Date: 2008-03-30 11:18 am (UTC)
"I'm only going to say this once, thief," says Maya. "Leave now."

One side of her mouth tips upward into an expression that doesn't belong on Maya Antares's face; it is confident, yes, but it borders on cocky, and it is jagged and hungry.

"Or be buried with them."

The wind picks up.
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