It's not the money, it never was. Well that's a lie, when she was a seventeen year old runaway playing tough in some Montreal back alley, it was all about the money. It would be a long time before she'd admit to herself that she got off on running right to the edge of everything, close enough to teeter with a breeze. The potential to fall, and the ( Read more... )

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((Prompt: Kate/Sally(the mermaid) friendship? maybe set after Sally sees her feed that guy to the abnormal?))

It doesn't feel as good as she thought it would. By the time she was done chasing his goon out at gunpoint and swiftly stuffing Tad into the closest bus stop she could find, the time for that expected rush had passed. It should have felt ( Read more... )

That son of a bitch.

That goddamn son of a bitch. Even if she hadn't screwed around in every english class she ever took, Kate still didn't think she could find words for how much she hated him.

She hated that he thought he could call her 'Katie', like it was some cute little secret between them, when just the sound of it made her sick. Like she was ( Read more... )