Saturday, January 17, 2009

Gunn dropped the sack with the faeries in it, backing his way closer to the door and yelling at Reynolds as he did so.

Reynolds yelled back, arguing, pushing Gunn through the red, plush roped stanchions that were keeping the crowd back. Gunn bumped into the first of the security, the guardsmen now on alert, two grabbing Gunn to keep him out of the way.

Unnoticed, Sprite’s two faeries flitted up out of the sack, high into the air.

“Get your hands off me,” Gunn said, struggling and yelling at the security who was hauling him out of Revel’s path.

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