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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2017 4:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 9:17 am
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at some point in the week that followed
Rabbit left her a few more crowded sheets of paper after that, always in the same spot with no additional notes or marks. Their compatriots were wordy enough, and he found he had little in the way of commentary these days anyway.
When he finally did show his face for longer than it took to drop things off and sneak away, he was listserv-less, but that was fine. He didn't want to talk about any of that. He knew they would, but he didn't want to lead with it if he could help it.
Presumably she'd been working on and off and hadn't been too terribly bored with no one around, or at least Rabbit hoped she had. Over time, he'd figured out how to both designate a space for her healing and how to let those who required healing inside without him carrying them. It meant he hadn't needed to be here, though before the last meeting of the Nobles, he'd liked to be.
All outward signs of his fight with Oroh had faded. He sat, quiet and thoughtful, in the kitchen.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2017 6:45 pm
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"I killed him." He closed his eyes, feeling the resistance of the knife through the fetch's throat, the blade sinking past his eye socket, the same one where Oroh wore her gold. Rabbit could have lifted his shirt and showed Temperance the twin scars just below his ribs on the right side, innocent enough now, but very nearly heralds of his end. He didn't.
"Mynn stabbed me. I've thought about it. I think it was probably while you were taking care of the Spinel Lady. I couldn't... I don't know how Shiloh did it, sparing Beel. Mynn didn't want to live if he couldn't be me." He breathed—in, out—a few more times, then opened his eyes.
"I wasn't ready. I was cornered and I had to do something. Without a deadline like the ball, I don't know if Hart will ever come. Jeremiah said I could go get her, and I will if you want." Rabbit cupped his hand over the table and when he moved it again, there was a cigarette underneath. He picked it up and fidgeted with it, swallowing around the dryness in his throat before finally looking at her. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this to you."
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