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So does the author

I forgot... And HE liked watching football on TV rather than sitting at a table, so yeah...:P

<wipes away a tear> You were never on timeout. I feel honored to have taken you away from your work. Maybe I'll have to bring in a Jason who hates table conversations and insists they sit around in the living room.

Victoria's alter ego, and just before the fat lady sang.

Unlike you, SOME of US went to small schools. Greg's school has less than 800 students TOTAL in four grades, so 1% suddenly leaving WOULD be noticed. I'm writing a conversation scene right now that is NOT held while gathered around a table, so NYAH NYAH NYAH!!! In the first version, I jumped the shark so many times he started showing up with his own ramp, so get over it! I've only jumped two this time, so far, today... Although it did involve someone jumping... not a shark, but still... I don't know about YOU, but I can last a LOT more than ten minutes. OH, you said fight, my bad... He just got a big new house, or did you not get that? To the victor go the spoils!!! The fates, better known as the author, are indeed assholes, so... oh, nevermind, that about covers it.

Two Doctors arguing engineering...

Tune in sometime in the future to find out, same bat time, same bat channel.

I'll focus on one tiny turn of phrase in all of this, and point out the oiled colons...

Assumes facts not in evidence.

When Marco's eyes changed, he told his father, who immediately contacted Prince George. Knowing that Greg was meeting with his Baronets, George assumed correctly that one refused to submit, and called Greg to inquire. Had all of Greg's Baronets submitted, Marco's change in status would be resolved when whatever Baron who had a vacancy contacted his Viscount to relay that information. And yes, Evans was a control freak, the freakiest.

Every head in the room turned as the young man entered the room. Dressed in perfectly tailored Dracul garb, he gave a nod to the assembly, then turned his head to me. In perfect court decorum he took a few steps toward me, bowed, and waited. I smiled and said, “We welcome you to our home, Baronet. As you are new to your office, we will require your oath of fealty, if you are prepared to do so?” He dropped to a knee and said, “I, Marco Giancarlo Dino Nardone, solemnly swear my unwaverin

I, too, have a twisted sense of humor. Don't take the gate too seriously. I'm loving your comments, keep it up!

Who left the gate unlocked and let this guy in? I didn't give much thought to the religion of vampires. I suppose I should, but it's not an issue that I dwell on in my life, or in the story. Just mentioned in passing.