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trust the senator's truce long term. I think you need to be as prepared as possible for the eventual outcome."
He eyed me up and down as I stood there in my too big clothes , my blond hair sticking out in all different directions from sleep. "But if I'm putting all my eggs in your basket," he stopped to make a gesture toward me, "this basket needs a little TLC."
"I just woke up!" I said in my defense and tried to push the hair out of my face.
"It's not what you look like. Well, not normally, anyway. We've got to get a handle on what your full abilities are."
"I know. I keep saying I'll make more time but then my days race by."
He looked at me again, trying to size me up on some level I didn't understand. "The trick at the meeting was neat, but a trick nonetheless. In pure potential levels, you're throwing off enough power to light up a city block, but I know you've no clue what to do with it."
"That obvious?"
He shrugged in answer. "You have to start testing it out and getting a handle on it. It doesn't help that everyone around here is too scared of the shit you can do so you can't get any hands on experience. They aren't looking to open up that can of worms. They'd prefer to pretend it didn't exist."
"And why is it that they're so scared?" For the most part, I'd tried to fly under the radar when it came to the general population. Then I saw him sitting there so smugly. "Did you start the rumors?"
"They aren't rumors if they're true."
"I'll take that as an admission of guilt."
"It's not all on me. You practically salivate at every confrontation. No one does that if they aren’t carrying a little heat. Or no one that isn't a complete idiot, I should say."
"Colleen does and they take her challenge."
"Colleen might be rough around the edges and a natural born fighter, but it's not the same. Ever since Cormac left, you've had this look in your eyes that is akin to staring into your own death. Everyone knows you've got the ammo, I'm just not so sure you can shoot straight."
"You need a little polishing up too , by the way. Your delivery stinks." But his words concerned me. I knew in my gut for a while that sooner or later, it would come down to the senator and me. I remembered back to when I'd tried to confront him in his office, and he'd brushed me off. I hadn't known why, at the time. If I had just pursued him then, maybe none of this would've ever come to pass.
The coulda, shoulda, woulda, was about to hit hard if I kept up this train of thought. Why couldn't I ever dwell on the did and was awesome parts of my life?
"I'm starting to get some control." I took a deep breath and let out a stream of magical smoke, then reached a finger up to glide it along the tendrils.
"Jo, if we end up in a war with the senator, smoke rings aren't going to cut it."
"For today, just handle the Colleen issue. I'll handle my issues after I know we don't have to scrap e her off the front courtyard."
He reclined back as he shook his head but didn't press the issue further. "You going to watch?"
"Nope." I never did when it was her, or someone I cared for. There was something all together unpalatable about seeing a person you liked getting ripped to shreds in front of you. To keep up appearances, I showed up to all the other fights. I didn't want to appear soft.
The door opening and closing in the foyer stopped any further discussion about Colleen. There was no one I'd trust with this information who didn't have blood on their hands.
"We've got about fifty new refugees downstairs," Dark said as he walked into the room.
The sheer numbers would be enough to draw my attention. Normally, refugees showed up in smaller groups ; four or five, typically. I could see on his face there was more of an issue than just how many. "And?"
"One of them is Crash."
This got Burrom to his feet. "Do you think it's a trick?"
He asked the exact same thing I was wondering.
Dark, even in his human form, could smell pheromones and was an excellent
He eyed me up and down as I stood there in my too big clothes , my blond hair sticking out in all different directions from sleep. "But if I'm putting all my eggs in your basket," he stopped to make a gesture toward me, "this basket needs a little TLC."
"I just woke up!" I said in my defense and tried to push the hair out of my face.
"It's not what you look like. Well, not normally, anyway. We've got to get a handle on what your full abilities are."
"I know. I keep saying I'll make more time but then my days race by."
He looked at me again, trying to size me up on some level I didn't understand. "The trick at the meeting was neat, but a trick nonetheless. In pure potential levels, you're throwing off enough power to light up a city block, but I know you've no clue what to do with it."
"That obvious?"
He shrugged in answer. "You have to start testing it out and getting a handle on it. It doesn't help that everyone around here is too scared of the shit you can do so you can't get any hands on experience. They aren't looking to open up that can of worms. They'd prefer to pretend it didn't exist."
"And why is it that they're so scared?" For the most part, I'd tried to fly under the radar when it came to the general population. Then I saw him sitting there so smugly. "Did you start the rumors?"
"They aren't rumors if they're true."
"I'll take that as an admission of guilt."
"It's not all on me. You practically salivate at every confrontation. No one does that if they aren’t carrying a little heat. Or no one that isn't a complete idiot, I should say."
"Colleen does and they take her challenge."
"Colleen might be rough around the edges and a natural born fighter, but it's not the same. Ever since Cormac left, you've had this look in your eyes that is akin to staring into your own death. Everyone knows you've got the ammo, I'm just not so sure you can shoot straight."
"You need a little polishing up too , by the way. Your delivery stinks." But his words concerned me. I knew in my gut for a while that sooner or later, it would come down to the senator and me. I remembered back to when I'd tried to confront him in his office, and he'd brushed me off. I hadn't known why, at the time. If I had just pursued him then, maybe none of this would've ever come to pass.
The coulda, shoulda, woulda, was about to hit hard if I kept up this train of thought. Why couldn't I ever dwell on the did and was awesome parts of my life?
"I'm starting to get some control." I took a deep breath and let out a stream of magical smoke, then reached a finger up to glide it along the tendrils.
"Jo, if we end up in a war with the senator, smoke rings aren't going to cut it."
"For today, just handle the Colleen issue. I'll handle my issues after I know we don't have to scrap e her off the front courtyard."
He reclined back as he shook his head but didn't press the issue further. "You going to watch?"
"Nope." I never did when it was her, or someone I cared for. There was something all together unpalatable about seeing a person you liked getting ripped to shreds in front of you. To keep up appearances, I showed up to all the other fights. I didn't want to appear soft.
The door opening and closing in the foyer stopped any further discussion about Colleen. There was no one I'd trust with this information who didn't have blood on their hands.
"We've got about fifty new refugees downstairs," Dark said as he walked into the room.
The sheer numbers would be enough to draw my attention. Normally, refugees showed up in smaller groups ; four or five, typically. I could see on his face there was more of an issue than just how many. "And?"
"One of them is Crash."
This got Burrom to his feet. "Do you think it's a trick?"
He asked the exact same thing I was wondering.
Dark, even in his human form, could smell pheromones and was an excellent
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