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ladyfirestarter[From here.]
Out the back door, and she's running, and the grass under her feet is damp but that won't save it for long, and there's a large body of water around here somewhere, she can feel it --
Charlie pulls up, panting, at the edge of the lake; she drops to one knee, head bowed, hands clenched, fighting it.
(like having a)
The grass around her is smoldering.
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A choked sound, half gasp and half sob, escapes her; her hands dig into the earth.
The surface of the lake near her begins to steam.
Out the back door, and she's running, and the grass under her feet is damp but that won't save it for long, and there's a large body of water around here somewhere, she can feel it --
Charlie pulls up, panting, at the edge of the lake; she drops to one knee, head bowed, hands clenched, fighting it.
(like having a)
The grass around her is smoldering.
(daughter)
A choked sound, half gasp and half sob, escapes her; her hands dig into the earth.
The surface of the lake near her begins to steam.
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:46 am (UTC)Her gaze falls, a little embarrassed.
"Woke the talent up, so to speak."
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:49 am (UTC)A moment passes in silence, and then Jack grins wickedly at her.
"Might be best you didn't talk with her, luv -- or else be able to get to the sea, instead."
And if something of longing gleams in the black eyes as he says this, well, what of it?
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Date: 2006-10-06 04:51 am (UTC)"I don't plan on talking to her again anytime soon. If I can avoid it."
The look on her face might be mistaken for irritation, rather than fear.
"She likes me."
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Date: 2006-10-06 05:09 am (UTC)Jack cocks his head to one side, setting beaded braids swinging.
"Expect she feels that she knows you, aye?"
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Date: 2006-10-06 05:14 am (UTC)A little acidly: "The names blur into each other, though, she said."
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Date: 2006-10-06 05:25 am (UTC)"Don't know exactly what to tell you, luv. I don't have such pretty tricks meself. But there's those here who do, savvy? Might be someone could help you find a more better way to manage, should trouble come calling again."
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Date: 2006-10-06 05:36 pm (UTC)"I'm not sure what you mean."
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Date: 2006-10-10 03:38 am (UTC)"What I mean is, luv, that there's lots of people here what have interesting abilities and little magics of their own. Might could be one of them could help you with your--"
He waves both hands in the air, fluttering his fingers to imitate dancing flames.
"--savvy?"
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Date: 2006-10-10 03:48 am (UTC)"Are you thinking of anyone in particular?"
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Date: 2006-10-10 03:59 am (UTC)It's more appropriate than usual, as Jack promptly says,
"Look for a fellow what's named Adam Young. Special sort, he is. About so tall--"
Swaying slightly, he holds up a hand to show Adam's height. As he's still on the Pearl's deck and Charlie's on shore, this may be less than helpful.
"Brown hair. Might see him with a red-haired lass, the lovely Alanna."
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Date: 2006-10-10 04:15 am (UTC)She could do worse than follow his suggestion.
"Thank you," she says, very seriously. "I'll tell him you gave me his name, if I may?"
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Date: 2006-10-10 04:30 am (UTC)He's still grinning.
"He'll remember me."