Shady

“I don’t know, Jerica.” She may not understand much about Earth, but she KNEW that tone. She was annoying him. That was clear. “It’s not your only purpose.” It couldn’t ...

“But WHY do you have to use your power? People don’t have powers at all but we still do jobs. Why not just become a... I don’t know. Tax collector? ...

“But why would healing yourself doom you to being a solider?” She wasn’t even going to comprehend their government if they didn’t even have a king. Fiefdoms? But no war ...

“Why?” she asked crisply. “Did your king round up the boys in your township? Why do you matter to your war lord?”

There was a certain gravity to his tone that made her think she already knew the answer, but she couldn’t help but ask anyway. “I don’t suppose you could just ...

"I'm not a knight." She smiled to herself, even though she knew that's not how he meant it. She'd argued that she deserved knighthood for her service to the throne, ...

"Derik isn't a monster," she said firmly. "He's a good War Lord. He just... doesn't have any more control over the king than I do." She sighed. How different her ...

"And what'd she tell you?" She raised her head to look over at him, before remembering that he didn't have facial expressions to read. But his body language -- armor ...

Jerica smiled a bit, despite herself, at his comparison. She doubted that was quite true after he'd just watched her slaughter a dozen Nykerians, but the sentiment was nice. "Wow," ...

Jerica didn't breathe as she waited for a response. There it was. She'd laid it all out in the open and now he knew she was a complete monster. She ...

"No." She sighed dramatically and strode towards him, then threw herself down on one of the many couches. She flopped across it lazily, looking every bit like the teenager she ...

Jerica watched as Nen flew out the window, still too dazed from all of this to even really process or care the fact that he had wings . She blinked. ...

Jerica was getting progressively more and more frustrated. She'd wildly flipped through the stack of books in front of her, skimming them as quickly as she could for the slightest ...

That was a fair question. Request. And, it might make him more likely to follow her lead if he knew the truth. He was going to get them both killed ...

There it was. Initiation into the club. Jerica took a deep breath, trying to think of how she could even go about explaining it to him. She'd never met someone ...