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kljr9vnpxt ([info]kljr9vnpxt) wrote,
@ 2010-06-11 02:03:00

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I lifted it, silver and gleaming, wet with blood...
I lifted it, silver and gleaming, wet with blood that was quickly shed from the smooth
casing, and cradled it in my handThe soul whose name I'd never known billowed like a silver wave in my
hand… a lovely feathered ribbon
I couldn't hate the Seeker in this formAn almost maternal love swept through me
“Sleep well, little one,” I whispered
I turned toward the faint hum of the cryotank, just to my leftJared held it low and angled, so it
was a simple matter for me to ease the soul into the shockingly cold air that gusted from the
openingI let it slide into the small space and then carefully relatched the lid
I took the cryotank from zucca spy fendi bag Jared, easing it rather than tugging it, turning it with care until it was
vertical, and then I hugged it to my chestThe outside of the tank was the same temperature as
the warm roomI cradled it to my body, protective as any mother
I looked back at the stranger on the tableDoc was already dust-ing Smooth over the sealed
woundWe made a good team: one attending to the soul, the other to the bodyEveryone was
taken care of
Doc looked up at me, his eyes full of exhilaration and wonder“Amazing,” he murmured“That
was incredible
“Good job,” I whispered back
“When do you think she'll wake up?” Doc asked
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“And if she's still thereWe'll have to wait and see
Before I could ask, Jared lifted the nameless woman tenderly from the cot, rolled her face-up,
and laid her on another, cleaner resting placeThis tenderness did not move meThis tenderness
was for the human, for Melanie
Doc went with him, checking her pulse, peeking under her lidsHe shone a flashlight into her
unconscious eyes and watched the pupils constrictNo light reflected back to blind himHe and
Jared exchanged a long glance
“She really did it,” Jared said, his voice low
I didn't hear Jeb sidle up next to me
“Pretty slick, kid,” he murmured
“Feeling a smidge chanel pearls conflicted?”
I didn't answer
Aaron and Brandt were talking behind me, their voices rising with excitement, answering each
other's thoughts before the questions were spoken
“Wait till the others hear!”
“Think of the –”
“We should go get some –”
“Right now, I'm ready –”
“Hold up,” Jeb cut Brandt off“No soul snatching until that cryotank is safely on its way into
outer spaceRight, Wanda?”
“Right,” I agreed in a firmer voice, hugging the tank tighter to my chest
Brandt and Aaron exchanged sour glances
I was going to need more alliesJared and Jeb and Doc were only three, though certainly the
most influential three hereStill, they would need gucci paolo watches support
I knew what this meant
It meant talking to Ian
Others, too, of course, but Ian would have to be one of themMy heart seemed to slump lower
in my chest, to curl limply in on itselfI'd done many things I had not wanted to do since joining
the humans, but I couldn't remember any this sharply and pointedly painfulEven deciding to
trade my life for the Seeker's–that was a huge, vast hurt, a wide field of ache, but it was almost
manageable because it was so tied up in the bigger pictureTelling Ian goodbye was a
razor-sharp piercing; it made the greater vision hard to seeI wished there was some way, any
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