Monday, January 31, 2011

Sarah: Quotey Quotes

*From Paradox (formally titles Evermore). All works belong to me and are copyrighted.*


“You said you would tell me everything.” I insisted, still watching him closely.

“No, I said I would tell you everything you needed to know.” He patted my arm like a parent pats a child on the head when their good. “Now why don’t you go back to bed, princess, before you get too tired.”

So I very calmly punched him in the face. His eyes widened in shock as his hands went to his nose. It wasn’t broken—not that you could tell from the way he was moaning about it—but I had no doubt it hurt like hell. Two years of karate do come in handy.

*

My bag was too full, per usual, but I had no problem finding the giant flashlight I had packed away earlier that day. It was one of those high powered ones that could shine all the way to the moon or something.

I cranked it on and shined it around, earning a grumble/shout combination that could only come from a man. I moved the flashlight to just below his face, so there isn’t a spotlight on his lower parts. But his arms, however, were on full display in his white v-neck shirt.

That is so not the point, My mind reminded me. Yet my mind had no control over the fluttering of my heart. “Was that too bright?”

“No, I like it when my eyeballs bleed.” He remarked sarcastically, continuing down the tunnel without looking back.

Fine with me. Surely some higher power had been thinking of Jude’s butt when they had designed denim.

*

He stared down at me, one eyebrow rising. “Is that a nail file?”

“It’s the only thing I have.” I held it up, showing him the sharp edges, yet he continued to chuckle behind his hand. “How about I stab you with it and then you complain about my choice in weapons?”

*

So my blood was super special. People, human and paranormal alike, desperately crave power, which makes the means of attaining it—me in that situation—the target of many.

And about this Lucian fellow. I had half a mind—correction: I had a full mind—to beat his beautiful face in with a shovel. No, a cinder block. No... Something bigger…ah hah, Australia. I'd beat his face in with a country and continent.

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