Snippet #1071355

Earth: Back at Miami Beach….

Sorcha listened closely to the bounty hunter’s proposition and then took a moment to consider. Turning away from the three, she walks a few feet away from them and looks around, though not seeing the people around her. Reicha’s words echoed and rolled around in her mind, as well as the memory of having actually reached one of her brothers telepathically. Then, her thoughts shifted back to Scythe and the chaos let loose back at the hotel lobby. Reicha was right. If the bounty hunter’s intentions had been in the favor of the League, Sorcha would be well on her way back into the hand’s of the League and that, she couldn’t allow to happen. Running a slender hand through her long, reddish hair, she sighs heavily then walks back to the other two and nods.

“Okay, I will agree to your proposition. I will grant whatever it is you wish—once, I have found all three of my brothers and we have won over Concordia. Only then, will our proposition be complete. Now,-- “ Looking at Masaharu, she points a finger at him. “Take us to this—plane you spoke of. I do not care if we have this passport or not, we are leaving. Right. Now. As a matter of fact… “ Moving closer to him, she closes what remaining distance lay between them, then placed the palm of her hand on his forehead and closed her eyes. She opened them a second later and grinned. “So, that is what they look like. Very interesting.” Giggling from the pleasure of peeking at Masaharu’s thoughts and finding out what an airplane looks like, she takes hold of their arms and teleports them to the airport.

Sean’s Estate

Corissa gasped softly and quickly turned around, glaring at Will. Stalking towards him, she slaps him across the face. “How dare you call me that!? I may be your slave, but I refuse to be treated like—like one. You know as well as I that this was not my choice. You enslaved me, then placed me here to watch over Sean—Taran, whatever his name is.” Grabbing hold of his arm, she leans over him. “I don’t care about him the way you think I do. How could I when Concordia could be taken back by the royal family? I, as much as you, don’t want that either. Now that we have cleared that out of the way, let’s talk about a story I can tell to Sean. He will need to know why you are staying here. He doesn’t let just anybody stay here, you know.”