Shady

Jerica opened her eyes again, lifting her head to look at Aerik. She also wanted to know that. "Oh, pfffffff." Aerik rubbed the back of his head, looking at Jayk. ...

All three of them scoffed at once. "More like, 'the reason humanity still exists' but sure, call it a cult if you want," Jayk answered dryly. "He's got a point," ...

"Just tell him," Jerica murmured, voice more of a groan than anything. She closed her eyes again. Jayk locked eyes with Aerik again. Then shrugged. Aerik sighed. "Oh, fine then. ...

That made Jayk look up to exchange a glance with Aerik. Even Jerica opened her eyes, taking part in the silent exchange. Aerik wasn't sure what to do with that ...

"Civilians," Jayk snorted, laughing at him, but keeping his eyes on the paper. He had no interest in playing twenty questions with the boy. Aerik cast an annoyed glance at ...

Aerik thought about it for a moment. He was pretty sure he'd heard the word teleport on Earth before. "I think so, yeah. We call it a Transport. You basically ...

"I suppose..." Aerik answered thoughtfully. "At least, in theory. Most people don't even know it exists."

Aerik looked at him for a moment. That was more questions all at once than he'd expected. "Not everyone can use it -- very few people know how, actually -- ...

"Mmm... we'll need to silence Femola before you get there," Aerik answered thoughtfully, then cast Jerica a sideward glance. "Hope the rum was worth it." "Mmmmmm," Jerica groaned, too hurt ...

"I... don't know," Aerik admitted. "I just use the R'hyk, and it can't do that. We'll have to get a sorcerer from the--" Guild. He couldn't tell Elias that. "A ...

"Well--" Aerik stopped as a letter materialized in the air in front of him. "What'd he say?" Jerica asked, perking up a bit. Aerik read in silence. "Well, I'll be ...

"Actually, come to think of it..." Aerik rubbed his chin, looking at Jerica thoughtfully. "We did do something similar, to get Derik in at the Palace." Jerica rubbed her face. ...

Jerica laughed, a bit too long. That would be ironic. And hysterical. The letter disappeared from Aerik's hand, and Jerica leaned back in her chair, chest heaving a bit, looking ...

"No," Aerik repeated yet again. "Alright. I guess I'll ask Derik." "Tell him I say hi!" Aerik snorted but reached for a piece of paper. "Alright... 'Femola saw Jerica. What ...

"Alright..." Aerik clapped his hands together, sighing. "So, what do we do with Femola now?" "Kill," Jerica answered without hesitating. "No," Aerik answered just as quickly. "What about you?" Aerik ...