Another Day in The Program
'Five students down, but the worst one was still at large. Katya was somewhere out there, stalking him. Even worse, Katya had taught him most of the tricks that Alex knew. So he didn’t have many surprises for her. Still...
Alex closed his eyes and scanned for her Etheric signature. He came up with nothing, which was impossible. He put more effort and energy into his search, but if there was any fruit to his efforts, Alex never experienced it.
There was a brief sound from the ledge above him, then Alex was knocked over by something heavy landing on him. Alex was winded by the impact and pinned to the sidewalk by the weight on his chest. He decided it would be a good idea to smile diplomatically at the girl who was sitting on his sternum.
“Tag.� Katya cheerfully poked him in the forehead with the business end of one of her feared sewing needles. “I win again! Unless you wanna fight it out?�
“No way,� Alex said, muffled and straining. Katya wasn’t the smallest girl in the world, not that he was stupid enough to say anything about it. “You totally win.�
“Cool!� Katya stood up carefully, one hand pressing against the front of her skirt for the sake of modesty. “The Program is so much fun.�
Alex sat up and rubbed the back of his head, sore from where it hit the concrete.
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“Oh, yeah.� Katya nodded seriously while she helped him to his feet. “You think this sucks, you should try assassination school.�
Alex could see where she might have a point.'
-The Far Shores
Alex closed his eyes and scanned for her Etheric signature. He came up with nothing, which was impossible. He put more effort and energy into his search, but if there was any fruit to his efforts, Alex never experienced it.
There was a brief sound from the ledge above him, then Alex was knocked over by something heavy landing on him. Alex was winded by the impact and pinned to the sidewalk by the weight on his chest. He decided it would be a good idea to smile diplomatically at the girl who was sitting on his sternum.
“Tag.� Katya cheerfully poked him in the forehead with the business end of one of her feared sewing needles. “I win again! Unless you wanna fight it out?�
“No way,� Alex said, muffled and straining. Katya wasn’t the smallest girl in the world, not that he was stupid enough to say anything about it. “You totally win.�
“Cool!� Katya stood up carefully, one hand pressing against the front of her skirt for the sake of modesty. “The Program is so much fun.�
Alex sat up and rubbed the back of his head, sore from where it hit the concrete.
â€Áè±ð²¹±ô±ô²â?â€�
“Oh, yeah.� Katya nodded seriously while she helped him to his feet. “You think this sucks, you should try assassination school.�
Alex could see where she might have a point.'
-The Far Shores
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