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Default   #58   sylvanSpider sylvanSpider is offline
Weaver of Webs
Hell
Olivia pressed her lips tightly together, nodding. She wasn't exactly the bastion of innocence with the amount of payback she'd dealt – but they deserved it. If they were killing angels, they were killing decent people, right? Decent people that go to the Border to kill other people... she reminded herself. I will fight...and I will kill, she signed carefully, looking Xander in the eyes attempting comfort, It will be hard at first, but I believe I can.

Axle waggled his eyebrows, a grin appearing on his face, “You saw it a moment ago, didn't you? Or...wait...do the living not have those yet? I guess living in a place where technomancers exist have its perks.” Again, he tossed the flat square up from his pocket, but this time it expanded – unfolding to expose a flat levitating board, lighting up red at the bottom, more red lights interspersing in various patterns on the top surface. He nodded toward Xander and snorted, “Hope Olivia doesn't die of fucking boredom from your chauffeur before you even make it to the training ground.” He laughed, hopping on, the board only slightly dipping under his weight. When he was situated, he held out his hand to guide Nancy to stand in front of him.

“Okay. I'm not trying to come on to you, okay?” Axle said, ideally shutting down any doubts Nancy might have about the situation, “But I'm gonna need to grab your waist to shift weight where it needs to go. I used to ride with Kady all the time, so it's perfectly safe. Watch. We'll get through our first training session before Xander even has his fancy pants driver slave called.”
Heaven
Sage stood, still enamored from the fight though it was now over. He'd already died on the battlefield a couple of times now, at the hands of the angel who now lay face down, gorgeous blonde locks now soaked in her own blood. He knew she would get back up, and yet, and yet, someone so strong was brought down so low right before his eyes.

Katarina lifted an arm, placing her palm in the puddle of blood that sprung from her chest and used it to prop herself up, “As are you. I will be sure to not underestimate you next time.” As she spoke, she sat up, slowly getting to her feet. She was pale, her body rushing to replace all the blood she'd lost, “Avani is right. When you have the opportunity to kill, take advantage. Do not think twice and do not consider mercy. They are demons. Remember that. Give them a chance at a better life and let them return to the mortal world. Now, it is your turn.”

Sage blinked, gulping, and looking over to Luka. “Wait, wait, wait. You want me to kill him?” he said, pointing at Luka, “You saw what he can do, right? You all saw that? How can I ever hope to compete with that?!”

“By eating him,” Katarina said simply.
All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.

Even insects breathe.

-Rawi Hage, Cockroach
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