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[quote][b]Jor (Nov 01, 2002 08:42 a.m.):[/b] Jor was beginning to remember things. [i]Wick...[/i] There was Wick, talking, saying nonsense about a command room and Dominic Creche and override codes. Jor shook his head and rubbed at the back of his neck, trying to clear his thoughts, but fury managed to shake off the last of the tranquilizer and made its presence known again. It gloated over the blood that covered everything, and reminded him of what he'd done, what [i]she'd[/i] done. [i]I wish you hadn't told me. I'd rather not have known.[/i] And it was true... or at least, it was true now. Jor knew, or had thought he'd known, what Wick was. He'd protected her from the trouble she'd started, he'd stayed even when she'd pushed him away, and he'd loved her, in spite of her schemes and because of them. He'd thought he'd understood her enough to trust her, but... "I want to leave." He said it, and at that moment meant it. How could he face her? It was [i]his[/i] attentions on her skin now, but he wondered how many times he'd looked over her, imagining her to be his, when in fact they were Dominic's marks and Dominic's brands. The thought made him hiss and clench his swollen fists, and Jor looked up at the man that should have been his enemy and began to understand just how alike they were. [i]She broke your life, and now she's broken mine. Funny. I never thought I'd think that about you, Nathan.[/i] Jor straightened and looked to Asmodeus with new understanding. It wasn't the best kind of understanding he might have shared with the man that had burned his wife and broken his jaw, but Jor was desperate for anything, and there was nothing but quiet resolve in his voice. "I don't want to stay here. I want to leave." He met Mode's eyes, grey to emerald green. "She did it to me, too, Nathan. Get me out of here." "Please."[/quote]
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