“Well, how are you going to repay me for this favor?” Sandra cocked her head to one side, soft bangs covering her twinkling eyes.
Thomas’s eyes widened. Color tainted his cheeks. “Umm.”
Damn. Here goes nothing.
“Would dinner and drinks be enough?” he blurted.
Double or nothing day - four lines of dialogue instead of two -
“That the Alvaine are deceptive goes without a doubt.” The commander gave his warrior a stern look. “This one may be using this pretence to get closer to our Outpost.”
“What possible gain will Dainzel get by doing that.” Kadrek persisted, though with some care.
“Is that her name?” Eldrek’s immense square jaw clenched tightly. “You are quite familiar with this Alvaine, it seems.”
“She has aided... the Humaine in their need, as much as I have.” The younger warrior stubbornly held his ground, “I see nothing to doubt her intentions yet, Commander.”
"You are not suicidal and I’m sorry I said that. Although... You did punch a skeleton.”
“Don't undersell it. I punched a skeleton made of stone. I didn't have time to grapple with it, with his friends chasing me."
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“Wandersmead was once a sacred place for the Humaine, back in our early years.” Sora’s lilting voice reached her sharp hearing. “I’ve read much about it in the historical scrolls in the Winnowood library.”
“Do those scrolls mention anything about treasure being buried there?” Hari asked her in a tone that gave away his cynicism.
“I did no such thing, Chantel!” Her father put his newspaper down and looked at her, “What’s wrong?”
“Darren told me you tried to keep him from being friends with me. Now I know there was a reason you didn’t want him at my sixth birthday party!” Chantel exclaimed, slamming her fork on the table.
“And that reason is because he is a strange boy and-” Her father scratched his head, then Chantel interrupted him.
“H-hello”, Professor Arga greeted, and hesitantly waved his hand. “We are human beings from Planet Earth. We come in peace.”
“Hu-mann?” the tailed being asked back with a heavy growling voice. Their tail was no longer lashing, but pointing up in attention.
“And you? What do you think?”
“I think that there is plenty in our ancestral history to drive a man to madness.”
“Oh...I think I’m a little drunk.” Eliza giggled as Julia helped her upright, a ghost of a smile showed on the wizard's face, she cupped her face before she pushed her brown strands behind her pointed ear. Eliza chewed her bottom lip as she inhaled deeply, as she stared at Julia with growing desire; she really should leave now.
“Just a little?” Julia responded mirthfully before she continued speaking.
“That is for her to decide, you do not command her.” Kadrek stood head to head with his heavier brother-in-arms.
“Your impudence needs to be taught a lesson.” Eldrek roared into the younger Diabane’s stone hard face. “No weapons, no armour, just our skill with bare fists.”
“But why were you hiding?” Yuma almost demanded.
“Yuma, will you stop...” Her older sister looked embarrassed.
"breaking the condition would mean you are a criminal."
" and trust me, you don't want to be one right now."
"Fair enough, I Accept."
“Impossible!” Endergast exclaimed. “Do you realize how slim the chances are of not only developing a stable mutation, but for it to occur so quickly after exposure?! Like a phoenix rising from it’s ashes, you returned from the edge of death! Remarkable!”
“I’m not your science project!” Mallory spat. As his anger grew, the aura of flames became more intense, moving and vibrating. “None of us are! The lives lost here tonight were more important that your experiments!”
He puffed out his chest, putting on a stern front as he chided his nephew. “I have to tell you, Shawn. I’m disappointed in you. You should know better than to stalk someone’s home and take pictures of them without permission. How could you not know right from wrong? I mean-”
“Who are you to tell me what I can or can’t do?!” Shawn retorted, his hands balled into fists at his side. Eyes ablaze, he glowered at his uncle with renewed energy.
“Do you not trust her?” Hari asked in a low whisper.
“I couldn’t say, but she seems different from most Humaine.” She told the boy softly. “Disturbingly so.”
“Just our fate.” Hari chuckled mirthlessly. “Everywhere we go of late ends up being in ruins.”
“We will go there, nevertheless.” Arden turned to Gazrek. “Lead on, my friend.”
“No! You are not allowed to reject this one. Haven’t you had enough rejecting such good ones before! How long do you think I paid the matchmakers to find you good proposals! But what you insolent brat did!” The beta-mother fumed.
“Then don’t! I keep telling you I don’t want to marry yet!”
"Your family could still be alive. Have you checked --"
"No. They're not."
The ending chapter comes this week! 
“I need you to figure out where exactly in the Love House is Mr. Firth tonight,” asked Taulif as he leaned on the red textured wall behind her. “Hector told me his sources say he will be here, but I have failed to locate him so far in the big, red room.”
“Ah, you mean the big muscular man with a mustache who works at the bank?” Crystal asked as she brushed her hair.
“We will know when we try.” Arden reached down and took a hold of the iron ring.
“I’m not too keen to have a broken back.” Hari sniggered.
“Can we talk?” Magnus asked, sounding as calm and cool as I bloody wished I was. The falsely flirtatious note in his voice did not elude me, effortlessly coiling around his accent. “It would mean a lot to me if you could just delete that photo you took, sweetheart…”
It occurred to me then that he was absolutely banking on me being a good little fangirl and doing as I was told. In fact, he was certainly betting everything on being able to solve this by the grace of me being his unquestioning fan, paid a thousand times over simply for the privilege of his presence.
I gazed back into those stunning, dark-lined eyes I had dreamed of on numerous occasions. A quivering breath drew through my nostrils, stilling my pounding heart as I unconsciously leant towards my idol.
“...Absolutely not,” I whispered.
