Say it again, lass.
If it keeps him from turning all UP on me, fine. Christian. Christian. Christian.
He smiles faintly. I think. Feck if I can figure out whats going on with his face. No more than I can figure out how he keeps sneaking up
Holy flour chunks! It dawns on me. You can sift! You really are turning total UP. Like with all the superpowers. Dude! What else are you getting?
If it was a smile, it just disappeared. He doesnt look as happy as Id be if I was getting all that juice. I bet his fuel tank doesnt run out of gas. Im so jealous I could spit. But that, too, would require energy.
He moves forward, steps from the shadows, and I see hes carrying a box under his arm.
Im going to kill Ryodan, he says.
I unwrap my arms from around my head. Were doing normal conversational tones again. I tuck the sword beneath my coat.
Good luck with that. You figure out how to, you let me know, okay?
Here, take this. He shoves the box at me.
I fumble for it, clumsy from hunger. Its slippery with a coating of ice. I catch it as it hits the ground. Sloppy! I recognize the color and shape now that its in my hands, and light up like a Christmas tree. Christian! I beam. Ill say his name however many times he wants. Ill crow it from the top of water towers. What the feck, Ill compose a jaunty ditty for him and sing it as I whiz around Dublin!
He just handed me a whole box of Snickers! I rip open a wrapper, break the half-frozen bar in half and cram it in my mouth sideways.
When I toss my hair out of my face and look up to thank him around a mouthful, hes gone.
Three candy bars later what just happened sinks in.
I sit on the curb, stow the candy bars away in my pockets and pack, and say, Aw, bugger.
Christian knew how bad I needed food. He watches me. I wonder why. I wonder how often. I wonder if hes out there right now, looking at me from somewhere and I dont even know it. Dude, I got an Unseelie prince spying on me. Great.
Tank full again, I swing by Dublin Castle. Three days was a long time to be out of commission. I got a job to do. A beat to walk. A superheros work is never done. Between patrolling my city, printing and distributing the Daily, slaying Unseelie, keeping an eye on Jo and the other sidhe-seersand now working for Ryodan all night every nightthere arent going to be enough hours in the day!
Where the bloody hell have you been? Inspector Jayne says the instant he sees me. Ive got Unseelie spilling out of every cage. We agreed that you would come by three times a week and slay them with the swordand thats barely enough as it is. I havent seen you in five days! Five bloodydays! If you wont take your responsibilities seriously, my men will relieve you of that weapon.
He stares at the pucker of leather, where my swords tucked beneath a long coat that brushes the laces of my high-top sneakers. Its May and almost too warm to be wearing my favorite black leather. Soon Im going to have to sling the sword over my back and deal with everybody staring at it, coveting it. At least now lots of folks dont know I have it. Then again my rep is starting to precede me. Jo said I was a legend!
You just try that, dude. I swagger onto the training green, between him and his men. A few dozen of them are in full armor, sweating up a stink-storm. Supersmell is a pain in the butt sometimes. Hes been working them hard. I wonder whats with that. Its night. He usually has his men out hunting at night, patrolling, keeping the streets safe.
We glare at each other.
He softens. He always does. He has a hard time looking at me and staying mad. He sees his own kids in my face. Jaynes got a supersoft spot for children. He and his wife have been taking in orphans left and right. I dont know how he feeds them all. But Jaynes no dummy. I suspect hes got stores stashed away, too. Till tonight, it seemed like most of us were playing by the same rules. Take a lotbut leave some.
No rules anymore. Somebodys cleaning the shelves. Thats just not civilized.
Damn it all to hell, Dani, I was worried about you!
Get over it, Jayne. I take care of myself just fine. Always have.
He gets that look in his eyes that always makes me uncomfortable, like hes about to put a fatherly arm around me or wipe a smudge of blood off my cheek. I shudder. My sword hands itching and Im all about scratching it. Im here now. Quit wasting time. Which Unseelie you want dead first?
Do you know why were not out hunting tonight?
I dont like being cued to speak so I just look at him.
No room in the cages. Go make me all of it. And dont leave until you have.
He glances again at the pucker of sword under my coat then does something he does a lot. He looks at his men, and looks back at me again, all cool and speculative-like. Hes not seeing a kid when he does it. Hes seeing an obstacle.
I know Jayne real well. He doesnt even know he does it.
Hes wondering if they could take my sword. Wondering if hed let his men kill me to get it. If I told him that, hed deny it to the end of days. He thinks he really cares about me, and on a level he does. He thinks hed like to take me home to his wife and make me part of their family, give me the kind of life hes pretty sure I didnt have.
If it keeps him from turning all UP on me, fine. Christian. Christian. Christian.
He smiles faintly. I think. Feck if I can figure out whats going on with his face. No more than I can figure out how he keeps sneaking up
Holy flour chunks! It dawns on me. You can sift! You really are turning total UP. Like with all the superpowers. Dude! What else are you getting?
If it was a smile, it just disappeared. He doesnt look as happy as Id be if I was getting all that juice. I bet his fuel tank doesnt run out of gas. Im so jealous I could spit. But that, too, would require energy.
He moves forward, steps from the shadows, and I see hes carrying a box under his arm.
Im going to kill Ryodan, he says.
I unwrap my arms from around my head. Were doing normal conversational tones again. I tuck the sword beneath my coat.
Good luck with that. You figure out how to, you let me know, okay?
Here, take this. He shoves the box at me.
I fumble for it, clumsy from hunger. Its slippery with a coating of ice. I catch it as it hits the ground. Sloppy! I recognize the color and shape now that its in my hands, and light up like a Christmas tree. Christian! I beam. Ill say his name however many times he wants. Ill crow it from the top of water towers. What the feck, Ill compose a jaunty ditty for him and sing it as I whiz around Dublin!
He just handed me a whole box of Snickers! I rip open a wrapper, break the half-frozen bar in half and cram it in my mouth sideways.
When I toss my hair out of my face and look up to thank him around a mouthful, hes gone.
Three candy bars later what just happened sinks in.
I sit on the curb, stow the candy bars away in my pockets and pack, and say, Aw, bugger.
Christian knew how bad I needed food. He watches me. I wonder why. I wonder how often. I wonder if hes out there right now, looking at me from somewhere and I dont even know it. Dude, I got an Unseelie prince spying on me. Great.
Tank full again, I swing by Dublin Castle. Three days was a long time to be out of commission. I got a job to do. A beat to walk. A superheros work is never done. Between patrolling my city, printing and distributing the Daily, slaying Unseelie, keeping an eye on Jo and the other sidhe-seersand now working for Ryodan all night every nightthere arent going to be enough hours in the day!
Where the bloody hell have you been? Inspector Jayne says the instant he sees me. Ive got Unseelie spilling out of every cage. We agreed that you would come by three times a week and slay them with the swordand thats barely enough as it is. I havent seen you in five days! Five bloodydays! If you wont take your responsibilities seriously, my men will relieve you of that weapon.
He stares at the pucker of leather, where my swords tucked beneath a long coat that brushes the laces of my high-top sneakers. Its May and almost too warm to be wearing my favorite black leather. Soon Im going to have to sling the sword over my back and deal with everybody staring at it, coveting it. At least now lots of folks dont know I have it. Then again my rep is starting to precede me. Jo said I was a legend!
You just try that, dude. I swagger onto the training green, between him and his men. A few dozen of them are in full armor, sweating up a stink-storm. Supersmell is a pain in the butt sometimes. Hes been working them hard. I wonder whats with that. Its night. He usually has his men out hunting at night, patrolling, keeping the streets safe.
We glare at each other.
He softens. He always does. He has a hard time looking at me and staying mad. He sees his own kids in my face. Jaynes got a supersoft spot for children. He and his wife have been taking in orphans left and right. I dont know how he feeds them all. But Jaynes no dummy. I suspect hes got stores stashed away, too. Till tonight, it seemed like most of us were playing by the same rules. Take a lotbut leave some.
No rules anymore. Somebodys cleaning the shelves. Thats just not civilized.
Damn it all to hell, Dani, I was worried about you!
Get over it, Jayne. I take care of myself just fine. Always have.
He gets that look in his eyes that always makes me uncomfortable, like hes about to put a fatherly arm around me or wipe a smudge of blood off my cheek. I shudder. My sword hands itching and Im all about scratching it. Im here now. Quit wasting time. Which Unseelie you want dead first?
Do you know why were not out hunting tonight?
I dont like being cued to speak so I just look at him.
No room in the cages. Go make me all of it. And dont leave until you have.
He glances again at the pucker of sword under my coat then does something he does a lot. He looks at his men, and looks back at me again, all cool and speculative-like. Hes not seeing a kid when he does it. Hes seeing an obstacle.
I know Jayne real well. He doesnt even know he does it.
Hes wondering if they could take my sword. Wondering if hed let his men kill me to get it. If I told him that, hed deny it to the end of days. He thinks he really cares about me, and on a level he does. He thinks hed like to take me home to his wife and make me part of their family, give me the kind of life hes pretty sure I didnt have.
