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"No, we don't." was the simple, factual response and yet there was no fear in the tone of her voice, no nervousness. She felt none. Ember knew she had little to fear, knew she could have sat on the tallest scrap of metal on this highway and shot fireworks in the sky to attract a hundred morpher ships and it wouldn't have mattered. They wouldn't touch her. She'd not told anyone, had never breathed a word of it, but she'd TRIED to make them shoot her, to make them take notice, to make them chase or capture her...to no avail. They passed over as if they couldn't even see her, held no interest in her and oftentimes, even in a group, they'd pass over when she knew they'd spotted them. Because she was there. It was unnerving, and she kept it to herself, having no desire to be seen with any more suspicion that she already was by the majority of the Division. If the others knew that she was 'immune' to the Etz'os....they'd burn her as a witch - well, not burn but they'd definitely put a bullet through her head and ask for forgiveness later if it turned out she wasn't a spy.
No, Ember kept wisely silent about that and many things the others did not know, things she took great pains to make sure they didn't know. That she could tame a Torsir and sense the Etz'os was strange enough for anyone to wrap their mind around in light of the threat they faced with their enemy. She would not ask them to try and extend their understanding further lest she find herself at the mercy of a scared mob.
Amber eyes reflected little of their thoughts, calm and questioning when they met the hypnotic gold ones of Tohq - and they really were mesmerizing. She wasn't sure why, but Nia knew without a shadow of a doubt that if allowed she would have gazed into them for hours with all the attentiveness of a cat watching light play upon a wall. They drew her and she feared to fall in, only allowing herself glances at a time to the male before looking away again.
"Just what did you have in mind?"
What kind of alien tricks did he have up his sleeve?
Peeking over the roof of the car she crouched behind, Ember raised a brow, glancing back to the brunette. "Whatever it is, I would recommend swiftness in applying." The ship was within feet of them now, perhaps sensing heat, maybe their technology giving them away, whatever the case, it had decided this section of highway was far more interesting than the direction it had been going and it would only be a matter of time before discovery was upon them.
Ember wasn't entirely sure the Etz'os would be able to resist the opportunity to capture a Tih'ahl - her presence be near him or not.
No, Ember kept wisely silent about that and many things the others did not know, things she took great pains to make sure they didn't know. That she could tame a Torsir and sense the Etz'os was strange enough for anyone to wrap their mind around in light of the threat they faced with their enemy. She would not ask them to try and extend their understanding further lest she find herself at the mercy of a scared mob.
Amber eyes reflected little of their thoughts, calm and questioning when they met the hypnotic gold ones of Tohq - and they really were mesmerizing. She wasn't sure why, but Nia knew without a shadow of a doubt that if allowed she would have gazed into them for hours with all the attentiveness of a cat watching light play upon a wall. They drew her and she feared to fall in, only allowing herself glances at a time to the male before looking away again.
"Just what did you have in mind?"
What kind of alien tricks did he have up his sleeve?
Peeking over the roof of the car she crouched behind, Ember raised a brow, glancing back to the brunette. "Whatever it is, I would recommend swiftness in applying." The ship was within feet of them now, perhaps sensing heat, maybe their technology giving them away, whatever the case, it had decided this section of highway was far more interesting than the direction it had been going and it would only be a matter of time before discovery was upon them.
Ember wasn't entirely sure the Etz'os would be able to resist the opportunity to capture a Tih'ahl - her presence be near him or not.
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