Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 29Part 29
I know he feels protective of Lidia, but it may be more important to mention that feather.
"Okay." Nathan swallowed another bite of lunch before he continued. "I'll cut to the chase: I think Gula was wearing one of your feathers in her hair."
Alton very nearly choked on the sip of water he'd just taken. "She what?"
The writer winced. "She was wearing a black feather in her hair when I saw her. I'm pretty sure it was one of yours, unless there's some other reason she could have been wearing it..."
"Doubtful." Alton rubbed his temples. "I'd wondered how she'd managed a human form, being severed from her host. I couldn't imagine she'd somehow gotten another one; doing that requires... never mind." He shook his head and sighed, smiling uneasily. "Please tell me she didn't look much different than she did at the factory, when you first saw her."
"No, not much, just less... piggy." Nathan tried to smile back. "I'm guessing the Sins can't take human form on their
Echoes - Episode 3: Reviewing the Situation
Episode 3: Reviewing the Situation
The silence was palpable. With that smile still stretched across his face, the man walked up to the bar, stopped for a moment to fish some money from his pocket, then turned to Treddz. "Here's a little extra for your pains. I appreciate the service."
She swiped the cash from his hand without hesitation and made a small bow. "Pleasure doin' business with you sir!" Treddz straightened, then turned and gave Alistair a little salute. "See ya' 'round, Ali!" With that, she bounced out of the bar the same way she came in.
As soon as she was gone, the man's smile vanished, and he looked pointedly at Snow and Parker. "Now, conversation."
"I'm not in not in the mood for conversations," Parker drawled, returning the glare.
"What do you want, Artemis?" Snow shot at him, her confident tone somewhat forced. "God, of all the Gray-cloaks the Council could have sent, it had to be you."
"Missed you too, Miss Niveus." Artemis pushed his glasses up the brid
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 28Part 28
I've been putting off telling Alton about Gula for a while now. I should probably get that taken care of before I get anything else squared away.
"I need to call Alton back," Nathan mumbled to himself, popping two slices of bread into the toaster while he finished up the eggs. Lidia had started to stir, so he fished out his phone again to give the bookseller one more call.
It rang a long time before he answered.
"Sterling and Son. This is Alton speaking. How can I help you?"
"Hey, Alton. It's Nathan again. I..."
"I can't really talk right now; we're a bit busy."
"Oh." He was about to ask how busy, but he heard Alton put the phone aside to speak with a customer, so he waited.
"Sorry about that. You still there, Nathan?"
"Yeah, um... when's a good time to call back?" He realized he didn't want to just tell him over the phone, especially if he had to do more explaining. "Or, is there a time I can stop by to talk when you're less busy? Geeze, I didn't think it'd be so
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 27Part 27
The more I think about it, the more curious I am about that off-hand remark he made about my aura.
"Actually," the writer said, smiling sheepishly while he rubbed the back of his head. "It's been kind of nagging me since you said it, but what exactly did you mean when you said my aura was pretty freaky?"
Scott grimaced, but waited for everyone to gather at the table before he answered. "Uh, yeah, freaky is the only way to describe it: you don't have one. To be honest, it's one of the reasons I keep hounding you: I've been waiting to see if one would pop up."
"Auras don't typically work that way," Alton told him, still standing so he could carve the turkey. "Even powerful entities who are aware of their auras, like us angels, are hard pressed to deliberately suppress them, or even accidentally suppress them." He raised an eyebrow. "Suppressing someone else's aura is easier, but you'd still read something."
"There are exceptions," Gabriel
Echoes - Episode 2: Heads Will Roll
Episode 2: Heads Will Roll
"I wonder what's taking Alistair so long."
Lina picked at the feathers in her hat while she watched the last of the patrons leave the bar for the night. "It's not like him to stay out on his runs so long."
"Maybe he went further downtown," Parker suggested, standing by the door, ready to lock it. He eyed Snow and Guy, still sitting at the bar. "We're closed, you know."
"I know," Snow snipped back, but she didn't leave her seat. "I'm just thinking. I didn't get a chance to find a place to stay before I got here."
"Well the inn's full," Lina drawled, rolling her eyes. "We don't have extra rooms here, not unless it's an emergency." She leaned against the bar. "There are plenty of abandoned apartments nearby though. Easy to fortify, if you're scared of the monsters."
The wizard shot her a glare. "I'm not scared."
"Of course you aren't, sweetie," Parker teased with a devious grin. "You're White Council!"
Lina snorted, but didn't hide her smirk when Snow ree