Ben, Amanda, Chris and Amy. Their faces were full of shock, and then it was like someone had snapped their fingers in front of their eyes, and then th...re they were. They were the most fake people I had ever seen. They immediately came up to me, hugging and kissing and talking. Amy and I were introduced, and she was completely different from the way I had pictured her. Instead of being a boyfriend stealing whore, as I pictured her when I had first heard she and Ben were going out, she was. The concrete and steel of the myriad bridges that crossed the three rivers had faded into shadow, so that the bridges were marked only by the lights that were strung across their lengths. As a result they had a delicate appearance, almost as if they had been constructed by the fairies and elves of myth.This city really is aesthetically pleasing, he thought, it's almost a shame what I'm going to do to it. He had spent the earlier part of the evening meeting with several mercenaries he had done. It seemed as soon as she had one problem resolved two more cropped up. But now she was done, she was worn out and she was too keyed up to go to sleep. She needed to relax a little bit. She blushed, although she was in the room by herself. She had plucked her batter powered "Friend" from its hiding place and smuggled it into her bunk. It was fully charged and she admitted to herself that in some ways it was probably a lot easier to use than what she really craved, Simon Tam. That wasn't the. She always said it wasn’t your scene,” the largest of the three brothers disclosed between bouts of laughter.An alarm began chirping an annoying, recurring beep in the background. The alarm was not blaring, but it was a constant, from another room. Jose turned to a laptop on the bar where he was standing in a position to serve the guests. Uncle Justin turned in his seat and waited for word from his right hand.“We have some alarms from our friends online,” Jose announced to his boss. “They are.