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“What?” Zahra asks, still befuddled.
I personally think that must be her automatic setting, besides mouthy.
“Saturn is surprised at how easily you manipulate time and space,” I grunt, trying to talk and listen to the God of Control in my head. “He thinks because you have pure Luminary powers mixed with Jupiter’s expansion energies, you’re like a. . .”
“Luminary on ‘roids?” she supplies.
“Exactly, and that’s not only why you can move back and forth between the dimensions, but also move us without being direct. If you were bonded to all of us, you could easily use your expansion powers to tell everyone to go direct, and I can’t reach anyone without a portal being open. Without a portal open, we are sealed within the dimension and cannot access our soul bonds, but Jupiter could because of his powers. For now, we will continue to go up in dimension and get the twins and Pluto so we can all go direct and head back to the third dimension.
“Good plan. Let’s go crash Bitchhole’s domicile, then,” Zahra enthuses.
She’s way too excited for a chance meeting with Lina again, I think.
“Maybe she enjoyed fisting her,”Saturn offers, his thought echoing in my head.
“Oh, I did,”is Zahra’s mental response.
CHAPTER 8
ZAHRA
I’d like to say Lina’s realm is as crappy as her attitude; full of crazed maniacs and super-white people who think they’re really silver. Of course, it’s not. Bitchhole’s domicile is, in short,a wonderland. ‘The Realm of Jewels’ hardly does the place justice. Imagine the moon in all its craterous beauty. . . now make everything made of gemstones. All kinds. That is Lina’s world. A mouth-dropping sight of rubies, emeralds, diamonds, sapphires, amethysts, and a hundred other stones and colors I can’t name. They glitter in the soft light of the world, like an unseen full moon is beaming down with gentle illuminance.
No wonder the petty cuntcushion is so smug.
Caed must pick up on my thoughts and relay them to Khal, because both men look down at me with amused expressions. I screw my face up into a grimace, making them grin more. I seriously need to figure out how to block Caed from reading my every thought. Then, I need to learn how to school my features into the best poker face. Then, I need to get a barrel so I have somewhere to bend everyone when I unexpectedly fuck them over. . . because no one knows what I’m thinking, and I’ve become a ninja.
“I can’t do this anymore,” Caed suddenly exclaims, scrubbing his hands down his face, while groaning.
“What’s wrong?” I ask in worry.
“My guess:you,” Khal offers.
“You know what, you cosmic cumbubble, go fucking pop yourself! Not everything is alwaysmeormy fault. Right, Caed?”
He doesn’t look at me and instead addresses Khal.
“I’m not sure why, but she was dressed like a ninja and she was fucking someone over what looked like an A & W root beer barrel.”
“She was fantasizing aboutninja pegging?”
Both men stare at me, waiting for yet another explanation.
I kind of just want a root beer float.
“Don’t we have shit to do?” I remind.
“Right, I really didn’t want to know anyway,” Khal claims. “From what Sunny told us, Lina has an Emerald Palace over that mountain ridge. Chances are, she’s there, recuperating. Mars and I will go investigate. You need to find Uranus. He will probably be in the complete opposite direction in an attempt to avoid Lina, should she be here.”
Of course Bitchhole has an Emerald Palace. She’s the freaking Wicked Witch of the Whole Universe. The Wizard of Assholeness. Which means I’m Dorothy. I need a Toto. Or a flying monkey. Or one of those dudes from the Lollipop Brigade to bring me a sucker.
“But I don’t want to split up. I want to help. I’m stronger,” I remind petulantly, taking my head back to more important matters.
“Saturn and I are strong together. And we’re only going to look. Not engage. We need to be silent, stealthy, hidd-”
“You mean like a ninja?”
“She seems really hung up on that ninja fantasy,” Khal remarks.
