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The Harlequin :: Гамильтон Лорел
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«Ifmore of us were submissive, things would go so much faster,» Asher said.
It made me smile, though the smile was lost against Jean-Claude's shirt.
«You aren't one of us,» Richard said, and his voice was hostile.
«We must unite, Richard, or we will lose this night,» Jean-Claude said.
«He is not your animal to call, or your servant. I don't have to play nice with him.»
Asher started to move away, but Nathaniel tightened his arm, held him in place. «Don't go.»
«Let me go, boy. The wolf is right, I am no one's darling.» His voice held sadness, like the taste of rain on your tongue, lifetimes of sorrow in that one tone.
«Our certainty does not travel outside our triumvirates,» Jean-Claude said. «Even our wolf is drowning. How can we save all the others if we cannot even save ourselves?» His voice was an echo of Asher's, full of sorrow, so that my throat closed with it, and I thought I'd choke on unshed tears.
«Fight, damn you!» Claudia came up to the edge of the stage. Tears stained her face. Her emotions were so raw, it looked like physical pain. «Fight for us! Don't just roll over and give that bitch your throat.»
Malcolm came to stand on the other side of Richard. «Fight for us, Jean-Claude. Fight for us, Anita.» He looked directly at Richard. Richard suddenly looked wrong in the leather mask. He didn't look cool in the leather outfit, he looked like he was doing exactly what he was doing. He was hiding. The rest of us stood there in plain view. Only the bad guys, and Richard, were hiding who and what they were from the world. Malcolm gripped his shoulder. «Fight for us, Ulfric. Do not let your fears and doubts destroy us all.»
«I thought you, of all people, would understand why I don't want to be touching them when they raise the only power we have to fight these things.»
«I felt what Anita and her triumvirate raised earlier. It was friendship, love as pure as any I've known. I begin to believe the ardeur is a jewel with many facets, but it needs light to shine, Ulfric.»
«What the hell does that mean?» Richard asked, and his voice was angry and frustrated. He shoved Malcolm's hand away and looked at Damian. «You're keeping the worst of it out, aren't you?»
Damian just looked at him.
«To reap the benefits, I have to take the bad with the good. I can't do it. I can't.» He looked at me. «I'm sorry, but I can't go where this is heading.»
«What do you think we're going to do, Richard?» I asked.
«What you always do, fuck everything.
«Ifmore of us were submissive, things would go so much faster,» Asher said.
It made me smile, though the smile was lost against Jean-Claude's shirt.
«You aren't one of us,» Richard said, and his voice was hostile.
«We must unite, Richard, or we will lose this night,» Jean-Claude said.
«He is not your animal to call, or your servant. I don't have to play nice with him.»
Asher started to move away, but Nathaniel tightened his arm, held him in place. «Don't go.»
«Let me go, boy. The wolf is right, I am no one's darling.» His voice held sadness, like the taste of rain on your tongue, lifetimes of sorrow in that one tone.
«Our certainty does not travel outside our triumvirates,» Jean-Claude said. «Even our wolf is drowning. How can we save all the others if we cannot even save ourselves?» His voice was an echo of Asher's, full of sorrow, so that my throat closed with it, and I thought I'd choke on unshed tears.
«Fight, damn you!» Claudia came up to the edge of the stage. Tears stained her face. Her emotions were so raw, it looked like physical pain. «Fight for us! Don't just roll over and give that bitch your throat.»
Malcolm came to stand on the other side of Richard. «Fight for us, Jean-Claude. Fight for us, Anita.» He looked directly at Richard. Richard suddenly looked wrong in the leather mask. He didn't look cool in the leather outfit, he looked like he was doing exactly what he was doing. He was hiding. The rest of us stood there in plain view. Only the bad guys, and Richard, were hiding who and what they were from the world. Malcolm gripped his shoulder. «Fight for us, Ulfric. Do not let your fears and doubts destroy us all.»
«I thought you, of all people, would understand why I don't want to be touching them when they raise the only power we have to fight these things.»
«I felt what Anita and her triumvirate raised earlier. It was friendship, love as pure as any I've known. I begin to believe the ardeur is a jewel with many facets, but it needs light to shine, Ulfric.»
«What the hell does that mean?» Richard asked, and his voice was angry and frustrated. He shoved Malcolm's hand away and looked at Damian. «You're keeping the worst of it out, aren't you?»
Damian just looked at him.
«To reap the benefits, I have to take the bad with the good. I can't do it. I can't.» He looked at me. «I'm sorry, but I can't go where this is heading.»
«What do you think we're going to do, Richard?» I asked.
«What you always do, fuck everything.