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The woman paused before another door, this one not barred but locked.
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As she brought out the key, she said, “We deal mostly in fairly mundane trades, but there are a few customers with more unusual needs and people willing to sell unusual items.
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“We deal mostly in fairly mundane trades, but there are a few customers with more unusual needs and people willing to sell unusual items.
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We’ve had genies, indentured sorcerers, even golems and the occasional elf.
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This is one of the stranger items, though.
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It’s been in our collection for several years because only a human can activate it.
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If we only had a human on our staff, we could have done so ages ago and sold it off, but we have no such luck.”
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She opened the door and took us past several doors marked with odd geometrical designs to another locked room.
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“Here it is,”
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“Here it is,” she said.
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With a flourish, she opened the door to reveal a room with walls inlaid with lapis and gold wire, intricate patterns like a Czar’s jewelry box crawling down the walls.
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“Let’s not get fucked up tonight, though, okay, Rache?
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“A marvel, isn’t it?”
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she said.
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“That such a rock could hold so much magic – it’s a wonder.”
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“That it is,”
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“That it is,” Nepthys assured her.
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“What would convince you to part with it?”
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No,
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No,”
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she said, seeing his expression, “that would make the stone rather useless.”
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“that would make the stone rather useless.”
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Nevertheless, she gave me what I can only describe as an “appraising glance”.
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“appraising glance”
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I have never felt so appraised in all my life.
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“He looks healthy,”
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“He looks healthy,” she said, “how about a pint of his blood?”
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“how about a pint of his blood?”
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We don’t – ”
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Madame, I have his health to consider.”
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I have his health to consider.”
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“Half a pint, then – and his hair.”
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“Well, kid, what do you think?
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Remember, this is your quest.
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I’m not giving my blood.”
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“Sure, babe.
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“As if I wanted it,”
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“As if I wanted it,” interrupted the woman.
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“I think it’s a fair deal, considering the return,”
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“I think it’s a fair deal, considering the return,” he told me, “but it’s up to you.”
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“but it’s up to you.”
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Come on, I don’t have to get fucked up every time we go out just to enjoy myself.
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I thought about it, then nodded.
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“Marvelous!” cried the woman.
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“One half-pint of human blood, willingly given, and his fine head of hair for the stone.”
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She took us downstairs to a small room behind a red silk draping.
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There was a wooden chair, where she sat me down and asked me to wait.
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Soon, she came back with a lidded ceramic bowl, which she put on the table beside me.
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“Roll up your sleeves,”
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She opened the bowl and carefully, gingerly brought out a fat, dripping leech.
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It must have been larger than my finger.
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She laid it gently inside the hollow of my left arm.
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The cold thing stretched and cast around with its sucker-mouth until it found the soft spot inside my elbow, where it softly sucked on and began to work its way under my skin.
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I thought that I could feel a slight itching.
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Let’s not waste any more time.”
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“They take about a quarter-pint each,”
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“They’re quick, too.
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We’ll be done with them before your hair is finished.”
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Then she clapped her hands and brought in the barber.
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Half an hour later, I left the room pale and bald, running my fingers over my scalp.
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She stood up and I followed her out to the street.
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At least the barber hadn’t nicked me.
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Madame Entera took me back up to the stone’s room, where Nepthys was waiting by the door.
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“Be careful you don’t let him touch it until you’re ready to use it,”
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“Be careful you don’t let him touch it until you’re ready to use it,” the woman admonished Nepthys as she slipped the stone into a grey cloth pouch and handed it to him.
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“Thank you for doing business at our house, and I hope to see you again!”
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“Come on,”
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“Come on,” said Nepthys, “you could use a drink.”
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It was dark enough that I could actually see a few stars through the screen of city light.
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“you could use a drink.”
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We hit a bar on the next street over.
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“Vodka, straight up,”
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“Vodka, straight up,” Nepthys told the bartender as we sat down at the counter, “and a Bloody Mary for my friend.
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“and a Bloody Mary for my friend.
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Make it extra bloody.”
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When our drinks came, he poured a dollop of something from an inner pocket into my Bloody Mary.
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“That should help,”
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“That should help,” he said.
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“You could run on empty with a little of that stuff.
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It won’t refill your blood supply, but while that’s in your system, you won’t even need blood.”
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He grinned at me.
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“Drink up, kid.”
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Nepthys slapped me on the back.
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“Okay,”
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“now that we’re sitting down, can you explain a little more of what’s going on here?
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I mean, what is this place, really?”
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He thought about that.
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“I think that our world is a reflection of yours, or yours is a more boring reflection of ours.
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Without hearing the car horns, I could almost taste the air of late March through the street fumes.
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In America, things are still weird after the European conquest.
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The natives are still here, but so is everyone else.
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The Europeans mostly manifest as something like the underground society of your cities.
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We aren’t quite what you’d expect from reading the Grimms.”
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“What do you mean?”
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“Okay, take elves.”
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He caught the bartender’s eye for another shot.
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“You figure they’re some Lincoln-green pretty boys who run around in the forest with bows and live forever in halls of glory, right?
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Not in America.
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Here, they’re the snotty rich who show up in clubs because they like the ‘gritty ambience’ – you have them in your world, too, right?
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Except it’s worse here because they have centuries to grow disaffected and flirt with exciting and dangerous elements of society’s lowest rungs.
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