One Way Doorway (Part 2). . .

Aeryn Pip

Looking around at the survivors . . .

"Oh gods," I whisper, taking in vain entities I don't believe in. "What in the Hez does Fred think he's doing?!"

After all of that battle, with all the near misses (and out and out hits. . . . none of my friends but more than a few of these Manimals will never draw breath again!) we. . .

Okay, he's a dragon slayer. I know that. He's been trained to slay dragons, but it does NOT give him leave to point a weapon at my sister! Especially after going to so much trouble in saving his worthless emma!

"Turn around," I hiss softly. Aiming my weapon at this Fred's back.

Leon

"God damnit," I shout. "Stop!! This isn't going to help anything!"

I'm only a few years old. Only have had a damn few years to try to come to grips with emotional experiences that you regular types out there take for granted.

I've seen things that you'd not believe. Done things recently that I'd never dreamed of doing. At first, I was scared! VERY scared and didn't know what to make of these . . . people.

. . .

Shit, that Inquirer has a hard left!! Then again, I and Roy had . . .er . . . jumped her.

And if anything, she and her friends here had gotten results where it turned out Roy's would . . . not have. . .

But I know well enough that IF this foxman (or whatever) wants to get his condition cured . . . if he wants to get off this island . .

1. "Shooting the unconscious dragon female ain't going to win friends and influence people," I say slowly and softly as I come up besides. "And if you don't quit, you're working towards getting yourself shot in the f*ckin' back!"

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