Page 4 of Surviving Enchantment: Part two
The man looked appalled.
She looked at Solor.“You didn’t tell them.”
“No.I said we were lovers.”
She started laughing, and Kaitha was in front of her, hugging her a moment later.Kaitha whispered, “This isn’t going to work.I am so sorry that I did this.”
“It’s fine.It’s my last night, and then I am off for five.Can we just go to the hub so I can get in my rig and go?”
Solor nodded slowly.“That would be best, I think.”
Demuel took charge of her and got her to the SUV.He said softly, “You don’t socialize?”
“You mean date?No.My body gives off the dark magic frequencies that upset standard mages, and since my family were standard mages and socialized with standard mages, I was considered an exotic adventure that didn’t merit a second date.”
“Was there violence?”
“Occasionally.That is where I learned not to turn my back.”
“When did you get your tattoos?”
She knew that he was distracting her.“Oh, a friend helped me design the most effective focus we could find for my frequency, and she helped tattoo and carve it into my skin.The precision is astonishing.I can pull light and dark magic in either form.”
“You can?Why aren’t you a mage then?”
“I am a mage, much to the guild’s disgust.I was able to hide myself until I got the master rank.That was when I let myself out at a cocktail hour, and everything hit the fan.Kaitha and I went for pizza after that.Ohhh, pizza.”
Kaitha laughed.“There is some in your pack.”
“Woohoo.”
Solor joined them and said, “Ready to go?”
Demuel nodded, and she said, “Sure.Just glad you haven’t put a booster seat in the back.”
Solor paused as if it were an idea.
“No, and I am not sitting in the middle either.”
Demuel grinned.“I’ll get you a lollipop.”
She made a face, got in, and buckled up.
They were on the way to a new style of work a few moments later.
Skip was driving while Nylora was on the computer.“You have a babysitter now?”
“Yup.I am special.But seriously, they are trying to make it non-obvious that this is for me by dividing up XIA agents and sprinkling them through the ambulance corps.”
He chuckled.“You make it sound like vivisection.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the interested Demuel in the jump seat.“No comment.”
Skip laughed.“Agent Demuel, you are harshing our gossip session.”
He laughed.
Nylora got a ping.“Right, Alforth Arena, north parking structure.Common assault with related indicators.”
