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“You don’t have to apologize for that,” Zorian told him, shaking his head. “I also told you I would have done the same in your place, remember?” “No offense, but I don’t want to be like you, Zorian,”
“You don’t have to explain that to me,” Zach said. “I used to be casual friends with a lot of our classmates, but I feel completely alienated from most of them by now.”
“Why did you wait for me? Aren’t I just a tenant to you?” “I’m not sure. I have heard about these ‘tenants’. They are supposed to be terrible creatures that come home drunk and late, destroy your walls and furniture, and never pay rent on time,” said Imaya, voice tinged with amusement.
After a quick discussion about what to bring to the black rooms to pass the time (Zach insisted the best answer to that was ‘girlfriends’ but reluctantly gave up on the idea when Zorian started enumerating problems with it),
“Well, in the case of that mage I memory-probed, it mostly involves him being twenty-one and healthy again,” Zorian said. “And having a bigger penis.”
“It’s not true fun unless you regret it immediately afterwards,” Zach said sagely.
It was well known that when it came to spirits, the more human-like they were, the more wary one had to be around them. Not necessarily because that made them more powerful, but because it meant they understood humans well enough to pretend to be one. This understanding, in turn, meant they could counter, fight, and manipulate humans in a way their more ignorant fellows could not.
“Are you saying,” Zach asked him incredulously, “that they’re basically annoying the gate spirit into revealing itself?”
It’s true as they say, you learn things all your life and still die a fool.”
The simulacrum scowled. Stupid flesh-and-blood people and their prejudices.
lawyers,
Nine restarts had passed since the one in which Zach and Zorian had found the orb of the first emperor.
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“We have been outsmarted and nearly killed by a flower,” Zach said, still keeping a wary distance from the chrysanthemum’s remains. “We are never speaking about this again.”
“Curious that a lawyer would want someone else to defend them,” Alanic said. “A surgeon would be foolish to try to operate on himself, and a lawyer is ill advised to represent himself in court,”
He remembered a series of senseless, disjointed images: a sea of suns connected by glowing threads, a massive volcano in the middle of an eruption, a carpet of smoke crawling across desolate lands…
Besides, what was incredible cosmic power for if not for taking a girl out on a casual vacation into uninhabited desert filled with crumbling ruins and bloodthirsty monsters?
