Saturday, June 14, 2014

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“But sometimes,” Jamal continued, “I’d worry about her. She’s a very... self-conscious person. And... lonely. She has an unfortunate tendency to attract certain types of men. Ones who try to take advantage of her. I knew all of this, but even still, I never imagined she would encounter that type of man...”

Hector scratched his cheek. “Uh... I’m sorry. I’m not sure I follow--”

Jamal held up a hand. “When she told me she’d nearly been the victim of a serial killer, I thought she was joking. But she wasn’t. And then she told me about the person who’d saved her.” The man’s smile was a faint thing, and it almost seemed like it didn’t belong on his face. “She actually said that, at first, she thought it was me. And in fairness, she hadn’t seen me in years, and she doesn’t know very many black people. And being mistaken for a hero--certainly not the worst kind of racial profiling I’ve ever experienced. But when she got a good look at you, she realized that you were too young to be me. And apparently, you also had a knife in your chest which didn’t seem to be bothering you very much.”

Holy shit,’ said Garovel. ‘He’s talking about the woman you saved on your very first night as a servant, isn’t he?

Hector blinked at Jamal, unsure of what to say.

“And not long after that, the media started talking about a vigilante with remarkable power. The coincidence did not escape my friend’s notice. It was a traumatizing experience for her, but I think knowing that someone like you was out there helped her cope. She isn’t the same person that she used to be.”

“W-what... um. Oh... well, I’m glad she’s doing okay...”

“You remember her?”

“Y-yeah. But... uh, I never learned her name.”

“Jessica Paulson,” said Jamal.

“Ah...”

“She’s a big fan of yours, by the way. She was really upset when they started calling you a murderer and a criminal.”

“Oh...”

Garovel was laughing his ass off. ‘A fan! Oh, I would pay good money to watch you have a conversation with a fan. You should invite her to Warrenhold. Oh! Maybe Jamal is about to ask you that! Say yes, Hector. As your reaper, I command it.

11 comments:

  1. I didn't know reapers had asses

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  2. For all we know that is all that some servant out there see's them as.

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  3. Do we know how Reapers see other Reapers? Or how they see themselves?

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  4. Her coming to visit him would be funny, but not as funny as hector and company going back home to see her. I can just see it, all the reporters fallowing him around asking rude questions, wile dozens of cops stand there glaring at him. Half way through the visit, one of the parents of the dead kids from his school storms up and sticks a knife in his chest. He would look down, say " ouch!" and then pull it out.

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  5. I would like to second Garovel's command. And the fan is a woman, so bonus points!

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  6. Garovel has a deceptively large amount of junk in his trunk.

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  7. I didn't need that mental image...but I'm also laughing.

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  8. I wonder if, after spending a lifetime with a reaper like Garovel, a servant might start seeing reapers as floating trollfaces...

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  9. I like little tie ins like that. =)

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  10. Called that shit! Man, is that an epic Chekhov's Gun or what?!

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