Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Dead Rite chapter 135.05


“I wish we still had her, too.” Harold tried to hold back the deep sigh but it escaped anyway. “And Felicia.” He shot Gillian a glance and saw her eyes harden. “She was upset.”

“And she almost bit Lucy's face off. What was I supposed to do? Just let it go?”

“No, of course not.” Harold looked away from his partner's icy stare. “I love Lucy too. The point is, she didn't bite Lucy, did she? Her innate sense of right overpowered the wolf desire and left Lucy unharmed. I don't even remember what the two of you were fighting about.”

“She went rabid after you casually mentioned you killed Julie accidentally.”

“We didn't. Not actually kill her. It's probably our fault she went insane, but we tried to fix her.”

Jasfoup held up his hands. “Don't include me in this.”

“Don't include you?” Harold's voice went up half an octave. “It was your idea to swap her consciousness with a legionnaire.
“It was your fireball that burned her to a crisp in the first place.”

“Ah, no. It was her fetiche that set the caravan on fire. There was nothing wrong with my spellcrafting.”

Gillian moved seven feet in the blink of an eye and slapped them. “You're both to blame. If anyone should apologise to Felicia, it's you.”

“Us?” Harold frowned. “I hate to point this out, love, but it was you who threw her out. You're the one who needs to eat humble pie and ask her back.”

“I don't think so.” In contrast to Harold's voice, Gillian's had dropped an octave and she pointed at Harold with one finger. “It was your doing. You deal with the consequences. Stop leaving everyone else to clean up your messes.” She pointed at Jasfoup. “That goes for you, too.”

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