- Sun Dec 31, 2017 2:11 pm
#18247
Matt scented Cora’s turn of emotions, so he squeezed her arm comfortingly. His situation was hell, but he’d come to terms with it, he told himself. It didn’t fall him anymore to know that he belonged to her. She was his, he was hers. Granted, the power dynamics of their relationship rested solely on her...
He bounced away from thinking about the curse with a practiced ease. It was simpler to not think about that. Besides, she was managing the Dark Lady extremely well, all things considered. They were able to go out on a date, even. It was a nice night and he needed to focus on that’s instead of anything else. Besides, he had another bullfrog to bullshit with.
Rebel, of all people...Matt listened with interest and nodded. When Rebel rubbed his hip, Matt commented on the gesture. That spot, along with several others, felt funny under his radar. More dense, different texture...something wrong with it.
”Shrapnel? Hell of a wound...I’ve caught a bullet with my name on it, but never anything ‘addressed to occupant’ like that...”
He grimaced in disgust. Every era had their nasty, disgusting weapon technology that made war not worth fighting. The Persians has scythe chariots, the first Great War had barbed wire and chemical attacks, and their current era had fragmentary bombs. Nasty, nasty shit.
He bounced away from thinking about the curse with a practiced ease. It was simpler to not think about that. Besides, she was managing the Dark Lady extremely well, all things considered. They were able to go out on a date, even. It was a nice night and he needed to focus on that’s instead of anything else. Besides, he had another bullfrog to bullshit with.
Rebel, of all people...Matt listened with interest and nodded. When Rebel rubbed his hip, Matt commented on the gesture. That spot, along with several others, felt funny under his radar. More dense, different texture...something wrong with it.
”Shrapnel? Hell of a wound...I’ve caught a bullet with my name on it, but never anything ‘addressed to occupant’ like that...”
He grimaced in disgust. Every era had their nasty, disgusting weapon technology that made war not worth fighting. The Persians has scythe chariots, the first Great War had barbed wire and chemical attacks, and their current era had fragmentary bombs. Nasty, nasty shit.
