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Heroic Obligations
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Havermouth, Present TimeSigrid pushed Dan behind her and kicked the changeroom door open, the wood shattering off the hinges and sending the woman on the other side flying out of the change rooms and into the shop in a crash of racks. Sigrid followed, stepping through the spill of clothing to pick the woman up by the throat whilst she hissed and spat and clawed at her arm.“A zombie,” Sigrid observed with surprise. The woman was barefoot, in a bedraggled pant suit, filthy, missing teeth and covered in blood. And she stank – of rancid meat, urine, and old, old sweat. “Disgusting,” Sigrid turned her face away so as not to have to breathe in the woman’s foul breath.“You’d be disgusting too if you’d been tortured and kept in a cage,” the woman ceased fighting hanging from Sigrid’s grip in exhaustion. “I was just looking for something to wear and trying to avoid the Van Helsings outside when I heard someone in the change room, I’d rather hoped…”“F-k,” Dan said and hurried across to the
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Havermouth, Present Time“I am not stripping naked in front of him,” Aislen crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head.Toby raised an eyebrow. “Car and go,” he said with emphasis.“Don’t you start,” she told him warningly. “I quite like the fact that you’re limited to only a few words, as I think if you were free to speak more, you’d be an absolute pain in the arse.”“Aislen Carter,” he spread his hands palms up. “Help me.”Bianca looked between them. “Anyone want to let me into this private conversation?”“Toby and I…” Aislen rolled her eyes.“Holy shit,” Bianca’s jaw dropped.“Years ago,” Aislen qualified. “Before we met.”“Oh,” Bianca’s face underwent a thought process. “Could he be…?”“No,” Aislen said firmly holding up a finger. “We’re not even going to put that thought into words, okay, B? Don’t do it. That doesn’t need to be a conversation.”“Aislen Carter?” Toby asked.Bianca and Aislen both turned to look at him. He looked between them perplexed by their scrutiny. “H
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