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((Sorry it's been so long.  ><  I've had persistent migraines and obligations outside of work that I don't often have.  Hope you're doing okay!)) "Well," Syra responded decidedly as she brushed her hands together, first in one direction, then the other.  "Those are all pretty awful things...

When the process was unveiled to the two friends, Syra backed into the nearest seat and rested her elbows on her knees, clasping her hands together.  Her eyes were as wide as could be, having found the entire conversation to be mesmerizing and perplexing at once.  She hadn't been aware that any...

Syra kept her head cocked while Raphael laid more questions on the healer Zane.  She definitely did not speak as a native, and the matters that she emphasized were (in general) none too important to the sirens.  Vampires and werewolves were clearly fictional beings created by the humans, just as...

Syra's eyes widened significantly as the revelations came to light.  It was as far-fetched as any theory she had ever heard, though Zane had a reputation of knowing far more than any other.  He was a great healer, yes, but also a mystic with quite a lot of wisdom and intuition as well.  The...

Having not been alive long enough to know about the afflictions that affected the sirens, Syra watched Zane with wide eyes as he took his initial assessment.  Some of the things that Raph said didn't exactly surprise her.  There had been times they had both been wasted and ended up somewhere...

Finally, after reaching a type of cul-de-sac in the road, Syra led Raphael into what almost appeared to be an abandoned storefront.  Only, on the inside, dim lights cast deep shadows into the room and censors burned, creating a fog of bitter and sweet herbal elements that greatly offset the...

When Raphael insisted she was human, one of the passersby stopped to stare at her.  Syra shot Raph an admonishing glare, then insisted to the other Siren, "She's just joking..."   When the stranger shrugged and continued on her way, Syra breathed a sigh of relief that she took the explanation...

((This is my last post for the night, due to election blues.)) "These people," Syra spoke with ironic emphasis, as the powers that be had long since been establishing that the Sirens weren't really people, "are here because we have been more or less segregated from the rest of society."...

"I know you're confused, buddy.  That's why we're going for this walk."  Syra couldn't conceal from her face the concern that was growing by the instant.  She had been like Raphael once, desiring to go to college so that she could make her mark in the world.  But she and Raph had been denied...

"Dorm room?" came Syra's response in a little squeak.  "Exams?  Doctor?  You're talking nonsense now.  Of course you belong here."  Grabbing the other woman's hand, she exposed the palm to show her that she too had the mark of the Siren.  "Wake up, Raph.  That's still your fucking name, right...

"Yeah," Syra responded, her voice softening with concern.  "Best friend.  Confidant, partner in crime.  Since we were just two stupid fuckin' kids."  After a moment's hesitation, Syra scooted down towards the edge of the bed, sitting by Raphael's side and leaning into her shoulder.  "Don't you...

Taking a deep breath like one might desperately grasp for oxygen, Syra inhaled from the cigarette and felt for an instant she had reached nirvana.  She was obviously seasoned at it, as she didn't cough or sputter or gag at the taste.  She then exhaled, slowly and with a sigh of apparent relief...

Syra's smirk barely brought light to her misty eyes.  Sometimes Raphael was just so reactive that she couldn't help but look on with empty amusement.  Yet, Syra's smirk quickly faded into the backdrop of her otherwise austere features.  At first, she was calculating in her assessment of the...

"Fuckin' hell." came the hoarse voice of annoyance, followed by the glancing blow of a tiny fist against Raphael's upper arm.  "I'm not your lover, so move over, wouldya?"  She may have been sharing her bed with her eldest friend, but Syra wasn't anybody's snuggle bunny.  So, when the much...

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