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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 8:47 pm
She almost laughed, but the sound would have been too bitter to contain humor.
"It was not me they sought."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 8:55 pm
"Right, my mistake," Ivan said and sat at the bar. "So obviously someone close to you otherwise you wouldn't have been around to get in the way and mess things up."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 8:58 pm
Close in more ways than one, but, once again, that was information that did not need sharing.
"In any case, the assassin is dead."
She killed him herself.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:10 pm
Ivan said nothing and stared at Emma intently. She obviously didn't want to tell him anything and they were reaching the point where her strength was enough to stand up to him. Pretty soon she would be able to overpower him and then where would he be? On the floor with no knowledge.
"Right," Ivan sighed. "Forget it then. I'll leave you be."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:12 pm
"Whoever said I wanted that?" Her tone had shifted, and she knew she had the upper hand. She could stand without swaying at this point and could probably manage a decent-sized fireball.
"You are simply not asking the right questions, my boy. Girl. Whatever you are."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:14 pm
"Now don't you get condescending with me," Ivan stood up and growled. "I'm 100% male and Zach... well he should be but isn't right now. But that's not the point! The point is who would be close to you worth assassinating? And then the next question is who would this worthy person know that would want to assassinate them?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:18 pm
Rather than give a verbal reply, she raised her left hand. Her face remained inscrutable, a whisper of power in the air around her.
Gold encircled her ring finger, glowing faintly in the dim light of the tavern.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:20 pm
"... oh," Ivan realized what the ring meant and knew who she was referring to. Then the realization actually hit him. "OH! Well now that makes quite a bit of sense."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:21 pm
Question sighed. He had run out of the supplies to make industrial-strength hair gel and had no plans on collecting more. He was about to walk through the tavern door when he noticed light emanating from the inside. Sensing trouble, he carefully listened to what was going on.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:24 pm
She nodded in satisfaction that he now understood.
"I think I need not say more."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:26 pm
"Yeah, that pretty much covers it," Ivan said, mentally berating himself for not making the connection sooner. "Unless you've got a way to snap Zach back to reality then I don't think there's anything left to talk about."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:29 pm
She smiled suddenly, looking for all the world like something with sharp teeth eying something with very thin skin.
"That I can do."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:30 pm
"What, really?" Ivan was surprised by this. "How... no, don't tell me. It isn't important. I'm just not going back to that fight-crazy place he keeps going to, so hurry up."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:35 pm
"As you wish."
A subtle gesture and whispered word would (hopefully) have rooted Zach's feet to the floor. "This may sting.", she muttered as she placed a finger on his forehead.
The enchantress began to weave a spell.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:37 pm
Ivan slipped back and let Zach regain control of the body. Hopefully for him Emma's spell would be able to fill in whatever Zach had lost with his wings and she'd be able to go about doing as she pleased like usual. Dealing with people was not something Ivan enjoyed doing.
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