Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Daila

Nice job passing the buck, chump! I glared at Ivar as he sped away with his girlfriend in the direction of our new home. I will make sure Jared is aware of the situation.

I conjured a gust of wind to carry me the rest of the way. When I arrived at our meeting place, I saw two middle aged men confronting Alex and his troop. I didn't know what else to do, so I conjured up another windstorm and swept the men away. I didn't want to lead Alex directly to our hideout, so I sent us off somewhere else.

We landed a few miles away on top of a tall building. I was exhausted. We all fell with a clumsy thud and I collapsed. The men rushed over to me to see if I was alright. I was barely conscious enough to tell them that we needed to get somewhere safe before Alex found us again. It was like he had some kind of tracking on me.

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