[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Bill]

>   John Black, Abby, Kurt Morgan
> Very Old Man, Bastet, Sidhe 
> Lady Sinclair's Mansion
 
>   Unseelie! Beware of them especially!! Her Kuasha’s
> voice was fainter in her memory than high trill of
> the pipes as she danced as under some long-ago moon.
>    
>   “Well met my Lord, too long is it since I’ve since
> been honored to meet one of Fair Folk walking the
> Lands of Men.” Her voice rang far clearer and a
> touch colder than her than her usual soft brough, 
>   Even as she bowed gracefully, she wondered what
> tongue she was using  and how it was she understood
> imuch less spoke the courtly phrases.
>   Just who’s doin’ the talking here? Who’s memories
> are these?
>    
>   The moment passed, and she was left her own
> Mistress, facing this shining Lord.

John returned a moment later impressively balancing
three drinks on his hands.  He handed one to Morgan, a
second to Abby, and kept the beer for himself.  The
flustered look on the woman's face was a clear
indication that something had happened, but he had no
clue as to what.

"I hope I didn't miss anything."

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"I swear, as God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly."
-- Les Nessman

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