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"you know I'd not care but with his...humanity off,
he may also not care enough and kill my father's pets and then I will have to
deal with my father,"Mihnea said with a sigh.
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"Why he feels the need for human pets I have no
idea." He gave her a sidelong look. "No offense I'm sure."
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Then he studied her hair as a thought occurred to
him. "I'd overnight a bit of your hair with some blood on it, not a lot mind,
and I bet that would make him flip something though if you don't know where he
is, how would he receive the package."
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He frowned because he really liked that idea. Fast,
easy, the scent of the blood of a loved one could do a lot. More than words
surely.
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"Any ideas how to manage that one because right now
I like it a lot."
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As for bringing the dead back, thank you for your
kind words, but Smaranda has been dead for a long time. Her bones...well they'd
not be in good condition if such were even possible and one must wonder if their
soul has been somewhere else for so long what that would do to their
stability."
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Of course having her here would be wonderful but he
would not allow himself to imagine that. No. Because it wasn't right to risk her
like that. That wasn't how you treated someone you loved. He pushed the thought
away firmly, if with an effort. He hated when such feelings rose again. IT was
an uncomfortable pain in the ass as it was not productive. Right now he had a
task and it was better to think of that.
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"Besides, what of these returned people?They could
be controlled by someone or worse. It simply doesn't seem natural so one must
wonder."
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"I must say if I trusted a daylight ring, I
certainly could sleep easier literally," he said with a chuckle as the pilot
slid the doors to the craft open.
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"Looks like we're here. This should be
fun!"
I'm friends with the monster that's under my
bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my
head.
Hugin