She put her head to her forehead, sighing again. "This whole thing sounds so completely ridiculous." she said. Looking for Jane or John Does who were actually God. In hospitals or arcades. You'd think it would be more like Cathedrals, or in the Popes living room. "Could Elaine find her? Or maybe that would be interfering." so many freaking rules. She still stuck with the 'whatever gets the job done fastest', everything was a means to an end. Damn right she'd break rules.
"Fantastic. Really." she muttered. "This is why I like working for the Fates. They never leave their spot. They are always just there...just waiting to piss me off, because they like it. But hey, they're safe." Too bad they couldn't help her now.
"I'm not saying she is." she said right away. And she wasn't. Eve wouldn't call the creator stupid. Not only because she didn't feel like getting her ass kicked, but because she didn't believe it. "Something had to have tipped them off..." she said quietly, she just had no idea what or how. It didn't make much sense to her. This was a whole new level of fucked up, on her scale.