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Part 8.2 | It's time to train yourself
Part 8.1 | Is absolute zero cold enough
Part 7.5 | On the water
Part 7.4 | As his conscience seems to be
Part 7.3 | Peel me a grape
Part 7.2 | A torrent of vegetable words
Part 7.1 | Lighten up my eyes
Part 6.5 | On the ravish'd virgin vengeance takes
Part 6.4 | You like it? It's yours
Part 6.3 | But as I was saying
Part 6.2 | Keep little company
Part 6.1 | His dreams, they aren't as empty
Part 5.5 | Girls would turn the colour of an avocado
Part 5.4 | Not waiting on a lady
Part 5.3 | Just cares for me
Part 5.2 | To have done instead of not doing
Part 5.1 | The hell I won't
Part 4.5 | Peel slowly
Part 4.4 | Can't keep still
Part 4.3 | He said one word to me
Part 4.2 | And I guess, but I just don't know
Part 4.1 | Living on nerves
Part 3.5 | Under that honey lake of the sky
Part 3.4 | Not a dropping shoe for miles and miles
Part 3.3 | Drive, she said
Part 3.2 | The train moves, not the station
Part 3.1 | I said, the lady wants a hammock
Part 2.5 | Am Unavailable
Part 2.4 | Or you to Hecuba
Part 2.3 | Don't letcher babies grow up to be mentechs
Part 2.2 | If you loved me, you'd let me eat your brain
Part 2.1 | A blue million miles
Part 1 | And they were happier than I am
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Fish Swim in the Lake
July 10, 2003
Part 8.3 | Hold me, babyColin punched alphaDana in the stomach and jammed his elbow into the inside of her thigh. She screamed and bent over but didn't let the skinjector drop. He grabbed for her wrist. She threw herself forward and tried to roll off. He caught her around her waist and fell on her. He rolled between her thighs, hot and flustered and still halfway aroused, grabbing at her hands, while she kicked him in the backs of his knees. "Please," he whimpered, "give me that. Vlad--"
"Why is he trying to kill Vas?" She hid her hand under her back and arched her spine down hard. He went after it and she shoved her thumb in his eye and then pulled his hair, hard. He jerked up and she scissored his waist. He flipped on his side and she hit him in the throat and hurt her hand. His neck was reinforced. He hit her in the throat and she choked and let go of the skinjector.
"I didn't want this," Colin said. "He's not going to die! Please, Vlad wouldn't let him die."
alphaDana heaved dreamily under him. She felt casually distant. Her throat was a hot bent pipe.
"Don't make me keep hurting you," Colin said. "Just stay still and give me the drugs OK?"
"Why-- why--" She tried to turn onto her side. She choked and coughed.
Colin caught her wrists loosely in one stringy hand and held them above her head. He reached under her body and found the phionine stick. "I wanted us to be friends... Audrey."
"--don't call me that."
He pulled out the tube and threw it on the loveseat. "I guess it's too late for that."
"Not if you tell me--"
"Why should you believe it?" He grabbed her hair-- she screamed-- and he pulled her to her feet. "You just want time." He threw her facedown on the bed. She raised half up on her wrists, choking. He grabbed her hands and pulled the belt out of her jumpsuit and bent her elbows and tied them tight back. He touched her face. Then he knocked her cold.