The book goes up in a searing blast of thanergy, and John startles gratifyingly hard, his expression open and astonished. His black-hole eyes skim her over top to bottom, catching on the hoodie, the hair over her eye, the burning Lyctoral void of a half-familiar soul. His lips part to form a name, but it dies uncertain in his mouth.
This makes, resoundingly, no sense at all. But John Gaius has never once passed up an opportunity this plain. He looks into her livid green eyes, inches from his, and begins with: ]
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The book goes up in a searing blast of thanergy, and John startles gratifyingly hard, his expression open and astonished. His black-hole eyes skim her over top to bottom, catching on the hoodie, the hair over her eye, the burning Lyctoral void of a half-familiar soul. His lips part to form a name, but it dies uncertain in his mouth.
This makes, resoundingly, no sense at all. But John Gaius has never once passed up an opportunity this plain. He looks into her livid green eyes, inches from his, and begins with: ]
Hi.