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a silver band, an OmniLock, the small dots of black
code printed on the surface that was tarnished from use.
Hands told Kali much about a person, and she liked the story
of Blue’s.
He crouched, eyes roving across her features. He was owed that
since she gawped at him when he revealed his face.
Recovered from the helmet removal, Kali turned her attention
to his appearance. Avoiding the obvious, she focused on the normal
parts. Good jaw, smooth, high forehead, and two normal shaped eyes
with dense light-coloured eyelashes hidden behind black-rimmed
opticals. His straight nose and full mouth were well balanced, and
milky fair skin contrasted peculiarly with a shock of short white
hair, the locks thick, and half curled. His eyebrows were white
too. The effect was angelic. Kali focused on his mouth, looked past
the unusually pale lips, and saw the pointed rows of teeth. Her
gaze lifted to his and she watched as his irises morphed from icy
blue to deep green.
The enhancements were odd, but nothing she couldn’t
handle.
“ Can I have my hand back, Blue?”
He released her hand as if she’d electrocuted him. Kali bit
her lip to hide a smile as he jerked up onto his feet. “I wanted …
my name … I apologize–”
“ Would you sit with me?” She slapped a palm on the plastic
beside her three times to signal him to take a load off, and got
back to her meal.
The best way to deal with jittery people was to ignore the
nerves until they went away. He needed a nanosecond to catch his
breath, and she could give him that. He was nervous, but that was
standard, she’d wait for him.
Kali heard snickering, and turned to glare at Christian who
eyed her from across the range, surrounded by his bevy of HiCaste
sycophants.
After months of him bothering her, she’d gone on a date with
him the year before. Kali explained the insanity of her decision by
reminding herself Christian was her age and of a similar social
standing. A match with him would have been advantageous for her
family and expected. It was a shame he turned out to be a
narcissistic genetic purist. She barely acknowledged his existence
since that disastrous evening, yet he still acted like he owned
her. Even when Max’s fist had declared otherwise after Christian
said one too many things about her virtue within
earshot.
He cocked his head at her in question and jerked his dimpled
chin towards Blue.
She gave him her back, but couldn’t help the ugly glower
contorting her face. Tension thinned her lips as she held back from
screaming an insult across the range. That was not how a female of
her Caste behaved, and it would go down as inappropriate on her
part, no matter how steadfastly it was argued that he’d acted
ungentlemanly and goaded her into rage. She’d learnt that after the
first time when she threw LiquiNu in his face, hot on the heels of
a slur about her ‘lack’ of genetic purity.
“ You’re not happy,” Blue blurted. When he saw the knee-jerk
smile, and the defensive set of her shoulders, he pulled back the
intensity, but quietly urged, “Don’t lie.”
Kali didn’t know how to respond. She took another bite of
dumpling. “That’s an interesting observation,” she replied
finally.
“ Answer, please.”
A simplistic charm Blue didn’t know he possessed had Kali
relaxing. Since he asked so specifically, she gave the answer a
fair bit of thought. “Why wouldn’t I be happy? Am I happy all the
time? No, but I am for most of it. I have two wonderful fathers; a
best friend while somewhat man-whorish would do anything for me.
I’ve lived in a beautiful domicile my whole life, and I’ve had the
best education available. Everything I want, I get, and what I get
is always the best. Unless my uncle has an heir before he passes
on, I’m set to inherit an unmentionable sum of credits through the
Loklear name. The Cosmic Virgin blessed me.” She studied him, and
was captivated. “I’m happy as can be, Blue. Thank you
code printed on the surface that was tarnished from use.
Hands told Kali much about a person, and she liked the story
of Blue’s.
He crouched, eyes roving across her features. He was owed that
since she gawped at him when he revealed his face.
Recovered from the helmet removal, Kali turned her attention
to his appearance. Avoiding the obvious, she focused on the normal
parts. Good jaw, smooth, high forehead, and two normal shaped eyes
with dense light-coloured eyelashes hidden behind black-rimmed
opticals. His straight nose and full mouth were well balanced, and
milky fair skin contrasted peculiarly with a shock of short white
hair, the locks thick, and half curled. His eyebrows were white
too. The effect was angelic. Kali focused on his mouth, looked past
the unusually pale lips, and saw the pointed rows of teeth. Her
gaze lifted to his and she watched as his irises morphed from icy
blue to deep green.
The enhancements were odd, but nothing she couldn’t
handle.
“ Can I have my hand back, Blue?”
He released her hand as if she’d electrocuted him. Kali bit
her lip to hide a smile as he jerked up onto his feet. “I wanted …
my name … I apologize–”
“ Would you sit with me?” She slapped a palm on the plastic
beside her three times to signal him to take a load off, and got
back to her meal.
The best way to deal with jittery people was to ignore the
nerves until they went away. He needed a nanosecond to catch his
breath, and she could give him that. He was nervous, but that was
standard, she’d wait for him.
Kali heard snickering, and turned to glare at Christian who
eyed her from across the range, surrounded by his bevy of HiCaste
sycophants.
After months of him bothering her, she’d gone on a date with
him the year before. Kali explained the insanity of her decision by
reminding herself Christian was her age and of a similar social
standing. A match with him would have been advantageous for her
family and expected. It was a shame he turned out to be a
narcissistic genetic purist. She barely acknowledged his existence
since that disastrous evening, yet he still acted like he owned
her. Even when Max’s fist had declared otherwise after Christian
said one too many things about her virtue within
earshot.
He cocked his head at her in question and jerked his dimpled
chin towards Blue.
She gave him her back, but couldn’t help the ugly glower
contorting her face. Tension thinned her lips as she held back from
screaming an insult across the range. That was not how a female of
her Caste behaved, and it would go down as inappropriate on her
part, no matter how steadfastly it was argued that he’d acted
ungentlemanly and goaded her into rage. She’d learnt that after the
first time when she threw LiquiNu in his face, hot on the heels of
a slur about her ‘lack’ of genetic purity.
“ You’re not happy,” Blue blurted. When he saw the knee-jerk
smile, and the defensive set of her shoulders, he pulled back the
intensity, but quietly urged, “Don’t lie.”
Kali didn’t know how to respond. She took another bite of
dumpling. “That’s an interesting observation,” she replied
finally.
“ Answer, please.”
A simplistic charm Blue didn’t know he possessed had Kali
relaxing. Since he asked so specifically, she gave the answer a
fair bit of thought. “Why wouldn’t I be happy? Am I happy all the
time? No, but I am for most of it. I have two wonderful fathers; a
best friend while somewhat man-whorish would do anything for me.
I’ve lived in a beautiful domicile my whole life, and I’ve had the
best education available. Everything I want, I get, and what I get
is always the best. Unless my uncle has an heir before he passes
on, I’m set to inherit an unmentionable sum of credits through the
Loklear name. The Cosmic Virgin blessed me.” She studied him, and
was captivated. “I’m happy as can be, Blue. Thank you
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