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7 years 8 months ago #9440 by Larry
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Zaria
"Mother Rose, there are four of them. Two are fraternal twins from Karathia—a witch and warlock. Both also capable of this," I swept my hand out at the bloody mess around us.
"Also, there is one who was once Karathian, but was changed to something else—something much, much worse."
"What can be worse than all that?" Rose asked, her face stern, a frown marring her forehead.
"Ra'Ak, Mother Owl," Valegar addressed her directly. "They appear human much of the time. Until they are hungry or angry. The giant serpent they become is the deadliest creature you may ever see. Every scale and claw of such a creature carries poison that can kill you within seconds."
"You are?" Mother Rose asked.
"Valegar of the Larentii, Mother Owl."
"They told me Zaria is Larentii." She was comparing the two of us; I who looked human and Val, who certainly didn't.
"I can change my appearance easily—all Larentii can," Valegar smiled and became much shorter. The blue skin faded to humanoid flesh; a lovely, coffee color, actually.
"You look amazing," I smiled at Val.
"Thank you." He leaned in to kiss me.
"I thought you were with him," Jim pointed at Klancy.
"Here we go," Opal sighed.
"She is with several," Val's eyes twinkled as he smiled at Jim. "In the Alliance, multiple mates are recognized and sanctioned by the laws, there."
"Do not say energy sex," Opal hissed at Val.
I had to hide my face against Val's shoulder to keep from snickering. She'd said it on purpose, to lighten the mood inside a smuggler's ship that was covered in blood and bodies.

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7 years 8 months ago #9481 by Larry
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Targis, Tulgalan
Zaria
"Who's there?" Denevik Lith's voice through the door-com was rough. I'd rang his doorbell, so to speak, and he certainly wasn't expecting guests.
"A Larentii is here to see you," I told him.
"Fuck off," he snapped. I waited a few seconds.
"I will be there momentarily," Jusef, his Amterean manservant, answered. I suppose Denevik had a right to be grumpy; his wife, Breszca, had been dead less than a year. She, a natural-born citizen of Tulgalan, wasn't immortal.
Denevik, the last living male of the House of Lith, was. For years, he and Breszca had attempted to have a second child together. Those efforts had failed. She was now gone, and Denevik had eternity to miss her.
Raedah, Reah's mother, was Denevik and Breszca's only child, and she'd died long ago at the hands of a jealous co-wife.
One of Reah's first set of twins was named after her.
Jusef opened the door and blinked at me. He started to shut it again; I didn't look like a Larentii. That's when I pulled myself to my full height, my skin becoming the familiar blue of any Larentii.
The door stopped, then opened wider.
Just like Jusef's eyes.
"What the hell are you doing, Jusef?" Denevik demanded as he walked up behind the dwarf. He stopped short when he caught sight of what stood outside his door.
"Hello, Denevik," I said. "I told you I was Larentii."

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7 years 7 months ago #9509 by Larry
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Anita
"I'll go first," Mason volunteered.
"You do that," Watson said. "We'll be right behind you. At a safe distance."
Mason walked slowly toward the wooden door of the shack. "We should have told Kiarra we were leaving," Sandra nudged my arm.
"They would have stopped us," I said. "There has to be something we're missing here. If we need to go back, we will."
Sandra held her breath as Mason pushed on the door. It should have swung open. It didn't. That mean it was locked.
"Who would lock up a rundown shack?" Sandra asked.
"Stand back," Mason warned before kicking the door down. The rest of us cringed, waiting for an explosion or something. Nothing came.
"Look at this," Mason stepped inside the shack and disappeared.
"Come on," Sandra grabbed my arm. Watson followed us in.
This was no shack. Inside was a luxurious home, albeit a small one. Someone had employed power to not only keep the structure standing, but to make it look as if it were run-down and abandoned on the outside.
Inside, it held a small living area with a television, a tiny kitchen and behind that, sleeping quarters.
It looked good enough for anyone to inhabit it—except for the rather large hole in the floor's center.
Mason stared down that hole into darkness. "Somebody's building a tunnel," he lifted his eyes to mine.
"Three guesses where it's going," Watson growled.
"I don't need three guesses. Is it a straight drop?" I asked Mason.
"No. Roughly six feet down, it bends and then slopes gradually, I think. At least that's what I see from here."
He had vampire night vision, so of course he'd see that.
"Good. I'm going in," I said. "I missed dear old V'ili in Adelaide. I'd bet everything I have that he's at the bottom of this."
"No," Watson held out a hand as I dropped into the hole and landed on solid ground below. "Come on, you wimps," my voice echoed. "Let's get this thing going."

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