Assassins ... whatever,” Adelaide added. “A lot will be the support people for the fortress, cooks, cleaners, food providers, artisans, etc.”“...hat’s true,” I nodded.“Won’t make them any less deadly if they are all fanatics though,” Morgana stated.“Yep, so let’s get busy,” Adelaide nodded as the various teams began to raise the packed earth around our trenches as well as burying activated Null medallions and claymore mines around the approaches.“Make sure you have the roof areas covered, as well. Megan steadied herself, Orion looked like he was doing the same. In a flash, Megan remembered seeing Orion when she was a young teenager, steadying himself after a hunt, blood across her maw. Her wolf had said to her then, “I want to beat him.” She’d looked at Orion, wondering just how her wolf thought they could do that. He’d caught her eye and flashed her a wolf grin. Megan dodged as Orion made an attack, a quick, messy one. He must have been inspired by her, attacking different to his. Protested. “You are torturing me. But let me get back to cocktail theory. Have you any idea how a cocktail works?” “Its wet and you drink it?” Kate asked. “But why does a cocktail of multiple ingredients taste better than any of the ingredients by itself? Quite a few ingredients are practically undrinkable by themselves.” Kate shook her head. She had never really considered such questions. As often happened when talking to A. she was caught up wondering just what it was that drove him to spend. By the clothing strewn on the bank, she realized she shouldn’t be there, but before she could turn, one of them caught sight of her. “Come on in, Miss Elsie,” to which another added, “If you don’t mind a few eels,” at which the others splashed him.“Perhaps not now,” averting her eyes.October 31, 1942Next morning she took advantage of having the pool to herself by shedding her housecoat and brassiere and bathing in her slip. There were rustles in the foliage, probably not a dangerous animal, she.