Status: Actuve (=
Angels and Rain
Five.
“Shit.”
There was a flap of paper wings as a copy of the Telegraph was thrown down by a stunningly beautiful
Goth. “We’ve got another. Martha Brown. Slit throat.”
He looked up through eyes of wrought green glass to another man whose blonde curls concealed his
face. When he spoke, it was nothing but a bloodless whisper.
“I know.”
“You know?”
“I knew Mattie.” The youth looked up, his florescent eyes muted, yet at the same time strangely intensified by the tears he could not cry. “She was good to me.”
“Oh, shit, Nyk...”
The blonde pushed away what would have been a comforting hand.
“I’m used to it by now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. What do you want to do about the girl?”
The goth sighed. “She was good to Feadie. They got on so well. I don’t want her to end up like he did.”
“Do you want to bring her in?”
“I wouldn’t think twice. I’ve lost enough. And no,” He cut the blonde short, “I don’t mean Feadie.”
“Jinx.”
The brunette smiled. “Jinx.”
There was a flap of paper wings as a copy of the Telegraph was thrown down by a stunningly beautiful
Goth. “We’ve got another. Martha Brown. Slit throat.”
He looked up through eyes of wrought green glass to another man whose blonde curls concealed his
face. When he spoke, it was nothing but a bloodless whisper.
“I know.”
“You know?”
“I knew Mattie.” The youth looked up, his florescent eyes muted, yet at the same time strangely intensified by the tears he could not cry. “She was good to me.”
“Oh, shit, Nyk...”
The blonde pushed away what would have been a comforting hand.
“I’m used to it by now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. What do you want to do about the girl?”
The goth sighed. “She was good to Feadie. They got on so well. I don’t want her to end up like he did.”
“Do you want to bring her in?”
“I wouldn’t think twice. I’ve lost enough. And no,” He cut the blonde short, “I don’t mean Feadie.”
“Jinx.”
The brunette smiled. “Jinx.”