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obpc0h0c ([info]obpc0h0c) wrote,
@ 2010-06-29 01:44:00

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Too much?I was surprised to hear from Melanie,...
Too much?I was surprised to hear from Melanie, and so distinctlyLately, she only spoke up
like this when Jared was aroundDoes he even care about that?
Of course he doesHe believes us more than anyone besides Jamie and Jeb
Whatdoyou mean?
But she was gone
It took us a long timeI was surprised by how far we had to goI'd been thinking we were
going to the big plaza or the kitchen–the usual places for congregatingBut we went through
the eastern field and kept going until we finally reached the big, deep black cave that Jeb had
called the game roomI hadn't been here since my black chanel quilted bag first tourThe biting scent of the sulfurous
spring greeted me
Unlike most of the caverns here, the game room was much wider than it was tallI could see
that now because the dim blue lights hung from the ceiling rather than resting on the floorThe
ceiling was only a few feet over my head, the height of a normal ceiling in a houseBut I
couldn't even see the walls, they were so distant from the lightsI couldn't see the smelly spring,
tucked away in some far corner, but I could hear it dribble and gush
Kyle sat in the brightest spot of lightHe had his long arms wrapped around his gucci pantheon legsHis face
was set in a stiff maskHe didn't look up when Ian helped me limp in
On either side of him were Jared and Doc, on their feet, both with their arms hanging loose and
ready at their sidesAs though they were… guards
Jeb stood beside Jared, his gun slung over one shoulderHe appeared relaxed, but I knew how
quickly that could changeJamie held his free hand… no, Jeb had his hand around Jamie's wrist,
and Jamie didn't seem happy about itWhen he saw me come in, though, he smiled and waved
He took a deep breath and looked pointedly at JebJeb dropped Jamie's wrist
Sharon zucca spy fendi bag stood beside Doc, with Aunt Maggie at her other side
Ian pulled me toward the edge of the darkness surrounding the tableauWe weren't alone there
I could see the shapes of many others, but not their faces
It was strange; through the caves, Ian had supported most of my weight with easeNow,
though, he seemed to have tiredHis arm around my waist was slackI lurched and hopped
forward as best I could until he picked the spot he wantedHe settled me to the floor, and then
sat beside me
“Ouch,” I heard someone whisper
I turned and could just make out TrudyShe scooted closer to us, balenciaga designer Geoffrey and then Heath
copying her
“You look rotten,” she told me“How bad are you hurt?”
I shrugged I started to wonder if Ian had let me struggle just to make a show of my
injuries–to make me testify against Kyle without wordsI frowned at his innocent expression
Wes and Lily arrived then and came to sit with my little group of alliesBrandt entered a few
seconds later, and then Heidi, and then Andy and Paige
“That's everybody,” he said“Lucina's staying with her kidsShe doesn't want them here–she
said to go on without her
Aaron sat beside Andy, and there was a short moment of borse louis vuitton sil


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