07-22-2008, 09:33 PM
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!@#$%She didn't know. Wait, what? She didn't know? A confusion maybe half as strong as her own showed upon his countenance, but he blinked once and it was gone. Although his stoic expression was back to normal, his thoughts were racing. In her position, he reckoned that he would have been mighty pissed off to not hear of something so major. Anselm didn't like to be sheltered or coddled. It seemed unlikely to him that she would, either. !@#$%How to put this delicately? "Inferni is at war." Okay, maybe not so much. But there was no turning back now. "A pup and its mother were slaughtered near the borders several weeks ago. Whoever did it wasn't right in the head; they hung the bodies up in plain sight, innards skewed about." That certainly wasn't appropriate. But then again, the last younger girl he'd told about this threat hadn't seemed to take it "seriously enough." Talitha needed to know the full story. !@#$%"It was some jackass from Dahlia de Mai, which isn't that far to the west from here. Don't go there." She probably didn't need to know about what he and Gabriel had done to retaliate--and beyond that, he wasn't sure what else had happened. It was hard to tell if one fight was related to the next sometimes, but all he knew was that the whole damn coast was aware of the situation and that trouble was ever present on the horizon.  |