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Levent Kartal · 12-01-2011, 09:36 AM

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Amy grinned, and things shifted.

Levent could feel the dark tug, a pull between them, either against each other in the same direction. Pupils dilating slightly, he sank into the booth, watching her with a smirk that showcased one of his canines. The emotions coursing through him were subdued, taken over by a stranger’s, almost, though he was the same person. His fur tingled like it had when he’d had his strange experience, and he could almost see those horrible, terrible, wonderful things again in the slash of her mouth, the remnants laughed from her lungs.

She thought he wanted to speak with the dead. The man didn’t even know what he wanted, but he would do anything if it meant achieving his goal, even if he had to steal souls that had already crossed over into the next world. Immortality was what he really craved.

“What would the dead have to say?” Levent asked, his smirk never wavering as he tested the waters. If there was nothing useful, if she believed he wanted to sob a goodbye to his baba, then this would be a waste of his time.

She mentioned a price, and there was thoughtfulness in Levent’s eyes though he wouldn’t give up anything precious if there was nothing to gain from it. Wilson, however, was immediately against the idea—and let it be known, too. He’d been bristling and crouching since Amy had asked that question, and now he leaped up onto the table, carefully enough not to make a mess of the food.

“We aren’t loaded,” the tomcat growled. “You’re a nutter if you think Levent is going to talk with the dead, anyway.”

The wolf gently pulled his companion’s tail. “Don’t be rude, Wilson.” There was more veiled behind the soft, casual words, and Wilson narrowed his eyes at the man. “Maalesef…he is right about one thing. I don’t know what price you’re asking for, and I don’t know what I have to gain from communicating with the dead, anyway, unless they can do anything to prevent death.” He grinned. “Though if that were the case, Cennet would be an empty place.”

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