I don't even remember when I did this, but I found it while cleaning out some folders on the compy this morning. It's odd that I'd forget to put it up, because it's kinda awesome.
Kinodana the Hunter - Ch 9Part Nine
Selanious cupped my face in his hands, and leaned in to kiss me. I almost let him.
This time, I swung at him, but he sensed the hit coming and leaned back again, so my fist hit nothing but air. He caught my arm, and held me as I started to struggle.
"Dammit, Sal, I won't let you do this!" I was screaming from hurt and rage, and I didn't care who I hit. But I stopped struggling when a voice came from the patio doors.
"It's a moot point anyways."
It was Felen, face swollen, dressed in the colors of the Gulgrian Guard, backed up by two more Guardsmen, their weapons drawn. Felen was smirking. I hate it when they smirk--it always means I'm about to get my ass handed to me on a platter.
"Selanious Gg'ratch, you're under arrest for treason and assaulting a member of the Guard."
All of the hurt and anger that I had been focusing on Selanious shifted to Felen, and bubbled up into a white hot rage. I was detached, but I heard myself scream, "I don't fragging think so!" b
Kinodana the Hunter - Ch 8
The air is so smoky, I can't see, I'm coughing and crying... Mommy, where are you Mommy?
I awoke with a start. It had been years since I'd dreamed about my mother's death at the hands of the Belan'aan Party back on Krekir homeworld. I'd worked hard since then to build up the mental shield to block it out. Emotional attachments are a weakness in my line of work. What was it about Selanious that made my guard slip? He was royalty, which usually meant arrogant, backstabbing, conniving...
I heard arguing voices coming from outside. I reached to where Selanious should have been laying in the bed--he wasn't there.
I tiptoed to the doors, staying behind the curtains and peeking out to see what was going on.
"Do you really think I give a damn anymore, Felen? We were put through hell down there, and in the end it was her connections that saved us. If I'd relied on the Family, we'd still be down there, bleeding for Dur'uk's amusement!" Selanious was doing his best not to
Kinodana the Hunter - Ch 7Part Seven
I sat on the bed, sipping hot tea as I watched Selanious pace around the room, tidying and doing various other things. A servant had brought the tea, but Selanious had sent them away with a gesture, quietly insisting on serving me himself. Frankly, it made me uncomfortable. I'm not used to even being cared about, much less waited upon, and the attention was unnerving. I cleared my throat, hoping conversation would stop Selanious's pacing.
"Gg'ratch... how long was I out?"
"Sal," Selanious muttered as he sat next to me on the bed.
"Call me Sal. Not Gg'ratch, not Selanious, just Sal. I'm sick and tired of titles and formality." Selanious paused a moment, then continued. "You were sick for a week. You regained consciousness a few times, but not for very long. You've spent as much time as the doctors will approve in my regen tank... you would have been sick for months if I hadn't pushed them."
"Why didn't you spend time in the tank when I was recovering?"