By the time you think you have sorted out the message, Haru has returned. He's very disciplined but you can see that his eyes are a little wider and in better light, he perhaps would be a tiny bit paler.
"Tanto, Mistress, from the throne." He says…
Xie smirks at you cynically, bringing the flute of pris para over to you. "You as well. Good genes, perhaps?"
Xie sets down the flute of pris para on a grav table next to you and sprawls elegantly across from you with xir own glass.
"She's been …
If she's not going to mention it first. I won't either.
Threat to the ship? Is she serious?
She is, of course.
Me. Really, it's Me.
I keep the mask from cracking, keep my face impassive and my voice even. Really the second part of question i…
It’s a greenish blue color. Dad always used to give her things that were that color.
I raise an eyebrow, feeling a new burn in my gut. Is this what it takes to get her to call me?
I pick up the Navi and accept the call
Xuan
Haru melts into the shadows to circle around near the mysterious figures and find out what he can.
Let's have you do Assessment with +Influence
You watch the poem carefully, translating the movements into the code and translating that in …
I go back to my room to stow the knife and the drawing in one of my drawers full of junk.
I stand again, by reflex looking at the wall and the Commandant's picture. I'm caught suddenly by... I don't know, a sense of fragility in the picture? Britt…
Mostly no. We're too caught up in other things. Pushing clothes out of the way of sensitive parts, you know, stuff like that.
But near the end I do another cut on my arm, when I've got her on the edge. And I put it to her mouth as I pushed her to …
Xie saunters into the room, stops and tilts xir head, studying you.
"Making things difficult for me, love, as usual. Would you like a drink?"
Xie walks to a small, elegant bar. From the way xie moves, xie seems to have become somewhat accustomed…
I float on the high of the cut and the warmth of her tongue on my skin. She looks up at me and I feel a rumbling in my chest, a heat. I dive in quickly, thrusting one hand into her short hair and kiss her savagly, demanding, even as I push her over …
The world seems warm and close and unreal somehow. I watch the cut well with blood and hear her whisper. There’s a thrumming of power underneath this, dark and seductive.
Real thought is far away, muffled. I duck down and slowly lick the welling …
I shiver when she sucks the blood off her finger. Intimate. Yeah that's a good word for it. Intimate and present and… kind of, um… erotic. Maybe it's that which compels me to do as she asks, leaning in close to her thigh and and drawing a thin line…
The welding screens activate with the tiniest zing and you’re effectively blind. You hear the ambulance hatch open and you feel the rush of air, fresh and colder than the park.
Stinky takes your elbow and maneuvers you out and you feel the wind ac…
I scoot myself a little closer. I reach out with my free hand and ghost my fingertips over her thighs, gently tracing one line, then another, then another, working my way from the border up her leg.
Finally I touch that spot that she touched first…
I stare at the bloody line for a moment. Then look up at her. Her hand asking for the knife. I’m reluctant to let it go. I want another bloody line, maybe two.
“Whatever. Sure. It was… y’know…interesting.” I say. I let out a breath, reverse the kn…
Robynne
He continues to stare down at you. You get the sense that he really wants to shoot Terci, just to show you, but he’s being held back. Finally, he puts away the pistol.
“That’s the last warning, Sai. You better not so much as sneeze witho…
I let out a ‘pfft’ of breath when she asserts that we all hate each other. On one level she’s right I guess, but it’s not the same, not what I mean. The others fool around together, hang out, laugh. Even Rys is on the damn speedball team. Sure, ever…
I plop down beside her, then go back to scraping the blade on my skin.
“I’d tell them to drokk off.” I glower at my arm, tracing the point over it slowly, thinking about how easy it would be to press down. “Besides you think Jace or Mark would ca…
Allevard
You certainly do. You catch him just right and he goes completely limp, mouth still lolling open where you get a better look at those fangs. Creepy things, probably capable of some kind of venom.
People still stand back, gawking. An amb…
Miyako trades your cups at your bidding while glancing at Kohaku. She doesn't say anything, but she really doesn't have to. On hearing your comment Kohaku does her best to still herself, though she still radiates an unusual edginess.
One thing the…
“No. It’s not over. I just don’t care. Jace got what he had coming. Why should we stay locked up? What are they going to do, really?”
I take the knife, scrape my thumb over the blade, testing its sharpness. I pull back my sleeve and ghost the sh…
I stride forward holding out my hand.
"Here, give me that." I say, pointing at the knife in her hand. "And I'm really just letting people out. If they want."
My lips quirk at her reaction, and I move into the room, looking around.
"Me? I'm not the one playing slice and dice." I motion to her legs, covered by the blanket. "What's that about?"
I wonder at the penmanship. It isn't really a skill we have, usually, with most people using some form of computer entry, commonly voice ditation. Reading the journal reminds me of my own parents. I think about Dad and how much fun he was when I was…