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FiG-P12-TheoriesFiG-P12-Theories by RobinRone
Thanks for picking us up," Collin chirped, his voice energetic and light despite the early hour and dull plane ride. Rhiannon merely nodded curtly, her stony expression remaining firmly in place as she unlocked the trunk of her father's car. Outside of the smallest of smiles when Collin had first greeted her, she'd been distant and dour since their arrival, her eyes red-rimmed as though she'd been crying. An uneasy feeling settled in Collin's stomach, but he convinced himself it was just from the airplane food. Or lack thereof.
Tony tossed his duffel bag into the trunk, knocking Rhiannon's stuffed satchel over and spilling its contents. The sharp clatter of wood on blacktop echoed through the parking garage. Tony gingerly picked up the sharpened stake from the ground and slowly looked over the other items that had scattered across the car's interior. Little bottles of holy water glinted in the florescent lights next to silver crosses and pentag
FiG-P13-BoundFiG-P13-Bound by RobinRone
Hein eyed Frost, strolling casually across the emptied dance floor. Frost, for his part, made himself comfortable on his pile of wreckage. They regarded one another for a moment, like two stray dogs meeting in the street. Hein's eyes widened in recognition.
"," he said, making quotations in the air with his fingers. He leered at Frost, showing off needle-sharp fangs. "" he spat, lunging at Frost with inhuman speed. Hein's intended meal simply looked at him with a bored expression, and as the vampire's first step left the ground time...
The world was completely silent. Hein hovered, suspended impossibly in the air mid-leap, unable to move. Frost took his time standing up, shaking his head in admonishment. He walked slowly and deliberately around Hein's floating form. The vampire couldn't even follow the movement with his eyes. Everything was fixed, frozen in the moment. Everything, that is
FiG-P14-IntroductionsFiG-P14-Introductions by RobinRone
"Are you sure you can't be more specific than this?"
Collin sighed, rubbing at the bridge of his nose in a feeble attempt to dispel the headache that had taken root there. It had been a trying day. They had driven over four hours in the early morning to reach Leipzig. All of them had been on edge by the time they got there. Rhiannon, ever the practical young woman, had insisted they get some rest before doing anything else. Tony, ever the gentleman, had insisted on paying for her room at the hotel in addition to their own. Collin, finally showing the wisdom of his years, chose the better part of valor in the ensuing argument, (which Tony won, on the grounds that Rhiannon had paid for gas, and a stubbornness that rivaled even Frost on occasion) and desperately tried to get some sleep. "Tried" being the operative word. The restless, half-awake tossing that he'd managed to achieve had left him feeling
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