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[magicalpadawan]

Dammit.

[The voice on the PCD sounds a little tinny and staticy, as if it's music playing from a radio station that you can't quite get reception from. There is no picture, though the video function should be working, only a haze of static. The speaker smacks the PCD a time or two, and the picture flickers on to reveal what would be a stunningly gorgeous girl with long, dark purple hair, if she weren't so skinny and dressed in what appears to be rags. She looks half-starved, and her eyes are shadowed and a little annoyed as she scowls at the screen. When she speaks, her words are broken up by bursts of static. What? Tech doesn't work well with wizards.]

This better --kshhh-- one of your tricks -- kshhh-- don't have time for your stupid games.

[She smacks the PCD again with an irritated sigh, and the picture blacks out.] Can --kshhh-- me what happened to Chicago?

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[emptynight]

[The only clue that he'd even heard her words was the fact that his grip loosened ever so slightly around Molly's neck. Thomas neither moved away nor did his expression change, and the Hunger's predatory touch gilds the sharp cold anger in his voice when he speaks.]

You helped him plan what exactly.

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[Molly takes a shaking breath and bites her lip a bit.]

He asked Kincaid to kill him, so Mab couldn't get to him to collect her debt. He asked me to veil it from him, so she wouldn't know when she healed him.

[emptynight]

[And just as quickly and suddenly as he'd moved to pin her to the wall, Thomas' grip on Molly's throat is gone, letting gravity take over. He backs away a step, just staring at her. The comprehension slowly dawns in his eyes, even if the silver touch of the demon's presence is slower to fade.]

And neither of you thought to tell me about his brilliant plan.

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[She falls and rubs her throat, keeping a wary eye on Thomas. Best not to move too much, if he's still looking like that.]

I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone.

[emptynight]

You promised you wouldn't tell anyone.

[His next words come out in a bare hiss.]

He was my brother, Molly.

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[Her free hand is searching for her wand, just in case.]

I know. And I -- [A shadow passes over her face, but it is brief, and she continues as if she'd never paused at all.]

He didn't want you to do anything stupid like get yourself killed.

[emptynight]

[A bark of bitter laughter escapes Thomas, but it doesn't lessen the anger and pain still seething in his voice.]

You mean so I don't do anything like kill Kincaid before his stupid plan had a chance to work.

[Without waiting for Molly's response, Thomas turns and continues back on the way to the clinic.]

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Maybe that, too.

[She sighs and pushes herself up, using her cane for leverage, and continues following.]