Then, she straightened up a bit and I saw she was quite taller than I had first imagined and she pulled out a pack of cigarettes to light one up with ...studied care. She took a deep drag on the poison stick like it was her sworn duty to finish it in record time and looked me right in the eye at close range.“I don’t like to talk about the tenants, young fellow, but I have to say that guy in room 505 is not your regular normal person like you and me talking right here on the stairway. He gets some. The crew was doing the same. The power cells had been completely neutralized by the attackers' null-ray, so there was nothing else they could do. It would take weeks for the residual energies of the null-ray to wear off so that a charge would even stick. Her personal android floated limply nearby, occasionally bumping into something. It was a pity; he'd been well-programmed for providing sexual pleasure. In many ways, he was better than a real man.She heard the sound of a teleporter being. “Eric, your Grandfather will be here tomorrow to pick you up and take you back to Ragnarsson-Rock, back to school and back to your normal life.”“I gave you my word Ancient One. I will not speak of what I have learned.”“I have no doubt you keep your word. You are, as I said before indeed much like your grandfather. I wanted to talk to you about your secret. I know you are suppressing it and maybe you can but I want you to be careful Nilfeheim is unforgiving and lacks any compassion and. I piece together a ploughman’s board with red and white wine for my friends, who arrive just as predicted–Victoria just on time dressed in only the finest and Kesley almost an hour late in jeans and a t-shirt. We eat, we drink and we bitch about this and that and all that jazz until I’m distracted by a text. Alex–Hey. 8:45 pm. I ignore it for a moment, but I don’t stop him. Alex-Thinking about you. ,). 8:47pm. My cheeks are red hot, which could either be because of the wine or the text and.