Aw, fudge,' floated down to me, as a couple of golden eyes peered over a third-floor window ledge. 'You're a freaking dhampir. Why are you reading Tolkien?' I shrugged, then had to dodge the potted geranium he threw at me. 'After five hundred years, you've read just about everything. Besides, he had hella world-building skills.
Karen ChanceNobody said anything that time. Or maybe I just wasnโt listening. After all, someone had to keep an eye on the fridge.
Karen ChanceYou know, I was gutting this loser the other day, and I thought, Itโd be more fun fighting that little dhampir. I wonder if sheโs recovered yet. And here you are.โ โLucky me,โ I said. Scarface grinned. โYou know, I might even let you live. Youโre funny.
Karen ChanceHe shook me, and despite it being one-handed, it made my teeth rattle. โIf anything like that ever happens again. You. Leave. Me. Behind. Do you understand?โ I would have argued, but I was feeling a little shocky for some reason. โIโm not good at abandoning people,โ I finally said. A front-desk person scurried over, first-aid kit in hand, but Pritkin snarled at the poor guy and he quickly backed up a step. โThen get good at it!โ He stomped off, limping, one shoulder hanging at an odd angle. โYouโre welcome,โ I murmured.
Karen ChanceA gentleman would have announced himself!โ I told him, pressing against the side of the tub. โAnd a scoundrel would have joined you.โ -- Kit Marlowe to the witch Gillian (shortly before joining her in the tub!)
Karen ChancePritkin gave me a little shake and I eyed him without favor. The only other occasions when I had been dragged back in time, the trip had been triggered by proximity to a person whose past was being threatened. I have to tell you,โ I said frankly, โif someone is trying to mess with your conception or something, Iโm not feeling a pressing need to intervene.
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