09-07-2012, 03:03 AM
She said when.
Lewis could swear there was a quiver in her voice. He had a harder time reading Terra. He normally could read people like open books, which was a reason he surrounded himself with the best. He knew when people wanted to use or cheat him, and he always turned it around in his favor. That same ability made him a great at poker, last game he played he was up a hundred or so thousand. You could read bluffs and somehow his look made good hands fold.
I am just that lucky. I am just that good.
Lewis pushed down on the plunger of the syringe, but only half way. He saw the change in Terra’s face instantly. Her smile started to widen. Her eyes seemed to change, more vibrant, more alive. He pulled the needle out of her arm. Lewis licked his finger and wiped it across where the needle came out. He remembered reading somewhere saliva helps in healing.
Lewis pulled out his wallet. He always kept a couple papers, a couple condoms, and an extra needle point just in case. He changed the needle head, and put it to his arm.
He pressed down and felt the ambrosia rush through his veins.
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