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I pause, staring off into space, listening. Sometime my own thoughts are as difficult to separate than those of others. An opportunity to see the Tax Patrol disadvantaged is not to be missed. I come to realize, though, that Dog is what matters to me…
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“Yes,” I say in response to August, though my eyes linger on where Rain disappeared. I hope I have not let my anger and fear drive away a chance at life for someone…or many someones. Turning back to August, I manage a weak smile. “Yes, we should go.…
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I watch Rain flee, aware that I cannot catch him. “It is okay, Gates,” I say, touching his arm briefly before I have a chance to remember that I do not touch people, and that people do not want me to. “Some help comes at too high a price. Anyway,…
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“If by ‘like all the others’ you mean that I have seen through the words of a charlatan, then yes, belatedly. You arrive with promises of healing, conveniently goading people into giving you excuses to withdraw your offer. Envoy if the forest!” I sn…
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Fuming at the indignity of having to chase him down, I run after Rain, hard boots clicking on ancient concrete, leather coat billowing out behind me, and white-gold hair streaming. "RAIN!" I shout. Should he be so unwise as to turn and meet my…
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"I am the guarantor of both his safety and his behavior. I am finding it very like accompanying a petulant child. I apologize for his behavior and would ask that you allow me to discipline him when the time comes. He has enough to offer that his rud…
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“I see,” Vignette says, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I very much hope that you would not presume to tell me what I can do with the clear water the forest grants me.”
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I tilt my head at Jax and raise and eyebrow to give him a look that says, really? Then, I put my hand between them, and with the back of my hand, gently nudge him out of the way. Presuming he moves, I meet his eyes, blink in what I hope he takes to …
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"Rain..." I say slowly. "What do you mean 'what is to come' for Gates' family?" I look back and forth between Rain and Gates. "What is he talking about, Gates? Who is dying?" I am quite aware of Rain's intention to drive out Gates--it was all over…
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"Rain visited Pike as an envoy from the forest and had some interesting things to say, including that the forest's clearwater can cure the red sickness." I say, addressing Gates and SeaTac. "I asked Rain to accompany me, so that I could introduce…
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“Of course you may walk with us,” I say to Gates. “If things are as bad as they sound… Maybe you can be some comfort to them.” I continue walking at a brisk pace, determined to get to Bon quickly and relying on the others to keep up. I know from e…
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"Hello, Mr. Gates. A runner said that someone has been hurt and Bon is tending to them. We go to see if she needs help." At least that is what I imagine is the cause of Rain's sudden desire to visit Bon...
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I yank my hand back reflexively as Rain touches it. I continue the motion to stand smoothly, as if pulling my hand back was just part of standing up. I put my hand on his elbow, seeking to guide him, but curiously reluctant to touch him. “Admiral,…
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“I will,” I say with a nod to Harbormaster. “And if I can help her return to you, I will,” which is true, though maybe it should not be. When I hear that Dog plans to face Balance, it sends a chill through me. I am glad that viewing the future is …
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I shrug. "For some more than others. I used to walk it each week, but I know all the secret ways and see things some do not. I navigate the stream of thoughts between Pike and Safeco, avoiding the eddies and swirls of people with bad intent. As you …
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"No, she is not. She followed me to a party. What I had to drink...affected me strangely," I say with a pointed look at Harbormaster. "I was in her mind, and it upset her." I shrug and roll my eyes. "When I left her, she did not follow. I did not tr…
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“Squish,” I say quietly, mostly to myself, and laugh lightly. “I do not know. She has no reason to babysit me for the time being,” I say with a small shrug. “I would have expected her to be here to gloat after telling Harbormaster what an unruly chi…
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"What does Daddy intend to do?
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"Casual thought receptivity (on the Admiral): (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 5. Total: 9)
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"Thank you for inviting me," I say, smiling. Admiral, Harbormaster, this is Rain. Rain joins us from the forest. I invited him to be my guest. I thought it appropriate than an emissary from the forest should meet the master of Safeco." I finish the …
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I wonder at the purpose of the extra large inside gang presence. My entourage is not so numerous as to inspire this in the Admiral. Jax does not like being without his weapon, nor do I like his being without it when we walk into the Admiral's den…
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"I think it is time we leave," I say, extending my hand to let Spider climb back over--and what the flood is that about, by the way? Since when does Spider go to other people like a puppy craving attention? And I do not need my thirteen fingers to c…
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“Why is Sounder welcome in the forest?” I ask, not acknowledging his questions or his agreeing to behave himself at Safeco. “Will you speak with Bon, explain how to treat the red sickness with clearwater from the forest?”
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“You should reserve judgment on Bon–even on the rest of the Arrows. They meant no harm. They simply did not know--much like you did not know the usual penalty for trespassing in my mind. ” Spider becomes very still–not threatening, but changing hi…
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The prospect of clearwater, let alone clearwater that can cure the red sickness, is too enticing. Spider settles onto my hand, and I reach out for the stone with our thirteen fingers, dark and light interleaved. "Gates will just have to compe…
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I look at the rock in this man's hand, and back up to his eyes. "You offer me a rock granting safe passage to a forest where none may go. You want to preach despair and surrender in the midst of people fighting to build lives. What are you really do…
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"You mean the forest? The forest that eats people? I think most of us can do better than that." I shake my head, "It does not matter. I am not one for preachers and truths. Some people are." I shrug. "But as for your ask for protection, it is sim…
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“And what is this ‘truth’ you would have everyone know?” I say, raising an eyebrow. Spider crawls down my arm, coming to rest atop my hand, lending it eight dark fingers to drum the arm of my chair in eerie counter-rhythm with the milk-white ones.
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"Why would I want to go into the forest," I say, pushing back against his probing thoughts, trying to keep my mind blank, focused only on the conversation. "And what kind of whacknut must you be for Millions to refuse to do business with you?" I add…
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Casual thought receptivity: (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 6, 1. Total: 9)