Gilda Fishblatt
Gilda felt a little reflexive nervousness when she heard the knock on the door in the morning - but peering out through the
Maria
"Yep, I heard most of it," Maria said. When Riff had finished filling in the rest, she stood and walked to the window -
Riff
Fae-Lycan hybrids. Were they forced hybrids as James suspected? Or were they simply outcasts like many of the hybrids back home had
James O'Brien
"Huh. Hm. Yeah. That could work," James agreed a little reluctantly when Riff suggested how he could approach Keisha.
Riff
Outwardly, Riff was the intent listener and ally. Inwardlly, he was cringing. One thing was obvious - bringing up faults in James' logic
James O'Brien
"I... but I... but... how can you not see it? Riff, how do you not see it?"
James stood and started
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