[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Adam Weber]

John Black, Abby, Kurt Morgan, Dr. Nekos
Very Old Man, Bastet, Sidhe, Mage
Lady Sinclair's

> John can feel that vibration even more now. He and Stephen might  
> even hear her purring if there is a lull in the background noise.

Having a Poker player's senses, keen for subtle details and the  
possibility of a tell, Stephen does pick up on the barely audible  
rumbling sound. He's all but baffled as to where it might be coming  
from amongst the camouflage of the room's din, however, and given the  
delicate nature of the current topic he dismisses it from his mind.

>>> "The mundane are the one's who shape the world, the quiet farmer  
>>> who saves the city or the poor urchin who grows up to lead his  
>>> country through its darkest hour. People like us," he shrugged,  
>>> indicating all four of them, "we live in their shadow, enjoying  
>>> the ride."
>>
>> "So very true!" Morgan reponds. "Without the common man to  
>> contrast with, we would not be able to ... shine, as we do!"
>>
>> He grins wickedly.
>
> “Without the Mundanes it’d be powerful lonely too.” The Bastet  
> glances about the room with mock furtiveness. “Well, maybe not  
> here.” Her laughter is musical and light.

"And without the Mundane," Stephen adds, "the Shepherds among us  
would have no flock to keep; the Wolves no prey to hunt." He looks  
around the room pensively. "It would seem, tonight, that the flock is  
about and the Shepherds are here, but the Wolves outnumber the  
Sheep." He shakes his head and laughs. "Forgive me, I must sound like  
a high school math problem--two trains are approaching Chicago, and  
whatnot."

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