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They didn’t go to Azucar3, but they did give her a drink. Just through the door was the basement retreat, with its size stretching far greater than the building overhead. Despite having the same shape, the underground rooms were entirely transformed since the last time. Every broken glass container was back together, every piece of torn art hanging where it used to be. Even the walls weren’t burned anymore. They didn’t go back to the dead-end where she had fired at a dangerous assailant with…-
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“Not yet!” Lyra jerked into a sitting position, eyes wide and staring. Her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her skin. Something clung to her fingers, so fine it might be threads of silk. Her memory still shone, more real than anything before her eyes. There was a hole in her heart, a terrible wound she’d ripped with a sword of her own making. But for all the terror of that blow, the pain was a welcome thing.A bone had to be broken again if it started to heal incorrectly. Even a masterful…
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The city extended in all directions, an endless gray eternity that stretched across all reality. Streets crowded with gray figures, moving in hushed, slumping groups. Dark cars sped past her down muddy roads, splashing helpless pedestrians on either side.It was every worst day she’d ever had, when dark eyes waited in every window. When Ventus’s whispers compelled her to unspeakable things. She would not be deceived by such a voice ever again, no matter how sweetly it said her name.“It’s us against…
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Akiko's tea shop was in ruins. Whoever had come through obviously worked deliberately, shattering and smashing as much as they could. Glass cases displaying loose-leaf tea in delicious varieties were shattered onto the ground, letting the leaves mix freely. The reading corner furniture was broken, with its shelves toppled sideways spilling the books everywhere.She felt at one of the shelves as she approached, dodging around the piles of broken glass along the way. The shelves were solid oak, each one much…
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Lyra did not like to dream. When she slept, the blood returned—the screams. Time mattered little in the domain of memory.In her mind, she still craved. She still tasted the sickly sweet of blood, dribbled out just fast enough to keep her obedient. The strange power of that blood left her body unscarred by all she suffered under the old dockyard. But the damage to her mind—that healed slower.When those wounds were still fresh, she dreamed only of need, of terrible things those horrors demanded of her.…
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The True-Myth Club had rented out the entire Lilycove convention hall. No one made fun of Lane's costume as she glided through the dealer room, tablet under one arm. Her outfit was as pink as the tail trailing behind her. Keeping the damn thing while she was human amounted to nearly six feet of furry, mischievous fluff, but at least she'd cut a hole for it this time. Maybe the leader of one of the world's largest teams should dress with a little more dignity, but that word had barely even…-
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Lane returned to her present with a crashing impact as dramatic as the one that had taken her away. She was better at it—she managed to hold herself in the air as the transformation faded, and catch herself when she lost the wings. Mewtwo and Elisa were standing exactly where they had been, watching with the same nervous concern. "You can't go without me!" Elisa said, nudging up against her. She wobbled, nearly collapsing under the pressure. That particular transformation would probably…
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Lane had only used her powers of transformation a handful of times. But compared to becoming a human that had never actually existed, copying a model right in front of her was simple. She stared, looking through Dominic as much as at him. She didn't understand much of what she felt, but she didn't have to. She didn't need to understand the principles that made the body work, so long as she copied them exactly. Her fur crumbled away, her limbs shortened, and her skin softened to pastel…
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There was a flash, and suddenly they were somewhere else. Mewtwo landed delicately, watching with mild concern as Elisa fumbled in the air again. But he still watched, waiting until she had corrected her flight to turn away. They stood in a cavern of vast size, with shiny black soapstone towering around them. The space was so vast that Lane floated closer to him, as close to Mewtwo as she dared. "This place is... unfriendly." The air was icy cold, and a thin layer of moisture coated every…
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Lane couldn't read a single thing from Mewtwo—not a single stray thought, not a flicker of emotion. There was little more on his face, though there was a hint of something in his scent. Amusement? But even the feeble wind moved so quickly that it stole any scents away from her, out of reach. "You were brave to come here, kitten," he began. "Since my creation, I have spent years cultivating a reputation of respect. I do not abide distraction or pointless interference. There are some…
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