"Okay, so, I gotta ask," Doug said. Nell was surprised by the man's light, almost lyrical voice. "What is the story with you and The Afterdark?"
Nell got the sense the men were both smiling. "I work for villains, you know that."
Doug held out his hand and gave a thumb down gesture. "No evading the question."
"That's not fair," Walker said quietly to Doug, but he didn't really interrupt. Nell blushed a little and was slightly uncomfortable, but Walker and Doug were good-natured people who had impressed her thus far.
A resounding crash came from somewhere below the room. The tiny hairs on the back of Nell's neck stood straight up and all of her muscles tensed, making her injuries act up. Walker was on his feet, and Doug remained in his chair (though he straightened his posture). Both pointed their guns at Nell.
"Seer's back?" she mouthed.
Doug gave one of his tiny nods.
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In a city made to accommodate people between five and six and a half feet tall, there was no room for a giant. Derek resented cars and ceilings, but found one thing that he liked: he was stronger than everyone else and he weighed more than anyone else. He had no problem breaking down doors, and Seer's door was pretty pathetic. Rather than swing inward, it splintered into a thousand pieces, leaving The Afterdark feeling unusually satisfied.
The room was small, and the lights were out. Derek looked around and saw a table with two chairs. There was blood on one chair and some spatter on the table, but the biggest puddle was on the floor.
He knew it was Nell's at once, not because of any quality of the state of the room, but because he knew Nell didn't have a chance of wounding someone so severely that they lost this much blood. She was too weak.
Nell got the sense the men were both smiling. "I work for villains, you know that."
Doug held out his hand and gave a thumb down gesture. "No evading the question."
"That's not fair," Walker said quietly to Doug, but he didn't really interrupt. Nell blushed a little and was slightly uncomfortable, but Walker and Doug were good-natured people who had impressed her thus far.
A resounding crash came from somewhere below the room. The tiny hairs on the back of Nell's neck stood straight up and all of her muscles tensed, making her injuries act up. Walker was on his feet, and Doug remained in his chair (though he straightened his posture). Both pointed their guns at Nell.
"Seer's back?" she mouthed.
Doug gave one of his tiny nods.
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In a city made to accommodate people between five and six and a half feet tall, there was no room for a giant. Derek resented cars and ceilings, but found one thing that he liked: he was stronger than everyone else and he weighed more than anyone else. He had no problem breaking down doors, and Seer's door was pretty pathetic. Rather than swing inward, it splintered into a thousand pieces, leaving The Afterdark feeling unusually satisfied.
The room was small, and the lights were out. Derek looked around and saw a table with two chairs. There was blood on one chair and some spatter on the table, but the biggest puddle was on the floor.
He knew it was Nell's at once, not because of any quality of the state of the room, but because he knew Nell didn't have a chance of wounding someone so severely that they lost this much blood. She was too weak.
