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w5d1c85 ([info]w5d1c85) wrote,
@ 2010-02-13 00:49:00

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With a shuddering heave Devin forced air into his...
With a shuddering heave Devin forced air into his tortured lungsThere was an odd, knifing pain running up his right legHe forced himself to ignore itHe rolled free of the unconscious Quileian and struggled, gasping and wheezing, for another breath of precious air
The assassin was a womanUnder all the circumstances, not a great surpriseHer forehead appeared to have glanced off the rock under the impact of his sprawling descentShe was lying on her side, bleeding heavily from a scalp woundHe had probably broken a number of her ribs with his kickShe had a profusion of cuts and scrapes buy miu miu from their tumble down the slope
So, Devin noted, did heHis shirt was torn and he was badly scratched again, for the second time in half a dayThere was a joke, something that ought to be amusing in that, but he couldn't reach to it
He seemed to have survived thoughAnd to have done what he'd been asked to doHe managed to draw one full, steadying breath just as Alessan and one of the Quileian soldiers came sprinting up the pathErlein was just behind them, Devin saw with surprise
He started to stand, but the world spun erratically and he had to be braced by AlessanThe Quileian guard mahina bag by louis vuitton flipped the assassin over on her backHe stood staring down upon her and then spat, very deliberately, into her bleeding face
His eyes met Alessan's"We saw you jump from down thereYou're really supposed to have wings before trying that sort of thing," the Prince said"Didn't anyone ever tell you?"
The expression in the grey eyes belied the lightness of his tone"I feared for you," he added softly
"I couldn't think of anything else to do," Devin said apologeticallyHe was aware of a deep pride beginning to well up within him"The singing was driving me madI had to do something to stop rolex oyster it
Alessan's smile widenedHe reached an arm around and squeezed Devin's shoulderBaerd had done that too, in the Nievolene barn
It was Erlein who laughed at the joke"Come back down," the wizard said"I'll have to clean out those cuts for you
They helped him descend the slopeThe Quileian carried the woman and her bowDevin saw that it was made of a very dark wood, almost black, and was carved into a semblance of a crescent moon
From one end of it there hung a gathered and twisted lock of greying hairHe had a fair idea of whose it would be
Marius was on his feet, one hand on the back classic chanel handbag of his chair, as he watched them come downHis eyes barely flicked over the four men and the carried assassinThey locked, cold and grim, on the black curve of the moon bowHe looked frightening
And the more so, Devin thought, because not at all afraid
"I think we are past the need to dance in words around each other," Alessan said"I would like to tell you what I need and you will tell me if you can do it and that will be all we need say
Marius held up a hand to stop him
He had now joined the three of them among the cushions on the golden clothThe dishes and baskets had been cleared yacht master rolex aw


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