneCo decided to expand it, you're outta luck."

Her gaze suddenly turned to Shilo. "Ho ho, what have we here?" She slid off the tomb and circled Shi like a vulture, "Unless I'm mistaken, you're Shilo Wallace." The way this woman said her name made her uneasy; she seemed even more like a predator.

"I am. What's it to you?" She asked, sounding much braver than she felt. She noticed Graverobber raise an eyebrow at her tone.

"Play nicely, now. I was just curious, is all. How'd you end up with Robby here?"

"I..." Shilo glanced over at him, "He's training me. I'm, uhh, his apprentice I guess..." Color crept into her cheeks, and she tried to make herself as small as possible, suddenly regretting trying to intimidate this woman - all Lovely had to do was put her hands on her hips and she was terrified. She understood why GeneCo would've wanted her as Repo.

"Is he now? And why the act of charity, Robby?" Lovely turned to him and cocked her head slightly. Shilo turned to look at him as well. She'd often wondered the same thing.

Graves was now leaning on a tall tombstone, resting his elbow against a higher point of it. He gave a small shrug, and pursed his lips thoughtfully. "Guess you could say I have a soft spot for orphans in need." Barely a second had passed before he turned his Zydrate eyes on Lovely specifically. "What're you doing here if you already cleared it?"

"I got a nice little spot for myself set up in here now. Saw you coming, thought there couldn't be much harm in saying hi to an old friend."

He was off the stone now, his hand at Shilo's elbow, "We were a lot of things, Lovely, but friends was never one of them." They began to edge towards the door of the graveyard, much less cautious than when they'd entered now they knew just how lax the security was (which Shilo was thankful for; she'd likely be washing dirt out of her wig for the next couple weeks).

"I'll be seeing you again soon," Lovely called to them. Shilo heard Graves mutter something, but she couldn't make it out. The door slammed shut behind them, and she once again found herself crawling close to the ground.

...

"Told you so." Graves was smirking at her again, leaning against the door of the shower. Shilo tried to glare at him, but couldn't help but grin. Though the withdrawls had been hell, she now had all of her father's medicine out of her system, and her once bald head was covered in about an inch of soft, slightly curly auburn hair. She couldn't stop running her hand over it.

"Keep rubbing it and it might all fall out again."

"No it won't," Shilo tried to sound confident, but she pulled her wig back on, just to keep from proving him right again.

"Are you ready, now? Its almost dusk, and the alley's gonna be swarming by the time we get there."

He was gone out of the doorway before she could say anything, so she settled for sticking her tongue out at his back. She turned and finished dressing herself; no longer in the short, frilly things her father had given her, but a more practical set of tight pants, flat-footed boots, and a thick hooded shirt. What she really wanted was a coat, like Graverobber's, but according to him, she had to earn that.

The alley was crawling when they arrived; the support group must've let out early tonight. Shilo took her place behind Graves, careful to keep her hood up. She was still wanted for questioning, and neither were too keen on the idea of any GeneCo employees getting ahold of her. As soon as the first Scalple Slut noticed them, they were swarmed.

"What does Zydrate come in, everyone?" He asked in his classic, overdramatic manner. As one, they all replied, "A little glass vial!" One particularly ballsy one, a regular by the name of Star, started pawing Graverobber's leg and purring (though to Shilo she just sounded like a drunk dummy).

"Come on, Daddy, gimme a glowy kiss..." Graves tossed a look over his shoulder, and Shilo handed him the gun and vial. With a swiftness that she doubted she'd ever master, he'd loaded and shot Star up, moving past her and onto the next girl in a matter of seconds.

"Incredible, isn't he?"

Shilo jumped a mile and looked next to her, only to find Lovely standing there. "The way he controls them, I swear he turns them into Lemmings just looking at them."

"Yeah..." Shi looked in his direction, hoping to catch his eye. She had no idea what to do, and wasn't all that fond of this woman.

"Bet that's why you're so crazy about him, isn't it?"

She jerked her head around and stared at Lovely, "What do you mean?"

The shorter woman draped her arm around Shilo's waist, "Come on, Doll, its so obvious. You're head over heels in lo-"

"He's more like a father to me than anything. I do not have feelings for him."

A chuckle, and Lovely removed her arm, touching Shi the whole time, "That's why they call them 'Daddy Issues,' sweetheart." She slinked into the shadows of the alley just as Graverobber finished the last Slut and came back to her.

A/N: Alrighty loves! Here's a new one for you, my first foray into the world of RTGO! We'll see how this goes. I have a few ideas.

Like it? Love it? Hate it and wish I would die for typing such an abomination? Let me know! Review! :D Anyone who does gets a Glowy Kiss from Graves. ;)