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I flexed my wrist, popped a silver needle into my palm, and offered it to him. 'What's this?' 'A needle.' 'What should I do with it?' He'd walked right into it. Too easy. 'Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.' - Kate & Saiman
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magic-strikes
saiman
kate-daniels
shapeshifters
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"I've read your summary." "And?" "It's not incompetent." Be still, my heart, so I don't faint from such faint phrase. "Did you expect it to be written in crayon?"
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magic-bleeds
saiman
praise
kate
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"Give me an opportunity to fail," Saiman said. "I promise my corpse won't interrupt your 'I told you so' speech." --
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"I sighed and put Slayer between the front seats. "Stay here. Guard the car." Saiman shut the door. "Is the sword sentient?" "No. But I like to pretend it is."
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magic-strikes
saiman
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"Your date appears to be hysterical," Rene told me. "You think I should slap some man into him?"
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magic-strikes
saiman
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"What's this " "A needle." "What should I do with it " He'd walked right into it. Too easy. "Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room."
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saiman
kate-daniels
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"Isn't that why you have that gun mounted on the front? Or is it for other reasons, because I would've thought that a man with your powers would be past the urge to compensate." Barabas grinned. "I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus," Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy to oblige."
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kate-daniels
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"Next to me, Saiman smiled. "We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck." --
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saiman
ilona-andrews
kate
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"Do you like my working persona?" Saiman asked softly. "An aesthetically pleasing combination of intelligence and elegance, wouldn't you say?" Aren't we pleased with ourselves. "Are you Chinese, Japanese, half-white? I can't tell, your features are neither here nor there." "I'm inscrutable, mysterious and intellectual." He forgot conceited. "Did you have any trouble getting that ego through the door?" Saiman didn't even blink. "Not in the least."
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"What do you think?" he asked, his voice deep and commanding. I eyed him. "Impressive, but too much." He leaned toward me, the blue eyes smoky with a promise I was shure he could fulfill. I tried not to think of the bedroom. "Too much?" "Yes. I like the menace. It's very masculine, but he looks like he would screw everything in sight and call me 'wench"
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"I know a man who is in love with my friend. He loves her absolutely. The only thing he wants in return is for her to love him." Saiman arched his eyebrows, imitating me. "And?" "You're the exact opposite of him. You lack the capacity to love, so you want to smother mine as well."
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So. You refuse my money, you serve me thirty-year-old Highland Park scotch, and we've been in the same room for approximately five minutes, yet none of my bones are broken. This leads me to believe that your back is against the wall and you desperately need me for something. I'm dying to know what that is.
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kate-daniels
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"It's a party house." "I hope for your sake it's a very tame party." If he brought me to some sort of sex orgy, he would fly right through one of those pretty windows, headfirst."
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saiman
kate
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"Curran lunged at a silver Bentley. The hood went flying. He thrust his hand into the car. Metal screamed, and Curran jerked a twisted clump out of the hood and smashed it into the nearest car like a club. "Did he just rip out the engine?" I asked. "Yes," Saiman said. "And now he's demolishing the Maserati with it." Ten seconds later Curran hurled the twisted wreck of black and orange that used to be the Maserati into the wall. The first melodic notes of an old song came from the computer. I glanced at Saiman. He shrugged. "It begged for a soundtrack."
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kate-daniels
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"Ask!" the cat said. "Ask, Kate!" Saiman prompted. "Ask!" one of the volhvs called out. I took a deep breath. The cat leaned forward in anticipation. "Would you like some milk?"
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"What happened?" "You fell." "Really? What did I fall into?" "My fist." "That explains the headache."
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"I leaned forward slightly and pulled the lower lid of my left eye down. "What the f**k?" the stocky, muscular woman behind Tremblay murmured. Not a melee fighter. She stood flat on her feet, planted like a tree, and carried no weapons. "She's asking you if you can see the care in her eye." Saiman said helpfully."
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kate-daniels
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"Saiman reached into the trunk and pulled out a pink tulle tutu. "No." "Yes." "It won't fit." "Elastic waistband," Saiman said. "It will fit." Curran's grin was pure evil. "Don't you dare," I told him. "It's too bad the magic is up," he said. "I'd take pictures." "Shut up." "Have no fear, Alpha," Ascanio said. "We'll tell no one." Kill me, somebody. Saiman held out the tulle skirt to me. "Maybe it will work without it." "Don't be ridiculous." "If I put this on, it will be ridiculous." Saiman waved the pink tutu in front of me. Fine. I snatched it out of his hands and pulled it on over my hips. Ascanio collapsed into a moaning heap of laughter. "Now what?"
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curran
kate-daniels
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"You destroyed five million dollars' worth of luxury cars." "Yes, but none of them are wearing human heads as hood ornaments."
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curran
kate
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