"Mornin', ladies," and the clean shock of it leaves me staring at her, light in the moment, and she looks like hell. "Evening to you," as it is by my count, and then "You aright?" thin and distracted afore the weight of the weapon brings me back to earth, leaden sick feeling in my stomach.
"Is she your apprentice?" the other says to Syl, as if I weren't for speaking-- no, worse'n that. "Have you been corrupting the good women of this town?"
"Beg your pardon," steadier than I feel, and place her then; woman as kept a roof over her head at the Abbey, seeking to take up arms 'gainst the thing in the tower.
Bloody Wednesdays.
"I apprentice to none since my mam died," I say, "and that was winters gone. Can speak to answer questions, mind."
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Date: 2012-10-07 02:34 pm (UTC)"Is she your apprentice?" the other says to Syl, as if I weren't for speaking-- no, worse'n that. "Have you been corrupting the good women of this town?"
"Beg your pardon," steadier than I feel, and place her then; woman as kept a roof over her head at the Abbey, seeking to take up arms 'gainst the thing in the tower.
Bloody Wednesdays.
"I apprentice to none since my mam died," I say, "and that was winters gone. Can speak to answer questions, mind."