Shady

"Hey, that wasn't my fault," Jerica said defensively. "I just wanted a bottle--" she trailed of, looking at Aerik guiltily. "It's always the rum with you." He sighed, shaking his ...

Rana tensed. She'd already had so many arms around her. But, Kris didn't want anything from her. And she didn't want anything from her. She relaxed, letting her head fall ...

Rana stared at her for a moment. You're being oversensitive. You're mad at the bastards, not her. She took a deep breath then muttered, "Sorry... I'm just..." She rolled her ...

Rana looked at her irritably. Sure, her methods were a little risque -- and ended up with hands where she'd rather not have them -- but they were effective. She'd ...

"Two warehouses -- including a transport tomorrow -- and a fuckton of vouchers. You?" Rana answered, still not looking directly at her so they wouldn't draw attention.

Rana fixed her in a glare icy enough to freeze hell. "One guess."

"Aw yeah ." Rana stood up and politely made her way through the crowd -- waddling around like fat cattle -- and then stepped outside and waited for Kris.

"Ah, yes, well, you had the misfortune of running into the man who hates Jerica more than anyone else alive." "Biryn," Jerica interjected. "Biryn wants you alive." "Biryn needs me ...

Rana's gaze was locked on the speaker, but silent rage bubbled up in her the longer she listened, so she decided to instead focus on happier matters instead. She had ...

Making a real difference? Oh, you mean me? She resisted the urge to sarcastically lay a hand over her chest. What was it about Kris that made her so unable ...

"Can we make it non-rhetorical?" Rana said under her breath.

"Oh, I got more than that." Rana waved her hand vaguely. Her wallet was packed with them at that point. She just figured seventeen showers would be just enough time ...

"Pretty sure these plebeians only know one thing." Rana made a vague squeezing gesture with her hand, looking away from Kris so it wasn't quite so obvious that they were ...

"Bless," Rana muttered, reaching forward to grab a wine glass from the platter of a passing server. "I've had enough of today."

Rana groaned and rubbed her face. "Why do you give me hope, only to yank it away?"