turned on by the idea. It did
nothing for her.
Rather
than lament the loss of things she didn’t really need, she started cleaning
again. If she ever did anything with Robby, it would be several years later,
because at that moment she wasn’t too certain she might not just bite
him. On the good side he was big enough that if he didn’t like it, he could say
no and make it stick, even against someone like her.
No one
even called until nearly six, when she was starting to slow down, not able to
stop herself from doing it. That was Lenore, who at least sounded concerned.
“Eve?
Are you still among the living?”
“Yeeaaah.”
She made herself smile, and leaned on the counter. “I’m going down though. I
can hang for a while. I think. As long as we don’t get any emergencies. Oh...Um…
Maggie Sims. Note, on the counter?”
She had
to stop talking about then, but managed to hold herself up. It was mainly about
will power, she hoped. Her eyes started to close, but she fought it, even as
time crawled around her. Looking at the clock, she understood that time was
slowing for her, rather than her just shutting down. It was a chance for her to
run then, and get to a hidden space.
Looking
around, she noticed that there weren’t a lot of good places for a dead body in
the store, really. Finally, in desperation, she took things out of the little
closet where they kept the mops, buckets, shovels and tarps. All mall stores
had those things, right? She put them away in Lenore’s office, figuring she was
going to be bitched out about it, but as soon as someone got there, she was
planning to simply go down. Sitting in a dark room. No matter how small it was.
Hopefully she didn’t wake up with a crick in her neck.
Time
positively dragged on her, and reached a point, at about seven-thirty, where
she didn’t think she was going to make it anymore. The sun was up, and she
could feel it, burning above her. Through the roof, and the light tight
solid walls and everything. It was like she was standing in the Sahara. Without
the sweat dripping down her brow. Still no one came for her, so she tried not
to leave a corpse in the middle of the store.
The
world started to look funny, after that. Distorted and with tracers being left
after she moved. Not just for her, but anything in her field of vision. Eve
just stood, practicing her yawning, and blinking. It was dangerous to close her
eyes, since more than once she didn’t want to open them again.It was only her
will power that kept her going, and her desire not to let Edom down.
A bit
after nine, with no new news, Lisa came, opening the Mage embassy across the
way. Candles and More was the cover name. It was a real store too, but Lisa was
close to being just a political staffer, as far as things went. The third in
command there, her buddy Warren, did most of the real store stuff. After about
ten minutes she came over, a cup of store bought coffee in her right hand, and
some papers in the left.
“Hi Eve!
I thought Lenore would be here. Is something wrong?”
She
shook her head, and smiled, knowing she had to sound drugged.
“Nooo.
I’m good. I mean, I can’t move and the sun is trying to eat my soul, but that’s
the lot of my kind during the day. Any news on Maggie?” She was pleased that
she managed to get the words out. The look that Lisa gave her was one that let
her know she wasn’t sounding as good as she thought though.
“Yeah.
It’s a pretty clear case of kidnapping. Marcus had her in his basement, raping
her, when the team went in. Using magic to compel her, not force, obviously.
She wasn’t pleased, when we broke that for her, but she managed to take it out
on him, not our people. I basically just came to find out what you wanted done
with him? This isn’t a death penalty case for our people.”
Was it
for Vampires? Eve was willing to bet that she’d have killed the man if she was
able to. There were worse ways to be raped than being compelled to do it,
nothing for her.
Rather
than lament the loss of things she didn’t really need, she started cleaning
again. If she ever did anything with Robby, it would be several years later,
because at that moment she wasn’t too certain she might not just bite
him. On the good side he was big enough that if he didn’t like it, he could say
no and make it stick, even against someone like her.
No one
even called until nearly six, when she was starting to slow down, not able to
stop herself from doing it. That was Lenore, who at least sounded concerned.
“Eve?
Are you still among the living?”
“Yeeaaah.”
She made herself smile, and leaned on the counter. “I’m going down though. I
can hang for a while. I think. As long as we don’t get any emergencies. Oh...Um…
Maggie Sims. Note, on the counter?”
She had
to stop talking about then, but managed to hold herself up. It was mainly about
will power, she hoped. Her eyes started to close, but she fought it, even as
time crawled around her. Looking at the clock, she understood that time was
slowing for her, rather than her just shutting down. It was a chance for her to
run then, and get to a hidden space.
Looking
around, she noticed that there weren’t a lot of good places for a dead body in
the store, really. Finally, in desperation, she took things out of the little
closet where they kept the mops, buckets, shovels and tarps. All mall stores
had those things, right? She put them away in Lenore’s office, figuring she was
going to be bitched out about it, but as soon as someone got there, she was
planning to simply go down. Sitting in a dark room. No matter how small it was.
Hopefully she didn’t wake up with a crick in her neck.
Time
positively dragged on her, and reached a point, at about seven-thirty, where
she didn’t think she was going to make it anymore. The sun was up, and she
could feel it, burning above her. Through the roof, and the light tight
solid walls and everything. It was like she was standing in the Sahara. Without
the sweat dripping down her brow. Still no one came for her, so she tried not
to leave a corpse in the middle of the store.
The
world started to look funny, after that. Distorted and with tracers being left
after she moved. Not just for her, but anything in her field of vision. Eve
just stood, practicing her yawning, and blinking. It was dangerous to close her
eyes, since more than once she didn’t want to open them again.It was only her
will power that kept her going, and her desire not to let Edom down.
A bit
after nine, with no new news, Lisa came, opening the Mage embassy across the
way. Candles and More was the cover name. It was a real store too, but Lisa was
close to being just a political staffer, as far as things went. The third in
command there, her buddy Warren, did most of the real store stuff. After about
ten minutes she came over, a cup of store bought coffee in her right hand, and
some papers in the left.
“Hi Eve!
I thought Lenore would be here. Is something wrong?”
She
shook her head, and smiled, knowing she had to sound drugged.
“Nooo.
I’m good. I mean, I can’t move and the sun is trying to eat my soul, but that’s
the lot of my kind during the day. Any news on Maggie?” She was pleased that
she managed to get the words out. The look that Lisa gave her was one that let
her know she wasn’t sounding as good as she thought though.
“Yeah.
It’s a pretty clear case of kidnapping. Marcus had her in his basement, raping
her, when the team went in. Using magic to compel her, not force, obviously.
She wasn’t pleased, when we broke that for her, but she managed to take it out
on him, not our people. I basically just came to find out what you wanted done
with him? This isn’t a death penalty case for our people.”
Was it
for Vampires? Eve was willing to bet that she’d have killed the man if she was
able to. There were worse ways to be raped than being compelled to do it,
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