Jasmina gasped, startled, as the embers tumbled over her feet. It wasn't particularly painful - though it might have been if she'd been barefoot and wasn't running on so much adrenaline - but it was surprising, and already on edge, a surprise was the last thing she needed. Before she had a chance to ...

Hey all,

Just wanted to let you know that I realize I'm up to post next, but I probably won't get a chance till the new year because of family obligations. Just didn't want you to think I was unaware.

Happy holidays!

Jasmina was painfully aware that she had no allies here. Yes, her kidnappers might claim they didn't intend to harm her. Why should she believe them, though? Simply because they hadn't murdered her? At least not yet...

She had no reason to think their intention was anything but harm. Even if the ...

Metarie wrote:Ok, this is driving me nutty... isn't that Amy Acker as Illyria?

Yep, it is.

Jasmina glanced over at Cervantes on the couch, recognized him from their last dubious "meeting," and decided she didn't want to sit with him. She remained standing, alert and suspicious, like an animal waiting for a trap to close. It wasn't as though she was tired, anyhow; she was so recently ...

Jasmina couldn't help raising an eyebrow at Chrishton's suggestions of what she might want to do, because all of those ideas sounded so out of character for her. The only thing she truly wanted, right now, was to make sure that Salliniari was relatively intact, and then get the hell out of Keltaris ...

Jasmina couldn't help but laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of it all. It wasn't a happy or amused laugh, though. It was wild, high-pitched, bordering on hysteria, and terminated abruptly like water poured over a campfire when she managed to get control over herself.

He was acting like she had ...

Jasmina looked at Chrishton with visible surprise.

" That is it? Truly? You wanted my help to rescue your son? You might have said that in the first place and spared yourself a lot of trouble. I am not a cruel person. I would have helped if you had asked, instead of kidnapping me and attacking my ...

"Interesting," Jasmina replied when the man had spoken, resenting the painful hold the girl had on her wrist. "Why the cape and dagger, then?"

She meant 'cloak and dagger,' but hopefully had gotten close enough.

"I think you will find that I am not an unreasonable person. I would, perhaps, be ...

Perhaps Jasmina should have been scared. In fact, that was fairly probable. She wasn't, though. She didn't have the emotional energy, because she was too busy being angry. At the moment, the primary target of her ire was the indifferent crowd.

What were they playing at? Were they really so foolish ...

As Jasmina realized she was being stopped, she finally got her bearings again.

"These people chasing me are the criminals!" she shouted. "They have attacked Mr. Salliniari and left him bleeding in the park! Please, someone must come to his aid!"

This particular declaration served several purposes ...

Jasmina did her best to answer with what Salliniari wanted to hear. No, she didn't know many non-humans. She really had no opinion on them. She had met some in her travels, but she wasn't well enough acquainted with them to have a distinct concept of how they compared. In general, she had journeyed ...

Still, I should've done better at communicating with you guys about it. Sorry for that.

Sorry, I should have answered this much earlier. I've been having a stupid busy week!

I was thinking I would just be skipped this round.

If you need something from me to continue, let me know. But until the plot advances it would probably be another "Jasmina makes small talk about architecture ...

Oh, no hurry.

Thanks for bailing me out!