He chuckled, wincing from the pain, “But not well. I got beat.”
The orc answered with a menacing grin, showing off her fangs and tusks. “Well you should see the other guy.”
Monara tilted her head forward a touch, then back—an almost-mechanical nod. “The day we first met was that of the commemoration of the Treaty between our worlds. I have reflected much upon this, on how much I would have never witnessed and experienced had it not been for humankind’s willingness to trust the people of my world. Or that of the Glints.”
Faye just smiled and nodded. “Kinda ironic, isn’t it?”
Ira's small smile turned into a snarl at the tone in his voice, before she calmed the flame, "Remember my gift? Today is the day." She grinned and stepped closer to him.
With each step she took closer, he tried to shift back. All the way as far back as he could go. He could feel despair grip his throat as his back hit the wall next to his all too cozy cot, "Right, the 'gift.'" He sneered softly, eyes downcast as she sat next to him, "Does it come with another beating? I miss that oh so very much."
Another round of grumbling. "No, I shouldn't have to babysit you to keep you from running away from your duties. Just go on patrol, and we'll find some other time to hang out."
"Aww, fine. But don't blame me if I get distracted and 'run away from my duties' again, ain't my fault I don't have someone responsible to keep track of me."
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“Those cries...” Hari said. “...don’t sound Humaine.”
“And look, there.” Yuma pointed. “More dead bodies... Laichanan all of them.”
„Your name was Toby, right?“
„Yeah?“
„When the time comes, I will crush you like a fly.“
„.... ooookay.“ Toby took a step to the side.
“Don’t you think we should relax for a bit at least?”
“How can relax when my brother’s life is on the line?”
“We can’t kill it for the way its race is?” Maedra argued, surprising even herself. “It’s just a harmless little baby. Look, it’s barely able to see... the poor thing.”
“What do you suppose we do then?” Hari scowled, tightening his grip on the iron poker he held.
“The director’s son is murdering clients, and you feel uncomfortable!? Come on Maggie, something needs to be done!”
“What should I do?”
You killed her!” Ahiko exclaimed. As they ran through the woods and reached a clearing. Rokuzo turned to her quietly. “She is unconscious, I was counting.” He paused, “If I did it right.
“And its mother?” Rubia asked instead. “Won’t it come after...?”
“They are dead, its parents.” Maedra replied sadly. “I couldn’t let them kill it... it can’t be held responsible for what others did.”
“I am Arden, son of Echtor.” The boy’s chest puffed up. “I am a friend to Eldrek, commander of the Diabane outpost. And friend to Brenrek and Angrek as well.”
“Well met, young Arden.” Kadrek was impressed by the boy’s confidence. “Aye, Eldrek indeed commands at the outpost. Brenrek and Angrek are my brothers-in-arms. Echtor is well known among us; the chieftain of Anglathe. And you... are his son?”
“The Laichanan carrying her off was heading north.” Kadrek offered, licking his fingers. “But he could have taken her anywhere. Mmm, this is the best roast boar I have ever had.”
“Yes, it is.” The slender boy holding the largest piece of meat grinned. “My cousin Rubia’s got a natural talent when it comes to cooking. She’s the best.”
“But he’s just a baby... he cannot...” The girl protested and rose to her feet in alarm.
“Laichanan are not like you Humaine.” Kadrek stated, leaning back against the tree. “You may have noticed that your newborn pet is now twice as large since you found it. They grow fast, especially when fed on meat and blood.”
Not exactly two lines but I thought a little more context was necessary.
"Thank you," I said.
He sniffed again with a raised chin. "For what?"
"For not forgiving me."
He nodded. "You're welcome."
“So Daren, have you thought about my proposal?” he inquired, looking straight into the younger man’s eyes.
The latter tried to resist the urge to avert his gaze, “I’m afraid my answer remains the same, my Lord…” Daren asserted.
“Shouldn’t you be locked away somewhere dark and gloomy to prep yourself to become a vampire?” Kerren knew right away he shouldn’t have said that. That was one of the mental rules he had made for himself, never back talk Ice or Talon.
Talon quirked an eyebrow, “Here I thought that smart mouth would have been beaten out of you…. Let’s give you a quick refresher about why you don’t use that mouth….” Talon grabbed the front of Kerren’s shirt before putting the lit end just below Kerren’s shirt collar.
This is from chapter five, which isn't posted yet, but should be very soon yes!
“She must be something really special.” Maedra went on in a low voice, much to Kadrek’s amusement.
“Why does that matter?” Yuma asked her sister with a wide grin. “Do you want Arden for yourself?”
"So no, I don’t intend to waste a minute of life on fear.” As she spoke, she had unconsciously planted her feet in a wide stance that emphasized her words.
Bron, faced by her steadfast decision, had no answer. He envied that kind of reckless goal.
-I guess Bron doesn't say anything here, but his silence speaks volumes so I included it.
