Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong


A while ago, I made reference to the fact that I was working on an Alanna storybit that was breaking my brain. Ever had stuff come out of your head that's so evil that you kinda start to worry? Yeah.

I've never posted that, and I'm not going to post it now. I will do a brief sum-up - Alanna picks up a Kirayth at the club, one too new to the city and wet behind the ears to recognize her on sight.

Bad, bad things happen.

This snippet isn't complete. I should finish it. But. Here's the beginning of the morning after.


Jeramie glared at Fenris as he walked into the conference room. "Urgent?" he said mockingly. "It's eight in the morning. On a Sunday. It had better be urgent."

"Were you up late last night?" Kristian asked.

"A bit."

"With Alanna?"

"Alanna had... her own pursuits last night. Is there coffee?"

Donna rose, shaking. "Jeramie. This is important."

"Well, if I could get some coffee -"

Fenris slammed his fist down on the table, breaking his silence and startling the two youngest Kithrayna into spilling their coffee. "Jeramie, you need to shut the fuck up, right now."

"You are not to talk to-"

"Shut. Up." he growled. "I woke up this morning to find one of my Kirayth dead of a drug overdose. Dumped behind the Tower like trash."

"I'm sorry for your loss," Jeramie murmured automatically.

Fenris sneered, shook his head, thought better of pursuing the matter. He turned to Donna. "Kid's name was David. Brand-new in the city. Had friends here. Pretty much came here just to sign up with the Kirayth." He wiped a hand over his face, looking suddenly older. "I'm getting a bunch like that these days, Donna. They come to Shayara just to be Kirayth. I have a responsibility towards these kids."

"I know," she said softly.

"David wasn't a junkie."

"You're sure?"

"I know junkies."

Donna nodded, conceding the point. "What do you think happened?"

Fenris smiled bitterly. "Oh, I know what happened. That's why you're all here."

Jeramie gave a short laugh. "Yes. Get to that part, please."

Ryan spoke up for the first time. "David left the club with Alanna last night."

Donna closed her eyes and buried her head in her hands. "You're sure?"

"I saw them. Typical Alanna; she was dancing, full glamour up, and she just walked right up and charmed him into her car. I was too far away to interfere."

Donna looked at Jeramie, who held his hands up defensively. "I wasn't with her last night. She had her Hounds as escort."

"Is she doing drugs?" Donna asked.

"You know she is."

"Would she give them to someone who didn't want them?"

Jeramie's jaw tightened. "I'm not part of this game."

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