I lie in wait, quiet and still. It's my job to be the shadows themselves, to strike out and retreat in perfect stealth.
I could train her daughter in this. The girl has the nature for it and quite a bit in the way of natural talent. I could say something more of her, but I won't. It's enough to know that I'm thinking of her, and that I have her father's approval.
Possibly her mother's as well, right?
Right then! I won't admit that her mother has caught me a few times on her own, without the assistance I bitched so much about, and that...
Fuck. Poetry. She's caught me again!
Really, lady, one of these days the shadows in your room are going to jump at you, and you won't be able to dodge in time, and I'm going to tickle you to death.
[I'll give him this; I can't think of a more horrifying way to go.]
Leave me, then, and I'll get back to my work and you'll get back to yours. Until later, m'lady, and please stop poking at me?
Katherine Cruxradia, Lute Akribastes
Mindfields - The Prodigy
