Verity Alice Price

The dragon's eyes were a luminous pumpkin orange, like giant jack-o-lanterns burning in the face of the largest lizard the world had ever seen. He was still mostly prone, but his head was raised like the head of a snake getting ready to strike. The few remaining cultists cheered, apparently thinking he'd finally woken up at their command, and would now be happy to do their bidding. ( Verity wasn't completely sure they were wrong. )

[AND WE'RE DONE! Thanks to everyone who read along and even more thanks to rockstar babe firstofitskind, not just for all her preplaying and coding, but the encouragement and cheerleading all through this, as well as her AMAZING PATIENCE. Adapted from Chapters 25 of Seanan McGuire's Discount Armageddon. First post | Previous post. NFI, NFB, OOC is love]

With Piyusha dead, there was one last avenue Verity knew she could go to for good information: Dave. Bogeymen collected information the way dragon princesses hoarded gold and were just as cutthroat about parting with it. But Verity had her own information to trade--( and other options as well if Dave decided he didn't want to play nice. )

[Adapted from Chapters 22 & 23 of Seanan McGuire's Discount Armageddon, preplayed with and coded by wonder magician firstofitskind. First post | Previous post | Next Post. NFI, NFB, OOC is love]

The first out-of-the-way manhole cover they could find was located on the edge of a small park, about a block and a half away from Sarah's hotel. It was mostly hidden in the middle of one of those little seating areas that spring up around the city like mushrooms after a hard rain. The few people who did walk by pretty much ignored them. "I love big city life," Verity said quietly, looking around.

Liam had removed his jacket and shirt before taking the crowbar Sarah somehow managed to wheedle out of the hotel manager--when a cuckoo got involved, it was better not to ask exactly how they accomplished things--and setting to work. Sarah was back at the hotel, gulping Tylenol and keeping a telepathic 'eye' on the area. She would let them know if she saw trouble coming.

In the meanwhile, Verity was absorbed with the all-important task of checking her weapons, including the emergency throwing knives and smoke grenades she'd retrieved from Sarah's closet. Well, that, and watching the way the muscles of Liam's back moved every time he strained to get a better degree of leverage on the manhole cover.

Look, they were about to descend into a sewer and possibly discover a dragon. Verity felt no shame in ogling Liam a bit.

( At least until he shoved the manhole cover off to one side, releasing an unpleasant gust of sewer smell. )

[Adapted from Chapter 12 of Seanan McGuire's Discount Armageddon with amazing preplay AND coding help from firstofitskind, who wins at everything forever. First post is here, the previous post is here, and the next post is here. NFI, NFB, OOC is love]