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    Bezine tried her own drink again, grimacing at the taste. She'd barely learned to tolerate the rice wine in Hanshima, sticking to the sweeter flavors (peach, yellow, and purple were her favorite varieties); this reminded her too much of the moonshine served in Eirene's home village. Even thirty...
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    Bezine listened to Caden's recollection, her face falling as he recounted what had happened to his family. It was Bezine's worst nightmare, the reason she'd kept them moving for the past three decades, fleeing at the first sign of trouble. They'd circled the known world, trying to stay one step...
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    Bezine's relief at how well Seersha and Kaden handled clearing the air between them was tinged with an aftertaste of guilt not unlike that of the bitter wine as both Kaden and Caden voiced an uncomfortable truth about parenting in their generation. She tried to cover it with another sip of the...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine grumbled from down the bar, "Masochista."
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine shook her paw out as it smarted from the slap, her glare at Kaden lessening as he actually engaged in what, by his standards, was a heartfelt apology. She returned to the bar, scooting up onto a stool and sniffing at the wine bottle herself. "I forgot 'ow bitter zese Felmarian wines are,"...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine had never thought that she would see Kaden cry like this. In a way, it was discomfiting; he'd always been this larger-than-life figure in her mind, always taller than her no matter how lanky the young weasel grew, the beast who, no matter how dangerous the world became, would always find...
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    'Gates, Kaden was old. When she'd been a kit half Seersha's age, she'd believed he was old, of course, just because he was an adult and adults all looked old to her then. Now, though, with some forty years under her own belt and a world's worth of experience upon her, she could see how unkind...
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    Bezine stopped in her tracks as the young jill got a healthy measure of suspicion and skepticism right at the wrong moment. Bezine gave a wide shrug, letting her own disbelief show. "In zis town, coincidence is ze only zing you can count on one 'undred percent of ze time. Is 'ow I get exiled...
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    Well, Bezine thought on reflection, the girl was suspicious, which was definitely a Winder character trait. What she wasn't was clever about it. Seersha had given away more information than she'd sought in the asking, enough that a savvy beast of nefarious intent could have buffed their way...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine glanced to Caden, feeling compelled to explain before he could ask. "You remember ze Vorskys, from ze old days? Zis is Bridger's daughter." Far better to introduce her that way than to explain the whole mess with Kaden. That would be Seersha's decision whether or not to explain that...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine nodded along with Seersha's reflections, a small smile cracking at the mention of getting in blows on Kaden. Maybe Bezine would add in a few for good measure too. "I'll round it up to zirty," Bezine quipped, making an attempt at cracking her knuckles and failing entirely. Up on the road...
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    Bezine's face brightened up at the mention of the young artist's talent. "You paint?" she inquired, surprised. "Well, you certainly non getting zat from Kaden. I zink painting wiz blood is only 'e do. Zat is wonderful for you, Seersha!" She beamed as she added, "You find many 'ere 'oo will buy...
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    Bezine smiled at the account of Bridger's family that he'd gathered to himself, the happiness he'd managed to find. It might not have been the upbringing that Seersha wanted, but it was a good one nonetheless. Being raised by Kaden, Bezine was sure, would not have been as idyllic as perhaps the...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Bezine couldn't help but chuckle at Seersha's inquiry. "Well, if you want a zorn in ze side, I can introduce you to my daughter," she quipped. She shook her head, seemingly in apology, and amended, "She non is so bad. Ze Zorn in ze Side I know, is somewhere around here." She groused a bit as she...
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    Open Hate Dries Slower Than Paint

    Shock coursed across Bezine's nerves like lightning, stunning her at not only explicit confirmation of the jill's parentage, but the revelation of Kaden's role in it - or, more accurately, the lack thereof. She couldn't quite keep the fury from reaching her eyes at the irresponsibility of the...
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