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Chateau Grief 129

Kore: Shane is well enough to move into a proper room and to see a doctor. This is what you were about to say to me...before we had our little disagreement.

Xander: No, you're right, he can live anywhere he wants.

Narration(Xander): And that hulking imbecile will have to because I'm kicking him onto the streets tonight. Turn him loose. Never mind Rhelan Grant's fears. They're old men's fears anyhow.

Kore: You are a lying bastard.

Narration(Xander): Blast it all, is Grant right? No way to hide it? She'd know even without telepathy.

Narration(Xander): Outwardly I am a man. But I have no more real similarity to them than a katydid or a sea urchin.

Narration(Xander): I'm cthonic to the order of life. Everything I touch, I destroy. I am so strong and they are all so weak. But if what I suspect about her is true...

Narration(Xander): I will need all my strength tonight.

Xander: Kore, you've got to understand. I know things you don't.

Kore: Shoot. Maybe I'll surprise you.

Xander: Not today. Maybe when you show some maturity. It's not that simple. You don't understand.

Xander: Shane isn't a telepath.

Kore: Yes he is, you can't hide that from me.

Xander: He has minor abilities, --true-- but nothing...compared to what you can do.

Xander: You're not like him, Kore, you'll never be like him. And you know that better than I do.

Kore: I am like him. We both are.

Author Notes:

Hallucinating telepaths.  Xander is in his own little world.  ...and his point will be revealed all in good time...  go on push him a bit more.  poke the tiger with a stick.


Characters: Xander, Kore, Shane