Patricia Wilson
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Truth tried to think very rapidly. This was a cop. A high end cop, but a cop. And cops didn’t ask questions that would benefit you. This was a fishing expedition- Colonel Cho snorted. “The contents of Great White Mountain were not known to us. After it blew up, we were able to see who Truth nodded. That sounded almost plausible. Then he waited. Cho waited right back at him. They sat quietly for a few minutes. “Oh, you are still on the hanging.” “Yep.” “Not the near infinite sums of…-
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Truth wasn’t quite sure how to handle this matter. On the one hand, he had the overwhelming urge to slap this banal monster to death. On the other hand, she wasn’t a monster. She was just banal. He’d have to slap the whole city to death. Which was tempting, but probably unwise. Probably. He could see the sacrificed man in front of him now. The expression on his face was… hard to read. Numb with terror, maybe, or confused by the noise and the pain to the point where he lost track of what he knew…
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It took a while going around a whole damn mountain to avoid a single roadblock, but it was still less annoying than slipping through the roadblock by playing dead. He kept picking at the question of The trees seemed to be conspiring against him. They were densely packed together, but small. The worst of both worlds, as it meant that he had to be constantly moving around them, but couldn’t really climb them and jump from tree to tree at speed. No, it was a lot of zig-zags, as he tried to keep on track…
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The dawn was rising, and with it, a rock. Specifically, the earth demon he had sent out. “Fuck you, pay me.” “Everyone’s so cynical these days.” Truth sighed, and activated the punishment runes built into the summoning. Then added on a few more of his own. Then just stomped the rock for a while. The Blessing of the Brass Sea really did a number there, but he was pulling his shots and not letting the demon get banished. “You want to rephrase that?” “No, that was agonizing. You are…
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Truth blinked in confusion. He looked down at the dog. The dog wheezed heavily through his nose, but made no further explanation. He then opted to look inquisitively at his rough patron, who rolled his eyes and explained. “One angel, but he has been recorded and classified under two names and with two natures by the humans on your rock. His rock. Whatever.” The big man pointed back towards the shadow. “Looks like a duck, but it’s actually a dog. Looks like a protective spirit, one suitable to…
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The night sky was a brilliant explosion. No, he was wrong, it was no longer the night sky, it was the other side of the sky, the truth behind the light. It was every mystery and love and horror and truth, or as close to the reality of those words as a little clay doll could hope to see. He was freefalling, pinwheeling amongst trees that spanned worlds and songs made of birds and three headed demons scourging the frogs hauling its chariot across the black vastness of the universe. There was water, flowing…
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The Hobden Clan did not have offices or residences in Confen. Their nearest office was a rented suite in an office park outside of Gwaju, which, as far as the vet knew, strictly handled logistics coordination for the mail order pet food and pet medicine business. He had never been there. He didn’t know anyone that had been there. He had only called there once, to find out where the hell his delivery was. Apparently, their communication altar was directly connected to a siren. Simply by attempting to…
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“I mean, I’m not a ritualist.” Truth explained. “But I’ve seen this performed a couple of times by an expert.” “You are a credit to your teachers.” Thrush “loyally” agreed. “And, you know, everyone always goes on about how important experiential learning is. About not being afraid to fail, so long as you learn from it.” “That is a lie “I just feel like this is a great opportunity to get hands on experience. A low stakes, no time pressure situation.” “I, too, think the…
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Truth looked at the box, with increasing confusion and excitement. He wasn’t a big believer in coincidence. There was simply no chance that this was placed here with the expectation of catching his attention- if he had no idea he was coming to Confen, how could anyone else know? What’s more, who would think his snake would get cozy on a warm spot behind the Jade Bamboo Restaurant as it stubbornly refused to hunt rats? The only logical explanation was that this was something deliberately placed by the…
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Late night takeout in Confen was a thing, of course. This was Jeon. Workers coming home at midnight was nothing more than proof of middle management potential, assuming you weren't talking about one of the big four employers. Then it might be a sign of insufficient commitment. The And the Right now, even that tradition of misery was being eroded by the war with Onis. The shops were closed. Offices were closed. The workers were told to go home- their managers were getting evaluated on compliance with…
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