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Cas focused on the shooting

Women like to make up rules to befuddle you ... it's part of living in their world. Get used to it.

The mental sciences? A strange synonym for magic.

Victory!? There is no victory in war! War takes everything and gives nothing! I only wish my words were as destructive as you would have me believe!

Why, Sicarius, is it possible you have a playful side beneath your razor-edged knives, severe black clothing and humourless glares?

I think ... we all have the seeds of self-destruction in our soul, but each of us gets to choose whether or not to water them.

You don't believe I'm cute enough to rescue? he asked, deadpan.

Asking someone to help you commit a crime and then leaving him alive to point you out to the enforcers is foolish.

licks donkey crotch,

Some men brought women flowers. Sicarius chose not to kill people. The latter seemed a tad more momentous.

Captain, your fecal aroma is disturbing our meditation." "I

An equally shaggy tuft of hair dangled from his chin, the classification somewhere between beard, goatee, and flower gone to seed.

That wasn't a fall. It was a premature release,

That came out of one of the men's pockets, didn't it?" "Bald and Stubby, yeah." "Nice of you to create such respectful names for the corpses,

One never knows when one might have to defend against ... " Bounty hunters? Soldiers? Enforcers? "Opossums.

Somehow she could not see Sicarius cuddling to share body heat. He would probably suggest pushups to stay warm.

Oh, no," Maldynado said. "When I get my statue, I don't want it to be an image of me going up a squid's butt.

Er, she hated it when she was trying to be morally superior and someone pointed out that her idea was only slightly less sketchy.

I don't know why you'd want to kill Maldynado, when it's clear you'd make fabulous hat-shopping buddies.

Basilard, can you cover our trail?
Basilard rubbed his head dubiously. Maldynado, Books, and Akstyr leave trail like marching army.

Boss, it's not right to joke around about a man's ... Did you call it a peeper?

Just so I'm clear ... you thought a brothel would be a suitable place to host a birthday party for a woman?

It's a shame you prefer to wallow in a mire of ignorance when knowledge floats by within reach," Books said. "Isn't it?

Yes," Sicarius said. "We must act alone. And soon. You may be dead by morning."
"Have I mentioned how endearing your bluntness is?

Before noon, they would be back in the city, the night's events like a dream. No, she though, too real for that. A memory.

The two men flashed edged smiles at each other, reminding Amaranthe of circling wolves, albeit extremely well-dressed wolves.

A realization came to Books in that moment, one that shook his beliefs even more than when he had learned magic existed: Sicarius cared.

You can only fight one man at a time with a sword, but, with a pen, you can compose a lecture to bore legions of enemy troops to death.

Sicarius had the personality of a particularly bland, pointy stick.

I should have said no, but if the tech half of the business got himself killed, who would update the website?

Sitting in the shadows, with a killer, in an empty building, gazing at the corpse of another killer. When had her life grown so strange?

A normal man would be more solicitous if he got a pretty young woman in a private cabin with him.

I didn't faint, I passed out in a manly way," Sespian muttered.

You look concerned." Books turned the wheel to screw down the press. "It's my new normative state," Amaranthe said.

Amaranthe cleared her throat. Enough girl talk. There are enemy cabins full of dastardly old ladiesthat we must infiltrate.

Unlike you, I don't intentionally bore myself with tedious information,

Here's the plan: I'll go in and palaver while you surround them."
"Surround them," he said. "By myself.

Sicarius, as usual, regarded her with the blandness of a particularly featureless rock, then walked away.

That this works, a woman leading five men, is a marvel.

Though a rational part of her mind said they needed her and would not seriously damage her, pain and terror pumped uncertainty through her heart.

Only Sicarius would bring all his weapons to the smooching corner of the Imperial Gardens.

Nobody wants to be interrogated in his brothel suit

Sicarius wore his usual guess-my-thoughts-if-you-can-mask, though she sensed he did not approve.

My father used to say some families are made by shared blood and some families are made by spilled blood

Many people make devices that can be used for good or evil. You cannot blame the blacksmith when the swords he crafts are used to kill.

Remember that dead man you saw

Don't question luck," Amaranthe muttered. "It might get offended by your lack of appreciation and leave you behind.

Utter foolery shouldn't be delegated

My husband," Amaranthe said.
"Really! I would have guessed bodyguard."
Yes, even without visible weapons, he had that aura.

Someone's coming," Sicarius said. "They heard we have raccoon vomit for breakfast," Akstyr muttered.

So, he had helped her because he wanted her information, not out of kindness. That

You didn't think you'd find a Science-savvy mercenary team in the empire without a few eccentricities, did you? Amaranthe asked.

Thugly the Tormentor of Young Pilots.

No self-respecting snoop sneaks in before midnight anyway.

One who has a personality that grates like glass paper should probably choose footwear sufficient for fleeing from irritated people.

In every crisis lies opportunity.

The Wharf Street part stood out for a different reason. She

Technically speaking, Maldynado is the better fencer. Your man is the better killer.