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Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass,

"I am old fashioned. I prefer talking to someone face to face. Besides, lies are easier told over text or on the phone where you cannot see a person's face." If she were honest Bryn didn't know what she hoped to accomplish by seeing Bonnie. If faced with the Starchild she was unsure if she could snuff out her light unless she had no other choice. Perhaps she hoped to make her see common sense. No good could come from what Higgs had done.

But she smiled at John. He could lie to her, she knew it. But she trusted him, probably beyond reason. She rose up on her knees. "Do you remember when I did it for Arthur? I used to be good at making men, and women see nothing more than my body. The things they would talk about while I contorted myself, and writhed to the music that played." She used her grip on the chrome pole to pull herself back up to stand. "I didn't even have to remove any clothing most of the time, to find out what I wanted to know. There were no spells involved. No drugs in their drinks. That is why I made sure my thralls looked almost identical to me, or very close. Aibhlinn, the one you met, is the closest I've had in a long while."