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“You should never attack a necromancer in a cemetery; it鈥檚 like chasing Rambo into a building full of loaded guns. Some people seem to help you kill them.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Dead Ice

“Tell me what you want me to do,鈥� Gary said almost eagerly. He was sick of bullies pushing him around.
鈥淵ou are going to walk in by yourself and fish for as much information as you can get before they try to kill you,鈥� Gregori answered.
鈥�Try. I hope that鈥檚 the operative word,鈥� Gary said nervously. 鈥�Try to kill me.鈥�
鈥淵ou will not have to worry about yourself,鈥� Gregori informed him, his voice utterly confident. 鈥淏ut it is necessary that the police do not come looking for you. That means no dead bodies in your room.鈥�
鈥淩ight, messy. If I have vampires and nut cases from the society hunting me, we don鈥檛 need the cops, too,鈥� Gary admitted. He was sweating now, his palms so wet he kept rubbing them on his jeans.
鈥淒o not worry so much.鈥� Gregori flashed a smile meant to reassure, the one that left vivid images of open graves. 鈥淚 will be with you every step of the way. You might even have fun playing Rambo.鈥�
鈥淗e had a big gun,鈥� Gary pointed out. 鈥溾€� m going up there with my bare hands. I think it might be pertinent to say I鈥檝e never won a single fistfight. I鈥檝e been put in trash cans and toilets and had my face rubbed in the dirt. I鈥檓 no good in a fight.鈥�
鈥淚 am,鈥� Gregori said softly, his hand suddenly on Gary鈥檚 shoulder. It was the first time Gary could remember the Carpathian voluntarily touching him out of camaraderie. 鈥淕ary is saying all these things, 肠丑茅谤颈别, yet he intended to go up against a man brandishing a knife with only his lab jacket for protection.鈥�
Gary blushed a fiery red. 鈥淵ou know why I was in the lab,鈥� he reminded Gregori, ashamed. 鈥淚 made a tranquilizer that works on your blood, and they turned it into a poison of some kind. We鈥檝e got to do something about that. If something goes wrong tonight, and they get me, all my notes on the formula are in my laptop, too.鈥�
鈥淭his is beginning more and more to sound like a bad movie.鈥� Gregori sighed. 鈥淐ome on, you two amateurs.鈥� He was impassive on the outside, but he couldn鈥檛 help laughing on the inside. 鈥淒o not worry about the formula. I allowed one of the members to inject me with it, so we know its components and are working on an antidote now.鈥�
鈥淚t didn鈥檛 work?鈥� Gary was appalled. He had spent a tremendous amount of time on that formula. Although Morrison and his crew had perverted it, he was still disappointed.
鈥淵ou cannot have it both ways, Gary.鈥� Exasperated, Gregori gave him a little shove toward the entrance to the hotel. 鈥淵ou should not want the damn thing to work.鈥�
鈥淗ey, my reputation is on the line.鈥�
鈥淪o was mine. I neutralized the poison.鈥� Gregori nudged him again. 鈥淕et moving.”
― Christine Feehan, Dark Magic

“A block from his hotel, Gary cleared his throat. 鈥淚 thought you said going back to my room might be dangerous.鈥�
鈥淟ife is dangerous, Gary,鈥� Gregori said softly. 鈥淵ou are Rambo, remember?鈥�
Savannah鈥檚 laughter rang out, rivaling the jazz quartet playing on the corner. Heads turned to listen to her, then to watch her, stealing away the attention of the audience gathered in a loose semi-circle around the quartet. She moved in the human world, completely comfortable in it, a part of it. Gregori had walked unseen, and that was how he preferred it. She was dragging him into her world. He could hardly believe he was walking down a crowded street with a mortal with half the block staring openly at them.
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 know you knew who Rambo was,鈥� Savannah said, trying not to giggle. She couldn鈥檛 imagine Gregori in a theater watching a Rambo movie.
鈥淵ou saw a Rambo flick?鈥� Gary was incredulous.
Gregori made a sound somewhere between contempt and derision. 鈥淚 read Gary鈥檚 memories on the subject. Interesting. Silly, but interesting.鈥� He glanced at Gary. 鈥淭his is your hero?鈥�
Gary鈥檚 grin was as mischievous as Savannah鈥檚. 鈥淯ntil I met you, Gregori.鈥�
Gregori growled, a low rumble of menace. His two companions just laughed disrespectfully, not in the least intimidated.
鈥淚鈥檒l bet he鈥檚 a secret Rambo fan,鈥� Savannah whispered confidentially.
Gary nodded. 鈥淗e probably sneaks into movie theaters for every old showing.”
― Christine Feehan, Dark Magic

“Nice poncho, Rambo.”
― Larry Correia, Monster Hunter Alpha