"Chaos, probably. Damn things can't seem to get enough of it. Imp, perhaps, or shadowbeast, even."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Li He laughed. "You people only know about kitsune these days. I'm a huli jing, Chinese nine-tailed fox spirit. The kumiho of Korea and kitsune of Japan are descended from Chinese migrants from way back when, and that's what they've been known as ever since. So you could say we're related."
"And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:7
China. Japan. Words that had no meaning to her. She only knew of Arkir and the fox-ones there. "Chinese? Japan?"
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
I'm so glad Hades split off with James - I would be so behind if he hadn't!
"I don't mind at all," Hades replied with a smile. "I doubt that she would have believed you." They walked in silence for about a minute before he thought of something. "If you do need to give a name for me, you could say Adrian Dixon. It's the name I used to register at this hotel."
They returned to what Hades viewed as a very awkward silence. He wasn't sure what he should say to James. The man was new to the idea that things other than normal people existed, so he didn't want to say anything that would leave him confused or nervous.
"So how long have you worked here?" he finally settled on.
Raven shakes her head. "No...I'm not from...here." ______
"Hard to know. Let's see if we can find the others and let them know what we've found, see what they make of it."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Raven nods. "I can see...see through the walls. Between them. I can make holes in them, too."
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He stands and starts back to the hotel. At least it's stopped raining.
Raining. It was raining when he came in. Then how in the world was there fire?
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Jeanine notices this too. "Umm.. maybe... the fire got put out by the-" she gasps. "Is there such thing as a dragon demon? Dragonfire can burn through rain!"
"It would explain why it didn't smell like hellfire but burned in the wet..."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
"Most certainly. It'd mean whoever or whatever we're looking for would have to be draconic, however, which seems rather...odd."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
There’s always a story. It’s all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything’s got a story in it. Change the story, change the world. — Terry Pratchett
