For
kc_obrien's Prompt
Yevgeny Bartrev had been any number of things. He had been a bastard, a conniver, a distrusted cad, a playboy, a liar, and a thief, among other things. He had been a gentleman, a veteran, a businessman, and a pillar, albeit crooked, of the community. One thing he had never been was poorly-prepared.
Ellehemaei were slow to age, long-lived, and hard to kill, but, as Yevgeny had known, that did not mean they were immortal. They could succumb to disease, they could be poisoned, and they could be killed. He had left, therefore, detailed contingency plans in place for his death. Many of those, he had left as triggered commands in Tyrus's mind. Those commands had allowed Tyrus, newly released from Keeping and reeling with it, to function in the days immediately after Yevgeny's death. They ended at the side of his grave, tossing the first handful of dirt in to clatter dryly on the coffin.
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Yevgeny Bartrev had been any number of things. He had been a bastard, a conniver, a distrusted cad, a playboy, a liar, and a thief, among other things. He had been a gentleman, a veteran, a businessman, and a pillar, albeit crooked, of the community. One thing he had never been was poorly-prepared.
Ellehemaei were slow to age, long-lived, and hard to kill, but, as Yevgeny had known, that did not mean they were immortal. They could succumb to disease, they could be poisoned, and they could be killed. He had left, therefore, detailed contingency plans in place for his death. Many of those, he had left as triggered commands in Tyrus's mind. Those commands had allowed Tyrus, newly released from Keeping and reeling with it, to function in the days immediately after Yevgeny's death. They ended at the side of his grave, tossing the first handful of dirt in to clatter dryly on the coffin.
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