"I remember your scream. And your other actions and words." Laura gestured, a touch flamboyantly, and the ballroom was shrouded in darkness, while the floor seemed to shudder.
And cutting through the darkness were words, almost as if they were coming from under water even if the voice was Mircalla's. “Not nearly enough payback for making us freeze.” The floor stopped shaking but the rest came as if it was moving away, making it even less comprehensible even if the language was English. “If I had my way I’d keep her up till morning.”
As the lights turned back on Laura raised one eyebrow to Mircalla. "I don't want to wake up." But from her tone Mircalla had some explaining to do.
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"So Laura opened the door?" Ell frowned. "Unwatched. There are about ten supernatural creatures that could open a door like that. And I know that Laura isn't an archangel, a duchess of hell, a crossroads ghost, a demigod of doorways, or a grim reaper."
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Date: 2018-02-05 07:25 pm (UTC)From:And cutting through the darkness were words, almost as if they were coming from under water even if the voice was Mircalla's. “Not nearly enough payback for making us freeze.” The floor stopped shaking but the rest came as if it was moving away, making it even less comprehensible even if the language was English. “If I had my way I’d keep her up till morning.”
As the lights turned back on Laura raised one eyebrow to Mircalla. "I don't want to wake up." But from her tone Mircalla had some explaining to do.
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"So Laura opened the door?" Ell frowned. "Unwatched. There are about ten supernatural creatures that could open a door like that. And I know that Laura isn't an archangel, a duchess of hell, a crossroads ghost, a demigod of doorways, or a grim reaper."