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It wasn't sarcasm. Graves blew out a cloud of acrid smoke. It was pointing out a fallacy in your logic, babe. Anna's jaw actually dropped. For a moment, I wasn't sure if I should laugh or push him out of the room. Way to go, Graves.
Lilith Saintcrow
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Lilith Saintcrow
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: January 1
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Lili St. Crow
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Oh God, Oh God we’re all gonna die doesn’t really fit the definition of banter, now does it?
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Graves: It’s going to snow. Dru Anderson: Thanks for the warning. Graves: Hey, no problem. First one’s free.
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It was stealing her breath, imbecile. Go get a towel. -Christophe, Strange Angels by Lili St. Crow
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And you know, I believed him. What girl wouldn't?
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You're my friend, Danny. You understand? There's no debt between friends. Maybe it's just that the debt gets so high you stop counting it.
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Don't worry about me, I finally said. Really. I'm more worried about you. And even more worried about where Graves is. Are you? A fey smile lit his face, and I caught my breath. It was a shock to see him look so happy. Well, then.
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I wondered what I’d end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldn’t even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body forever… well. It probably wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldn’t drag that out of me. Ever.
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