Fuck Like Nothing Matters

A hooded figure poked her head out of an alleyway late at night, glancing around with obvious deliberateness. She knew that it was suspicious behaviour to anyone who might have been looking her way, but then again, virtually anything anyone did in Roanapur was suspicious in one way or another. Regardless, it never hurt to be cautious, which was part of how she'd managed to survive Roanapur for so long.

There were three other things that everyone needed in order to survive the city any longer than a couple of days at most: you had to be tough, you had to be smart, and you had to be damn lucky.

For Eda though, she made her own luck.

Confident enough that the coast was clear, she took a step out into the street proper. The simple black of her nun's habit blended in rather nicely with the shadows, only the white inlay of her hood stood out at all. It wasn't the most practical outfit in the world, and not one that she'd have chosen to be working in, but she'd worn it before in the heat of battle and probably would again. It was just unfortunate that she'd been forced to act quickly.

Eda glanced back down into the alleyway behind her. The still warm corpse of some feckless mercenary lay slumped against the wall, poorly concealed behind some bins and boxes. Come morning, or perhaps even sooner, he would surely be found by someone, just another body to add to the pile.

Adjusting her hood a little to better cover her head and her pale blonde hair, Eda turned back to the street and calmly walked away.

She hadn't planned on the killing, she hadn't been ordered to do it, but the man had looked at her in a way that had seemed so much more significant than a mere passing interest.

That was something else one needed to survive Roanapur: a damn good gut instinct.

Eda hadn't known if he'd recognised her somehow, or whether he was intending to simply use her and throw her lifeless body into the bay, but she'd seen the dark intent behind his eyes, felt his gaze pinned to her no matter where she went. So, she'd struck first. She'd lured him on a path that led him down the darkest, quietest alley she knew of and he'd died before he could even reach for his own weapon.

Her shoes clacked quietly against the cobblestone streets, echoing slightly off of the concrete walls in the dead of night. That silence was soon lost however to the throbbing noise and blaring lights that seemed to grow all around her as Eda ventured into the nightlife district. Her destination – her convent and her bed – was on the other side of town, and while she didn't much fancy trekking through all the sleaze and the smells of Roanapur at night, it was arguably safer than taking a more circuitous route around the beating heart of town. After her recent encounter just minutes before, she was more inclined towards safety over comfort.

She eyed a couple of Hotel Moscow's boys loitering near a bar, keeping an eye on proceedings. She knew the Russians to be soldiers to a man, highly disciplined and deadlier still, and while they plied their trade as gangsters now, they – along with the city's other major players like the Triad – were about the closest thing Roanapur had to a real police force. They kept some sort of order amidst the deluge of chaos, even if it was a tenuous and unconvincing one at times. The actual police seemed to be little more than set dressing, an attempt at giving the city a veneer of normalcy, and they could only be counted upon to steer clear whenever the bullets started flying.

Eda likewise gave the gangsters a wide berth as she carried on her way, not keen on drawing any more attention to herself than was strictly necessary. She doubted the Russians would care at all about the life she'd taken that night, but the less questions she had to answer, the better.

Soon enough, she'd reached upon a familiar sight near the heart of the city and perhaps a more familiar sight right outside of it.

"Fuck you, you fucking bastards!"

Eda blinked and looked towards the noise. She could recognise that brunette ponytail and the angry scowl beneath it anywhere:

Revy, the fabled dual wielding gunslinger of Lagoon Company, was snarling at a bunch of gangsters. They were gathered right outside the Yellow Flag Bar, one of the most popular watering holes in the city. Would be patrons skirted around the standoff sheepishly to get inside the bar, unwilling to step into the fray and ask either side to step aside at all.

The gangsters, of which there were six, shouted right back at the angry Revy in what seemed to be Thai. The dispute seemed to be in it's infancy to Eda's eyes. No blood had been spilled just yet.

"Well, well, well." Eda murmured in a chuckle as she approached, hands in pockets as she sauntered right by the gangsters without a second look. "Why am I not surprised to see you getting yourself into trouble?"

Revy spun her angry scowl over on the nun in an instant, but recognised her before she could pull her guns Eda's way as well. "Oh, it's you." She drawled.

"Well, don't get all mushy on me now, Two Hands." Eda smirked. She eyed the gangsters who were still remonstrating with the brunette despite being ignored. "These friends of yours?"

"Fuck off." Revy snapped before sighing. "No idea who they are. Just some dick-less punks who won't take 'fuck off' for an answer."

"That right?" Eda drawled with a smirk. "What's the matter, they didn't offer you enough? What's your going rate again, five dollars a night?"

"Hey, fuck you." Revy scowled.

"What? That too much?"

"Eda …" Revy growled through grinding teeth.

Eda put her hands up with a smirk. "Alright, alright, fine. God, can't take a joke, you."

The blonde looked at the gangsters again who were still making a fair racket. Though very clearly irate, they didn't seem to be quite at the verge of reaching for their weapons just yet. Revy, of course, was seemingly more than happy to nudge them ever closer to that threshold.

"Speak fucking English will you!" Revy snarled at them, throwing spittle.

Yet it was to no avail, the angry Thai tirade just continued.

Revy sighed and eyed Eda suspiciously, ignoring the men once more. "What do you care anyway?"

"I don't really, just asking." Eda shrugged. "The boys not with you?"

"What, Dutch, Benny and all that?"

"Uh huh." Eda nodded again with a hint of a smirk. She knew 'all that' to be Rock, Lagoon Company's latest hire and an apparent thorn in Revy's side. Though Eda suspected that the brunette's irritation with the man was more cover than not.

"You say that like I gotta babysit 'em twenty four seven." Revy scoffed but her brow furrowed deeper. "They're out doing some dull as fuck job, trying to get some weapons or some shit the boring way. Negotiating, Dutch said, or some pussy ass shit like that. I dunno."

The way Revy said 'negotiating' left Eda in very little doubt as to what she thought about the job. Knowing her, Revy would have much preferred to just take the gear by force, with as much gunpowder and property damage as possible.

"Aww, you been benched, Two Hands?" Eda chuckled. "Dutch finally hanging you out to dry?"

"Fuck off!" Revy spat at her. "Course it ain't like that."

"Let me guess, old Dutch thought you'd be too much of a live wire to play nice with all the actual adults in the room, that about right?"

"Eda …" Revy growled dangerously. "Don't push it!"

The nun smirked regardless of the threat. "What? Just reading between the lines, Revy. You out here on your own, drowning your sorrows in your sad little pity party. How many have you actually had by the way? You stink like a brewery."

"You'll be reading my fucking fists if you don't shut up!" Revy reared a fist to fire, but Eda could see the hand swaying a little.

Eda chuckled. "Alright, alright, don't get your panties in a twist, geez."

Revy gave her a quick scowl but quickly opted to drop the matter along with her fist. "Anyway, what are you doing out here, princess?" She spun the question back around. "Thought this'd be well past curfew for you. Doesn't Yolanda tuck you in at night?"

"Ah, you know, I was just in the neighbourhood, doing God's good work." Eda replied sweetly. "Helping the helpless, saving the sinners, that sorta thing."

"Yeah right." Revy scoffed. "You been spreading your legs for any man with a dollar more like."

"Nah, I leave the whore life to you, bitch, suits your style more than mine." Eda smirked, pointedly looking Revy up and down in her sleeveless shirt and much too short jean shorts. There was an awful lot of skin on display.

A hand suddenly appeared on Revy's arm before she could retort to the blonde. One of the Thai gangsters seemed more irate that the brunette had forgotten them entirely.

"Don't fucking touch me asshole!" Revy growled, yanking her arm away and already reaching for her gun.

"Alright, come on Two Hands, reckon you've had enough." Eda swept in quickly to pull Revy back before she could fully draw either of her 'cutlasses'.

"Like fuck I have! Let me go!" Revy growled and struggled against the blonde. It was a testament to how much Revy must have drunk that she wasn't able to shake herself free.

"Uh huh. Whatever you say." Eda nodded with a heavy dollop of sarcasm. "Come on now. Let's get you home before you blow Bao's bar to kingdom come, again."

"Fuck you, you bitch!" Revy spat.

Eda just rolled her eyes as she hauled the thrashing Revy away.

Thankfully, Revy quieted down just as soon as they were out of sight of the gangsters and the bar and – somewhat reluctantly – she let herself be lead home through the neon lit streets.

xxx

Away from the nightlife hotspots in town, the dark of night brought a cool air through the quieter side of Roanapur, cooling the hot streets that had been baking in the sun all day down to a more hospitable temperature. Eda and Revy ambled down one such street, seemingly arm in arm at first glance to any passer-by, but the former was most definitely hauling the latter along.

"Come on, Revy." Eda sighed as she dragged the brunette along. "Work with me here, you bitch."

"Ah fuck off." Came the brunette's slurred response.

Her feet kept catching on discarded bottles and rubble every few paces. The full extent of Revy's earlier drinking had rapidly become apparent once her adrenaline had sapped away. She now struggled to even walk on her own for more than a few paces at a time. Though Eda suspected some of it was just some form of childish punishment Revy was inflicting on the nun for stepping in on her 'fun' earlier.

"That's real nice." Eda drawled with a thick dollop of sarcasm for good measure. "Real nice, that is. I save your worthless hide from getting tanned back there and this is how you thank me?"

"Save me?" Revy scoffed. "The fuck you on about? I would have been just fine and you know it!"

Eda resisted the urge to scoff right back, even as she suspected that Revy was actually right. She knew Revy was a hell of a fighter – she was practically a celebrity among Roanapur's many mercs and gangsters after all – and the more Eda thought about it, the more she realised she'd probably just saved those Thai gangsters from a brutal death at Revy's hands. She'd seen first-hand how Revy had gone up against near impossible odds before and had somehow come out on top.

Still, Revy was pretty damn drunk, even by her usual standards. There was no telling just what that would do to her aim and skill when the bullets started flying. Eda thought it best to err on the side of caution. Besides, as much as Revy would disagree with her, Eda didn't think that gunfights were the solution to every single problem.

"I could just leave you here, you know." Eda mused idly instead of replying, taking an exaggerated look around the uninviting street. "Yeah, how about I just dump your ass right here on the curb? You never know, you might even still be alive come morning."

The nun gave it some serious thought as well. After all, Revy was probably the last person on earth who'd offer to help out a friend in need, so why should Eda go out of her way for her? Even as she considered it though, Eda knew that she wouldn't. She liked to think that she held herself to a slightly higher standard.

"Fuck you. Ain't nothing in this city that can drop me."

Eda snorted. "Yeah, whatever you say, Two Hands."

"What, you think someone out there's better than me? You think I couldn't take the whole damn city on?!" Revy looked up from the ground suddenly, pinning Eda with a fierce glare, one promising retribution.

Eda thought of Hotel Moscow and the Triad, then that crazy maid and those two fucked up kids from a while back, and then all the other mercs and assassins and spies that made the city their home. A handful of punk gangsters were one thing, but Roanapur had an awful lot to throw at anyone. Revy was one of fiercest mercs the city had ever seen, no doubt about it, but at the end of the day she was just one woman.

"Think you'd be mad to try it." Eda scoffed. "You wanna go to war with all of Roanapur next? Don't you have any sane hobbies?"

Revy made a face, one somewhere between disgust and anger, before settling on begrudging acceptance. "Fuck off." She muttered again.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Eda smirked.

They carried on mostly in silence from there, aside from Eda's periodic berating that Revy wasn't picking her feet up enough and the occasional 'fuck off' from Revy of course. Soon enough, they arrived at the doorway to Revy's apartment.

Eda guided Revy over towards the stairs. "Come on then, lift those fucking clodhoppers."

"Hey! These are fucking combat boots, bitch." Revy glowered at the nun.

"Lift your fucking clodhopping, combat boots then."

Revy just grumbled away but she did as she was told, though it was slow going. Again, Eda suspected that she was just being obstinate like a child. Twice Revy slumped into the walls of the stairway, and on the second hit, the stair's bannister jostled loose from its moorings a little.

"Think you'll ever get someplace better than this dump?" Eda asked.

"Fuck off." Revy replied as usual. "It's plenty good enough."

"Well, maybe for a rube like you."

"You want me to throw you down these fucking stairs?"

"What? After I helped drag your drunk ass all the way up them? That's gratitude for you." Eda huffed. "Don't come looking for me the next time you get your ass in trouble."

"Fucking hell, you can be so annoying. Don't get your granny panties in a twist." Revy grumbled.

Finally at the top of the stairs, Revy shrugged Eda off and opened the door to the place. Perhaps she'd finally decided to grow up a little or maybe it was just pure bravado and stubbornness that was doing it, but Eda did think that Revy seemed to move and act a little more sober.

"Come on then." Revy muttered as she sloped inside, flicking the light on as she went.

It was the first time Eda had actually seen the place and it was pretty much what she'd expected to find. Revy's home was like a pigsty, only not as tidy. Empty beer cans and pizza boxes were littered about haphazardly, crockery was gathered unwashed in and around the sink, clothes lay strewn about everywhere and, to crown off the look, a smattering of bullet holes decorated the walls and ceiling in irregular patterns.

"Huh?" Eda blinked slowly as she looked back to Revy.

"You want a fucking beer, don't you?" Revy was already opening the fridge.

"Another one?" Eda followed her inside before she could think better of it. "Don't you think you've had enough already?"

"What's the matter, delicate little nun girl can't handle her drink?" Revy smirked. She brought a couple of cans free from the fridge and tossed one over to Eda.

Eda caught it with ease, eyeing the can's label on instinct. "First of all, fuck you, and second, what is this fucking swill?"

Revy had already opened hers. "Huh?" She murmured between heavy gulps.

"Seriously, this is fucking sewage water." The nun hefted the can like it was a grenade about to blow. "Shoulda just left you at the Yellow Flag if you were hell bent on getting completely wasted."

Though Eda somehow doubted Bao would have put up with the brunette for long. Hell, that was probably why Revy had been outside the Yellow Flag when Eda had found her earlier. She'd probably been kicked out for causing trouble, again.

"Hey! I would have been just fine staying if some bitch hadn't dragged me outta there!" Revy ground her teeth.

Eda sighed, hands on her hips. "You were about to blow your fucking top over nothing. Don't you know anything about self-control?"

"Course I fucking do!" Revy snarled, nostrils flaring a little. "A gunfight's just the thing to blow off some steam, you know that. You expect me to do some yoga or some pussy-ass shit like that?"

"Ok!" Eda chuckled derisively. "So something slightly pisses you off, and your first instinct is to go around and shoot everybody in sight, is that how it works? You're a fucking lunatic, you know that Two Hands? Not everything needs to be a fucking gunfight, you psychopath!"

Revy growled something inaudible as an answer and started pacing back and forth. Her fists opened and clenched multiple times, almost as though grasping for something that wasn't in reach.

"And now I'm all pent up and I gotta- I gotta …" Revy trailed off into a wordless growl, still stomping around.

"Ok, well you have fun with that. I've done my bit. You can go crazy on your own from here. Try not to blow the whole damn street up, will you?" Eda gave her a sarcastic salute and turned to leave. She placed the unopened beer can on the counter on her way to the door.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Revy growled behind her.

"Err, home?" Eda snorted at the question. She turned back to find Revy putting her can down roughly and pacing straight towards her. "Back to my bed. Where the fuck else do you think I-"

"No you're fucking not." Revy cut across her with words and action, slamming a hand on the door Eda was just about to open, blocking her escape.

The nun's gaze fell on Revy's arm that held the door firm, before it wandered up taught muscle to settle on those angry eyes.

"The fuck you playing at, Revy?" Eda growled, unamused.

"Are you fucking simple?" Revy snarled. Her eyes like glowing daggers. "I'm fucking pent up." She stressed the words for emphasis. "And it's your fucking problem. You caused this, so now you gotta deal with it."

Eda took a long, long look at Revy, playing at the tips of her teeth with her tongue. Then she chuckled.

"Well, well, well, always thought there was a bit of dyke in you." Eda drawled with a smirk. "Never thought you'd come right out and say it though."

Revy's eyes narrowed dangerously and she snarled all the harder. "Fuck you! You dragged me out of a perfectly good fight for no goddamn reason! Now you're gonna have to make up for it!"

"Oh am I now?" Eda's smirk only grew. "And how exactly are you gonna make me do that, Two Hands?"

Revy growled something deep and primal in her throat before lunging forward.

In an instant, Eda was shoved back against the door with a slam. Her head snapped back as one of Revy's hands held the nun's throat to the wood in a vicelike grip. The other hand captured one of Eda's hands and held it prisoner above Eda's head.

"The fuck!" Eda coughed, alarmed. She swiftly brought her free hand up to try and wrench Revy's away from her neck, but the brunette would not be moved. "You gone mad, Revy?!"

"Shut up." Revy muttered. She leaned in to half kiss, half bite Eda's jaw and neck.

"Ah! This your fucking fetish?" Eda half laughed in spite of herself, her head pinned back by Revy's onslaught. "Raping a nun up against the fucking wall?!"

Revy's gaze hardened, even as she rolled her eyes dismissively. "Like you're not gagging for it, you wouldn't have come in if you didn't want it, and we all know you're no nun, bitch."

Then something hardened in Eda's own gaze. She dug deep and grunted as she pushed Revy off of her.

Not expecting the sudden resistance, the brunette staggered back a few paces, knocking over empty cans with her heels. She stumbled into a wall down the corridor before steadying herself. Reaching up to wipe at her mouth roughly, Revy's eyes roved over Eda with ravenous intent.

Eda took Revy all in in that moment, her mind working quickly as she searched for every little tell and even the smallest sign of betrayal. The two guns in Revy's holsters sat still and silent however, whilst Eda's own, hidden in the folds of her habit, felt very heavy all of a sudden. She knew she couldn't afford to make a single mistake, not in Roanapur, and especially not with Revy.

"Habit says otherwise, dumbass." Eda scowled as she rubbed at her neck.

Revy snorted derisively. She padded over to where her half full beer can still stood on the counter top. She snatched it up and took a long, slow draught, her gaze glued to Eda the whole time. When she brought the can back down with a slam, she let out a burp.

"You're fucking disgusting." Eda muttered, yet already she was striding forward before Revy could do the same.

"Oh yeah? Wanna go cry to your Sister Superior abou-" Revy couldn't finish her taunt, not before Eda brought their lips crashing together.

"God, do you ever shut up, you fucking bitch?" Eda spat when she came free, her lips wet with Revy's saliva as much as from her beer.

Revy chortled. "Aww, look who's the dirty little dyke now."

"Shut the fuck up, slut." Eda scowled before kissing her again. She somehow ignored the logical part of her mind telling her to run the other way.

Revy soon broke free with another snigger. She leaned back in close, not to kiss or to bite, but to smirk in a most devilish way.

"Make me, bitch." Revy's eyes flashed the unmistakable challenge.

Eda lunged upon her in a flash, one hand on her throat, the other on one of Revy's wrists, like Revy had done to her mere moments before. She pushed the brunette back to collide with the wall there.

Revy coughed and laughed in equal measure. Her eyes burned with a primal fire.

"Where's your bedroom, whore?" Eda murmured, deceptively soft.

Revy nodded towards the door. "Tha- That one." She could barely get the words out with the pressure on her throat, but the growl was unmistakable. "Cunt."

Eda ignored her and roughly hauled her away, pushing Revy through the door first. Like the rest of Revy's apartment, her bedroom was a complete mess, but the blonde was too preoccupied to care.

Before Eda could throw her onto the unmade bed however, and start to act on any of those ideas that were fermenting into life, Revy began to struggle.

"What's the fucking matter with you?!" Eda snarled as she struggled to keep control. She had to use both hands to wrestle with Revy's. "Thought you wanted to get fucked?"

Revy merely growled incoherently as she fought to regain dominance. After a few moments of struggle, she succeeded.

Eda growled a little as she was suddenly thrown face down onto the bed. She made to get straight back up again but the weight of another person was already on her back.

"You don't fucking get it, do you?" Revy growled, her hands already reaching around to grope Eda's chest and groin with a desperate fervour. "I'm the one fucking you here, bitch."

"Fuck!" Eda hissed, fingers curling into the sheets tightly as her nerves sang at Revy's touch.

She knew of a plethora of ways to throw off an attacker, she could have had Revy pinned to the wall or the floor in a heartbeat, but the downright ravenous way in which Revy's hands and mouth sought out the nun's flesh almost made her tremble like jelly. Eda knew this was pure insanity, of all the psychotic, murderous lunatics in Roanapur, Revy 'Two Hands' was up there with the worst of them. To let someone like Revy have free reign of her body was borderline suicidal.

"Heh, see?" Revy chuckled roughly in Eda's ear, one set of fingers firmly wrapped around Eda's vulva and pressing deeper. "You're fucking soaking already."

"Fuck you!" Eda growled, silently cursing her body for betraying her.

Revy laughed cruelly. "Yeah, you're fucking loving this, you dirty slut."

Trapped under her weight and her words, Eda did her best to ignore her. Yet it was an impossible task really. Revy had the most obnoxious personality at the best of times. It was even harder to ignore her whilst those fingers were probing so skilfully, so relentlessly.

Eventually, Revy moved back a little and started impatiently pulling at Eda's clothes. "Get this fucking dress off."

"It's called a habit, you retard." Eda rolled her eyes but duly sat up to shimmy the monochrome uniform off.

Revy snorted once Eda was down to her underwear. "And you call yourself a nun. Thought you were all supposed to have granny panties on? What the fuck is this?" She twanged the back of Eda's sleek black bra. "You side-line as a stripper or something?"

"I wear what I fucking want. What, you upset about that or something? You'd prefer the granny panties instead, would you?" Eda threw a smirk over her shoulder. "Your kinks are fucking gross."

"Fuck off." Revy snapped, shoving Eda back down to the bed.

The nun couldn't help but cackle a little, and she didn't resist as Revy scratched her skin deep as she snatched her underwear away.

Then, Revy's weight was upon her once more and those hands were roving over her body with reckless abandon again. Face down in the sheets, the nun couldn't resist. Most terrifying of all though, she wasn't sure she even wanted to. Eda groaned as Revy's fingers somehow sought out and delved into every sensitive spot, it was almost as if she'd known the blonde's body and all its secrets for years.

For some reason, a part of Eda's mind turned to what she knew of Revy before Roanapur. They'd never spoken about it of course, but Eda had read the files. A few stints in prison stood out most of all, and Eda couldn't help but wonder if Revy had honed each of those skilful fingers on all those unsuspecting cellmates.

Her thoughts didn't linger on Revy's past for long though, not with her hands very much preoccupied with Eda's body in the present. The heat in the bedroom only seemed to rise by the second and Eda was thankful that there wasn't another heatwave on, she wasn't sure she'd be able to cope.

"Fu-u-uck!" Eda groaned, taking a bite into the sheets as two or three fingers slipped into her and pulsed quickly.

"Oh yeah, you like that don't you, you dirty bitch?" Revy jeered in a whisper near Eda's ear.

"Fuck you!" Eda snarled through clenched teeth and cloth.

Revy snickered. "Easy girl, don't make me pull out now."

"Rrrgh!" Eda groaned wordlessly, turning her face deeper into the sheets.

Revy didn't let her lie there for long. Soon enough, Eda felt an arm come up under her shoulder and move up around her clavicle to haul her up into a kneeling position. Eda dropped the sheets from her teeth as Revy's hand found the nun's throat and squeezed somehow possessively, as though eager to make sure she knew just who was fucking her.

"Bet you do this all the time." Revy crooned in her ear, voice slightly out of breath. "Bet you get fucked by all the other nuns, don'tcha?"

"Like … hell!" Eda panted, more from the pace set by Revy's fingers against her clitoris than the pressure on her neck.

"Yeah, I bet you're the whole convent's little whore." Revy laughed.

Then, she roughly hauled Eda's head to one side and the two were suddenly staring at each other, faces less than an inch apart.

"But tonight you're my fucking slut." Revy promised.

"Fuck!" Eda turned away with a hiss, trying to stave off the inevitable – out of spite if nothing else.

Then the galloping pace suddenly vanished altogether, and Eda breathed a quick prayer, though even she didn't know if it was in thanks or in despair.

"Come on, open wide." Revy teased in something of a singsong voice. Her fingers, very much slick with Eda's arousal, were suddenly up in front of the blonde's face.

"Fuck yo-!" Eda began to snarl, but Revy forced her fingers in between Eda's lips before she could finish.

"That's it. You like tasting your own cunt don't you?" Revy crooned.

Eda growled, the sound muffled behind Revy's fingers. She bit down, not hard enough to cut, but more than enough to hurt.

"Ah! Fucking bitch!" Revy snarled, but Eda could have sworn she heard a chuckle underneath. "Want to play rough, do yer?"

After a long moment of Revy's fingers probing the inside of her cheek and threatening to make her gag, Eda was suddenly freed.

She coughed a couple of times. "Fu- Fuck you!"

Sharp pain at the back of Eda's head told her that Revy had taken a handful of her hair. Her head was pulled harshly back to face up towards the ceiling. Revy's face loomed overhead, a dangerous smirk on her lips that promised as much pain as it did pleasure.

"Open that fucking mouth." Revy murmured, already wrenching it open with her free hand.

Eda snarled something inaudible as she lost control of her jaw – though it would certainly have been more cursing – and she didn't expect the globule of spit that flew inside her mouth a moment later. It surprised her, and her first instinct was to spit it right back, but then Revy was kissing her urgently. Their mouths pushed and bit and fought back and forth, tit for tat. Even their lips being inverted to each other didn't slow them down at all.

Revy broke the kiss abruptly, and held the nun still for a moment, seeming to pause to catch her breath. Eda was more than happy to join in on that.

Then Revy brought the blonde's head down from facing the ceiling, her hand was back in front of Eda's face again. Red teeth marks were already forming on the first three fingers.

"Spit." Revy ordered.

Eda smirked in spite of herself, and tried to put some venom behind it as she spat into Revy's hand. She chose to believe that it was all Revy's own saliva that she was giving back to her.

"See, you can be a good, obedient little bitch." Revy taunted, rolling the saliva between her fingers for a moment before returning the hand to Eda's clitoris once more.

Revy resumed that lightning pace almost immediately, and Eda whined and hissed as the wave of growing pleasure quickly rose high again.

She put up a good fight to stop it happening, she really did, but the sheer speed of Revy's fingers and something about the wrongness of the whole situation sent Eda hurtling closer and closer to the edge.

"Come on, come for me you little cunt!" Revy snarled in her ear and she bit that too. She still had a hand clenched in Eda's hair as if holding on for dear life.

She wasn't sure what it was that finally did it, but Eda let out her orgasm with a growl of a cry. Her body bucked and jolted as wave after wave rode through her. Revy held her tighter still as Eda rocked through the orgasm on the brunette's fingers.

As the last vestiges of pleasure cascaded all the way through and out of Eda's body, she finally gave up any form of resistance and went limp. Revy let her go and the nun fell, slumping face down onto the bed.

"Good girl." Revy's voice murmured behind her, then she smacked the blonde's rear for good measure.

Eda couldn't bring herself to respond, she just panted against the sweat sodden sheets. Then she felt the bed shift beneath her as Revy moved away.

Curious, Eda managed to lift her head a little to see Revy padding over towards a table near the door, and was pleased to see Two Hands' movements were a little sluggish. Revy picked up a cigarette from the open pack and a lighter from the table. She lit it before setting the pack and the lighter down again and moving back towards the bed.

"Move over, will yer?" Revy murmured, pushing Eda's legs aside as she clambered onto the bed besides the nun, lying back against the headrest as she smoked.

Eda frowned as she rolled onto her side to face the brunette properly. "And where's mine?"

Revy gestured to the table with a shrug. "Go and get one if you want one."

Shaking her head with a scoff, Eda reached up and snatched the lit cigarette from between Revy's lips which quickly turned into a scowl.

"Fucking bitch." Eda murmured before taking a long drag.

"Whatever." Revy rolled her eyes but didn't object to the theft. "You can leave now, if you want."

Eda blinked. Then she coughed out a lungful of smoke in a short laughing fit. "Fucking hell, Two Hands! This how you treat all the girls, or am I getting the 'Revy special' here?"

"Shut up." Revy gave her a shove in the ribs with an annoyed frown. "What the fuck do you want, Eda? You're not seriously expecting me to ask you to move in or ought like that, are you? You want me to get down on one knee and propose? Fuck off."

"Christ, it's no wonder you're so alone." Eda let out a sigh with a shake of her head.

"Oh yeah? And fuck you, you frigid nun bitch."

Revy snatched the cigarette back and took a deep drag, blowing the smoke right into Eda's face.

The blonde chuckled through her coughing. "Err, hello? You been high off your tits or something since we came back here? Don't think I wanna know what your version of frigid means."

Revy didn't retort right away. Instead, she took a few more drags on the cigarette. She eventually let out a smoke laced sigh.

"Look, it's just sex, alright? That's all. Don't be weird about it and think there's any more to it than that, got it?"

"What kinda moron do you take me for?" Eda scoffed a little. "I'm certainly not expecting some kind commitment or anything outta you."

"Good." Revy mumbled, almost a snap.

"'Cause, fuck me, you'd make an awful fucking girlfriend."

"Fuck off." Revy swore without bite.

"Look, it just wouldn't hurt to treat a lady a little nice sometimes, yeah? That's how you get them to come back again and not run for the hills whenever they see you." Eda smirked a little. "That's all I'm saying."

A hefty scoff. "Yeah, yeah, like I need advice from a fucking nun. And you're no fucking lady either."

Eda rolled her eyes. "More a lady than you, you're practically a fucking gorilla."

"Fuck off."

Eda shook her head again. She reached up to snag the cigarette again for a quick puff. Eying Revy for a long moment as the smoke rolled from her tongue, she half shrugged to herself. Then, Eda placed the cigarette back between Revy's lips before picking herself up from the sheets and swinging one leg up and over to straddle Revy's hips.

"The fuck you think you're doing?" Revy slurred in a murmur as she watched Eda move. The blonde got a strange sense of satisfaction seeing the brunette's eyes trail up and down her bare body in leisurely perusal.

Eda shrugged. "Well, I don't feel like going back to the convent right away, not this late anyhow."

"What's this, frigid little nun girl scared of the dark or something?" Revy smirked.

"Fuck you, bitch." Eda's eyes narrowed a fraction as she stole the cigarette once more. Her hands then set to roaming Revy's body, burrowing beneath her shirt and shorts. Taut muscle and hot, sweaty skin greeted her fingertips.

"The fuck …" Revy breathed vaguely as Eda's fingers slipped down beneath her panties to stroke the sensitive folds that were only moderately wet, though Eda had a few ideas of how to remedy that.

"You've had your fun …" Eda began, a smirk rising atop her lips.

She leaned in close over Revy, so close that she could taste the smoke and liquor hanging thick on Revy's every breath. Eda took a long drag, and blew out a longer, slower plume through pursed lips. The haze curled around Revy's features like a jealous lover, making her eyelids reflexively twitch. That familiar spark of defiant rebellion in Revy's gaze was joined by a growing fire of an altogether different sort.

"Now, now it's my turn." Eda promised in a predatory grin.

xxx

Eda woke with the heat of Roanapur's hot sun lightly burning her face. She moaned as she rolled out of the way of the rays creeping in through the shutters. The blonde met a shape next to her and had to blink a couple of times before she realised that there was indeed a body lying in the bed with her.

"Ah, fuck." Eda hissed as she rubbed at her face, the memories of the night before came flooding back in a cascade.

Revy was still slumbering, her only reaction to Eda rolling into her was to roll onto her side facing away from the nun and carry on snoring.

Eda glanced over at Revy, seeing the brunette's back to be naked and willing to bet that the rest of her beneath the covers was equally as bare. She cautiously lifted the sheets around herself and looked down, confirming her suspicions as she found her own clothes missing from her body. As if triggered by her gaze, nerves began to burn all around her, nerves that corresponded with all those long red scratch marks that stood proud atop her pale skin.

"Shit!" Eda chastised herself quietly. "You fucking idiot, Eda!"

To tumble into bed with anyone in Roanapur was risky business, but to tumble into bed with Revy 'Two Hands' of all people? That was like fucking a live grenade.

She sighed and carefully rolled herself out of bed, finding her clothes strewn about the place amongst Revy's clothes as well. She had vague recollections of how everything had gotten to where it lay scattered around the room, and she silently chastised herself for letting Revy strip her naked before the brunette had shed as much as a sock. Gathering her things up, Eda dressed herself quickly.

In her haste, she picked up Revy's bra by mistake and was about to put it on before she realised. She almost tossed it aside, but then her brow rose curious and she brought it up to her own chest experimentally.

"Ha, fuck you, Revy." Eda smirked quietly to herself, her suspicion about their respective sizes confirmed.

She finished dressing soon enough, and had just set her habit back into place as Revy roused from her bed.

"Mhmm … Oh, hey, Eda." Revy murmured, fatigue clinging to her voice as she blinked herself awake. Her lips were redder than usual, and slightly puffy still from the night before.

"Hey, Two Hands." Eda nodded back stoutly, opting to keep things short and sweet. "Don't worry, I'm going."

"Hmm … Want a beer or something, before you go?" Revy offered as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do first thing on a morning.

Eda supressed an amused snort, maybe this was how Revy was on a morning before she became an insufferable bitch later on, maybe it was her attempt at playing nice for once, or perhaps it was just a 'thanks for all the sex last night' sort of gesture.

"Thanks for the offer, but no. I ought to be getting back."

Revy nodded vaguely as she yawned. Then she got up from the bed and went about retrieving her own clothes. She didn't seem even slightly concerned that she was wandering about completely naked before the fully dressed nun. Eda tried not to stare at all those red lines scratched into the brunette's body, though she was pleased to see that she'd at least given about as good as she'd gotten.

"They got you under curfew or something? Got you trained like a good little bitch?" Revy smirked as she dressed in the same sweat stained clothes she'd worn the night before.

"Fuck you." Eda swore with a half scowl, half smirk. "If anyone needs training, it's you."

She made a last quick look about to make sure she hadn't missed something. Then found herself hovering in place, almost as though she'd forgotten something but couldn't think what.

"Right, I'll be making tracks then." Eda announced after a moment. "See you around, Revy."

"Sure, sure, see you." Revy gave her a half-hearted wave over her shoulder as she knelt down to retrieve her jean shorts.

Eda gave Revy's rear a last frank perusal before shaking her head and turning away, making for the door.

Soon finding herself outside and down the stairs to the street, Eda winced slightly in the full glare of Roanapur's baking hot sun. Swearing a little under her breath, she reached into the folds of her habit and whipped out her angular sunglasses, putting them on slowly.

As her eyes adjusted to the shielded light, she caught glimpse of a couple of guys across the street, peering curiously at the nun.

"The fuck you bozos looking at?!" Eda snapped at them with a snarl, even though she perfectly understood: A woman of the cloth, stumbling out of some shabby little apartment first thing in the morning on the veritable walk of shame. Even in a city like Roanapur, that was hardly an everyday sight. Still, they had no way of knowing just what the nun had gotten up to the previous night at all, so she opted to just ignore them.

"Oi, Eda?" The call from behind dragged the nun's attention away from the onlookers completely. Revy was stepping down the stairs from her apartment. Her shirt and shorts had been hastily pulled on by the looks of it.

"Yeah?" Eda sighed somewhat impatiently. "What is it?"

When Revy reached her, a weight was suddenly pushed into Eda's stomach. She looked down to find a familiar pistol.

"Don't forget your gun next time, idiot." Revy almost smirked.

"Like there'll be a next time." Eda scoffed as she took the gun in hand, hiding it beneath her habit out of view of the street.

She cursed herself a fool. The gun must have slipped from her habit when Revy had torn it from her. It was a rookie mistake to misplace her weapon. She had to be smarter, even with certain … distractions.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, princess." Revy waved her off with a bored roll of the eyes. "Next time, I'll just let you forget it and watch you get yourself shot."

"Tch." Opting to bite back whatever vitriol was just behind her teeth, Eda instead turned to walk away.

"Oh, and one more thing …" Revy began again.

"What is it now, Revy?" Eda groaned, irritation growing as she turned back around.

The nun blinked as a sudden hand grabbed her groin through her habit.

"Revy!" Eda hissed, both hand's flying to try and haul Revy's away, but the brunette's grip held firm. "The fuck you playing at?!"

Revy was smirking evilly as she leaned in close. "Bet you all the whiskey in Roanapur you'll be thinking of me when you're rubbing this cunt tonight."

"You fucking wish! Now get off me!" Eda scowled and chanced a glance over her shoulder. She was thankful her habit likely hid the molesting from behind.

"Temper, temper." Revy chuckled. She patted Eda's vulva a couple of times before finally letting the nun wrench the offending hand away.

"Fucking psycho!" Eda spat as she turned back to storm away.

She only made it a step or two before she felt, and heard, a sudden smack to her rear.

"Revy!" Eda roared, spinning with both fists clenched, but the brunette was already well out of reach. "Damnit!"

Revy just cackled in that awful, abrasive way of hers as she cantered away back up the stairs to her apartment. She opened the door, spun round on the threshold and threw Eda a smirk and a middle finger for good measure.

Growling, Eda gave serious thought about just drawing her newly returned gun and opening fire, but decided it wasn't worth the ammunition. Revy had a knack for dodging most everything fired her way anyway.

"Fuck you, you fucking cunt!" Eda barked up after her instead.

Revy just sniggered back. "See you around, princess." Then, she slammed the door shut behind her.

Eda sighed and turned to go make her way home, before noticing those same two guys still stood across the way. Both of them slightly slack jawed at what they'd just witnessed.

Eda glowered at them both, feeling her trigger finger itch a little. "You losers got nothing better to do?! Fuck off!"

That finally got them moving, and they sheepishly hightailed it down the nearest alleyway.

Shaking her head again, Eda set off homeward. Her hands deep in her pockets and her scowl dark, broody and firmly affixed to her face.

xxx

Hours later, as the scorching sun set on another scorching hot day, Eda lay back on her meagre bed in her convent. A glass of whiskey sat in one hand while the other lazily flipped through a magazine propped up on her legs. Trails of smoke curled into the air from a cigarette sat between her fingers on the glass. The clock that stood on the bedside table clicked steadily away into an otherwise complete silence.

Eda's eyes glanced up towards the door as the sound of footsteps entered her ears and grew closer. Slow and steady, it was surely Sister Yolanda.

A shadow emerged from under the door, it hovered in place for a moment, then it moved along again and the footsteps faded away to nothing.

Eda rolled her eyes a little. Sister Yolanda no doubt disapproved of the blonde's little vices – life in the Rip-off Church was a life of contradictions it seemed – but at least Eda was consuming both in the confines of her own room this time, and not in the chapel itself.

Still though, neither alcohol nor nicotine was giving Eda the buzz she desired.

The blonde brought the lit cigarette up to inspect, glaring at it almost accusingly. She took one more, long drag. She barely tasted the smoke filling her lungs.

She sighed, and flicked the half burned cigarette into the ashtray on the bedside table. That ashtray was about the only other piece of decoration in the room aside from the old analogue clock.

Tick tock, went the clock.

Eda shook her head. She took a long swig from her glass, draining it of the last dregs of whiskey before she'd barely begun to taste it. She hissed more in annoyance than from the liquor burning her throat.

She reached down beside her bed for the bottle. That was empty too.

Eda placed it back down with another sigh, resisting the urge to hurl it against the wall. She tried to return to the magazine, but the words before her were plastic and dry. The glossy pages weren't as lucky as the glass bottle was however, and soon enough found themselves chucked to the far corner of the room.

Tick tock.

Eda lay fully down on the bed, planting both hands behind her head, one foot tapping aimlessly in the air. The ceiling above held no interest for her either. Just a drab, beige nothing.

It was almost bizarre really, how quiet and dull it was in that little corner of Roanapur. It was a world away from the city proper with all its flashing lights and frequent gunfights. Chances were good that if there was something going down, then Revy was more than likely to be right in the thick of it.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

"Fucking bitch." Eda swore in a growl as she finally gave in, quickly hitching the skirts of her habit up above her waist and thrusting her fingers in between her legs.

She despised proving Revy right – in any circumstance – but try as she might, she just couldn't shake that infuriating, psychotic, murderously bat-shit crazy brunette from her mind.