A framed photo of a young family-the man with shaggy brown hair beside a woman with a long blonde braid draped over her shoulder, a small black boy with expressive brown eyes in her arms and a pale baby in a green onesie in his-rested on the side table next to a lamp.
HI BABIES
Her first thought in the initial glance, as glittering eyes met hers, was here’s a tiger with claws.
accurate
“Yes. How he died. Exactly as I experienced it this morning. He went into the city last evening, to meet someone. He didn’t tell me exactly who, but I knew what it was about. I fell asleep waiting for him to come home. And I woke up when he died. When I felt it all. As if I were him. The damp street, the bullet…” “…You’re an empath,” Robbie said quietly. “That’s the term I prefer. Leech is another, less favorable, one.”
BB STAHP
“According to the journal, they call themselves the Societas Draconis. Order of the Dragons. They’ve existed since the Dark Ages. …How the hell am I supposed to survive against something like that?” Akiko’s voice cracked, light pouring through the chinks in her armor. “Dad thought he could, and one of them put a bullet in his brain. I’m twenty-six and all I’ve got is a college degree in Japanese history and empathy-” “And us. You’ve got us,” Robbie interrupted firmly. His hand slid from his knee and fell onto Charlie’s hand, the larger fingers squeezing hers together so tightly they ached. “You’re not alone, Akiko.”
HI BABIES
Her first thought in the initial glance, as glittering eyes met hers, was here’s a tiger with claws.
accurate
“Yes. How he died. Exactly as I experienced it this morning. He went into the city last evening, to meet someone. He didn’t tell me exactly who, but I knew what it was about. I fell asleep waiting for him to come home. And I woke up when he died. When I felt it all. As if I were him. The damp street, the bullet…”
“…You’re an empath,” Robbie said quietly.
“That’s the term I prefer. Leech is another, less favorable, one.”
BB STAHP
“According to the journal, they call themselves the Societas Draconis. Order of the Dragons. They’ve existed since the Dark Ages. …How the hell am I supposed to survive against something like that?” Akiko’s voice cracked, light pouring through the chinks in her armor. “Dad thought he could, and one of them put a bullet in his brain. I’m twenty-six and all I’ve got is a college degree in Japanese history and empathy-”
“And us. You’ve got us,” Robbie interrupted firmly. His hand slid from his knee and fell onto Charlie’s hand, the larger fingers squeezing hers together so tightly they ached. “You’re not alone, Akiko.”
*flails*
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