"Maze, I did not come here to cause problems." Eve stated kindly and matched the demon's challenging glare with a soft, apologetic look. A slightly interested, highly concerned Trixie crossed her arms and stepped closer to the two women who clearly seemed to have bad history with each other.
"Maze, who's this?" The young Decker asked. The demon kept up with Eve's stare, but regarded Trixie.
"Don't worry about it-" Maze began, before being interrupted.
"Hi, I'm Eve. It's nice to meet you again, although I wish it was under better circumstances because-" Eve began ranting, before Trixie stopped her.
"Where do you live?" Trixie questioned immediately, causing Maze to lift an unamused eyebrow.
"...I'm not sure yet." Eve answered honestly.
"Where are you from?" Trixie asked.
"Far, far away. You see, I managed to esc-" Eve was about to answer, before being interrupted by Trixie again.
"Keep the commentary to yourself, lady." Trixie responded, before leaning against the wall of the hallway.
"I suppose some things never change..." Eve mumbled calmly, as the young Decker was scrambling her brain to figure out why an odd sense of deja vu was washing over her.
"Have you ever been married?" Trixie prodded.
"Yes, we just weren't right for each other and-"
"Enough!" Maze cut both of them off, before she felt something went on her hands. Looking down at her hand, she noticed she had clenched her Shuriken to hard, causing the other sharp points of the Chinese star to dig into her skin until as a result, droplets of blood were splattering on Maze's wooden floor.
"Maze! You're...leaking..." Eve said in a naive manner and grabbed a hold of Maze's hand, completely disregarding that a sharp weapon was only mere centimeters away from her throat.
"Don't...!" Maze shouted angrily and swiped her hand away from Eve's grasp, causing both Trixie's and Eve's eyes to widen. "...Touch me..." the demon mumbled angrily, before she walked towards the kitchen to look for duct tape, a.k.a, the demon form of band-aides. Eve followed suit, but an intelligent Trixie decided to stay behind in the living room and attempt to eavesdrop on the two women. What could she say? Old human habits died hard, especially if they were developed as a young child.
Maze, not knowing the basics of first aide despite all her time on planet Earth, turned on the sink faucet water and let it run over her small, puncture wound. Eve looked sympathetically at her. When Maze's gaze slowly fixed on Eve, she became angry.
"Don't look at me like that." Maze warned, before looking back down at her wound. "I don't need your pity..." The demon finished her statement with a mumble. Eve sighed and attempted to shoot the demon a friendly smile.
"Look, Maze. I know it's been a while-"
"Ten years." Maze interrupted Eve as she turned off the faucet water and began looking through her kitchen cupboards for duct tape. Eve sighed and looked down in a guilty matter, not being able to look at the demon in her eyes.
"Ten years, yes." Eve said, however, for all the she had went through, it seemed like eons. "But Maze, you need to understand that I've come to-"
"Save it." Maze interrupted as she finally found some duct tape and rolled it around her hand. Eve tilted her head curiously at the demon's actions.
"Is that...how humans heal themselves?" Eve asked, genuinely curious.
"Somewhat." Maze replied, before biting off the last piece of duct tape and pushed it down on her wound. All was right again. All, except for well, the woman that had managed to break her heart standing in front of her inside the demon's apartment.
"Maze. I know this is all of a sudden, but, we do need to talk. I've..." Eve looked down again and began fumbling with her hands. "I've really missed you..." The last four words that escaped Eve's mouth made Maze clench her jaw and glare daggers at the dark-haired woman, but deep down inside, she felt that those old wounds that she had manage to stitch up over the past decade were slowly becoming undone.
"Well that's a shame, because I haven't missed you." Maze replied coldly, almost robotically, causing Eve to look up at her with a hurt expression etched on her face. After all she had gone through to get where she was at, with just a matter of a few words, the demon managed to make her feel like complete and utter shit.
"I um, suppose I'll let this all sink in... uh, I'll be around..." Eve said as this was just all too much to handle, before turning around and began walking out of the kitchen. Before she could leave, however, Maze spoke up.
"Eve."
"Yes?" Eve stopped, but didn't turn around.
"When Trixie, the uh, teenage human, asked you where you were from, what were you going to say?" Maze asked. As she heard the question, Eve froze and closed her eyes, feeling a chill run down her spine as a quick flashback of the last ten years replayed in her mind.
"...Hell." Eve replied slowly. She turned her head halfway to regard the demon. "I'm back, from Hell."