Tattoo: The Books of Glory

a webserial about people who are not like us

Tattoo Book 7 part 2.5

Posted by harmony0stars on May 9, 2011

“You really need to not mess with my computer,” Glory said as ominously as she could.

“Oh, you worry too much. We’re professionals,” Maria replied with a bright smile. She was probably the most cheerful person Glory had ever met, which certainly factored into how annoying she was. If she had only been doing her job, Glory could have forgiven her, but she didn‘t have to be so perky about it. “We won’t hurt your precious baby.”

“You have it the other way around.” Glory chewed on her lip.

Attaching Phoenix to Thor’s hammer had been a bust, but she’d come up with another idea at the last minute, and it had turned out surprisingly easy to implement. All that had been necessary was a trip to the jewelers.  The man’s eyes had nearly bugged out of his head with horror at altering the massive ruby in any way, but he couldn’t argue with the money she paid him. Though she had probably voided the warranty by opening it up, a small sliver from Phoenix’s stone sat nestled in the guts of the machine, fixed there with epoxy. It created a sympathetic link to Pheonix where he lay safely within the vault, especially after she had woven the electro-magnetic energies of the laptop and Phoenix‘s unique bio-electric aura together. He could even surf the web if he wanted, though he had proven strangely reluctant on that front.

“Oh…” Maria said, her brow wrinkling with sudden worry. “I see.” She patted her jacket and pulled out her phone, setting her sandwich on the tray as she jumped up and left the room.

Steiner and Redfield both looked after the little woman before turning to Glory, confusion etched into their faces. “Eat your lunch,” she muttered.

“What did you do?” Steiner asked a little breathlessly.

“Do you know what a Djinni is?” she asked. His expression was dubious as if he thought she was pulling his leg. Maybe he’d been hoping for more of a science fiction explanation.

White entered the room a few minutes later, the laptop held in one outstretched hand. “Disable it,” he growled, his face thunderous. Maria trailed behind him, almost wringing her hands.

“Can’t,” she replied with an indifferent shrug, though it was an outright lie. Phoenix was far too conscious of his vulnerability to her wrath to say no to her, and if she ever chose to lose her temper…

White ground his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead as the veins of his neck stood out. The agent didn’t seem to be in any immediate danger, though he looked to be in a great deal of pain. Serve him right for making her skin crawl. She didn’t know how he looked to the others, but Glory could see bands of energy corded around his arm. They moved like living things, creeping along his arm towards his neck. Curiously there were similar tentacles of a darker color extending from White into the computer. What had he been playing at?

She was surprised Phoenix hadn’t just fried the first person who was not her that tried to use the laptop, but he could be a nasty little sneak when he had a mind to be. Even if he had started out trying to defend himself, it looked as though he had switched tactics and was attempting to take White‘s body for his own. It would probably not work, but that wouldn’t stop him possibly killing White in the process of failing.

“Don’t be like that,” Maria said in a chiding, anxious tone. “You could have warned us.”

“Uh… I kind of did. And Phoenix has a mind of his own. Would you have believed me if I told you there was a homicidal spirit in my laptop?” Glory asked. White hissed in pain, glaring at her, and Glory sighed. Jumping to her feet, she took hold of the laptop. “Behave,” she said aloud as Phoenix resisted her mental orders. “Or I’ll never take you anywhere again. You can sit in the vault and sulk for eternity.”

White grunted as Phoenix released him, retracting his own cords of energy back into his arm. He recovered quickly though, grabbing her by the wrist as if for support. From his expression, he got more than he bargained for. Glory dropped the laptop with a gasp of real pain, but White was already staggering away, looking very much surprised. She hauled off and hit him for good measure.

“Vampire!” she cried. Steiner was already up and stood between them in case the man tried anything else.

White hit the floor, but was back on his feet almost instantly and with little effort. Grinning crookedly, he dusted imaginary dirt from his suit. “I prefer the term energy siphon,” he said with mock dignity. He grinned as if straining to show all his teeth.

“I’m sure you do, parasite,” Glory growled. She picked up her laptop and retreated to the sofa. “Touch me again and see what happens. You wouldn’t be the first vampire I’ve killed.”

“You killed a vampire? By yourself?” Redfield asked.

“Table leg to the solar plexus and a swift kick,” she said, cradling her laptop against her belly like a wounded kitten. Even Steiner looked impressed for once as he glanced her way.

“That won’t be necessary, will it Jack?” Maria asked in a hard tone. She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at her partner.

The man pursed his lips in a smirk. “No… I have what I wanted. She was… zesty.”

to Book 7, part 2, page 6

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8 Responses to “Tattoo Book 7 part 2.5”

  1. Fiona said

    “She hauled off an hit him for good measure”

    ..meaning she physically hit him?

  2. One of the Twins said

    id say it would be fair game to kill him…
    damn vampire…

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