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Splinters - Part 2Splinters - Part 2 by *NCWeber
"Red's really done it this time," said Tangy quietly. "I've never seen her angry at Irene since...well, since our conception."
"What do you expect from a neanderthal," said Clover with some venom.
"Let's not react emotionally about this," said Sky. "This requires some serious consideration. Though, I can't believe that Golden would up and leave like that."
"I can," said Indigo. "Of all of us, she is closest to Red."
"Why?" asked Tangy. "They have nothing in common outside of looks."
"Exactly," said Indigo. "Opposites attract."
"Boy, you guys are so clueless."
Everyone was startled by Violet's voice. S

Cast Your Fate to the Cards 2Cast Your Fate to the Cards 2 by *NCWeber
Indigo gave everyone a ticket for the play and the eight women entered the theater.
Red looked about her. "What? No concession stand?"
"They sell snacks and drinks during intermission," said Irene.
Red's head snapped back toward Irene. "Seriously? They serve drinks here."
Irene shook her head. "I still don't understand how you can imbibe alcohol. I always thought the stuff tasted horrible, and with your accelerated metabolism, you can't get drunk. I thought the whole point of alcohol was for the buzz."
"Shows how much you know, miss smarty pants," said Red in a haughty tone. "Alcohol is an acquired taste.

Cast Your Fate to the CardsCast Your Fate to the Cards by *NCWeber
"Now, to what question would you like the answer?"
Golden Glover thought for a moment. "Will my sisters and I learn to work together as a team?"
The Diviner arched an eyebrow. This was not the usual kind of question about love, money or prestige. The kinds of things that people ask because in their hearts, they truly don't believe in the cards. This was a serious question. She shuffled through the cards, pulled one out, and set it on the table. The card was the Page of Cups.
"This is you," said the Diviner. "This is the Significator. It means you are a young woman asking a question of an emotional nature. You are a de

Times Two - ExcerptTimes Two - Excerpt by *NCWeber
A tall, dark-skinned woman walked into the precinct. She looked around until she spotted the duty desk. The woman walked up to the officer on duty. He acknowledged her presence but continued to write something down on a report sheet.
"Hello, ma'am. How may I be of...," began the officer when he finally looked up and took a good look at the visitor. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're a bit early, but the lieutenant's expecting you. I'll go tell him you're here."
Before the woman could protest, the officer stood up and headed toward a desk near the back of the precinct.
Ok, thought the woman, that was odd. No one should know that I'm
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