well, it’s not like the justice twins have never gotten it wrong before. They did with me, after all, so I don’t trust them one little bit - they’re too trigger happy to think rationally, and I could easily see them having made the same mistake with this woman… whoever she is.
“Jade, is that you?” Seth asks, turning to stare at her. “Gods, figures we would end up trapped in here with you.”
"Hey, I never killed anyone, okay?” the woman, Jade, snaps. “I was trying to save the child from what that higher god did to her!”
Seth scoffs. “That’s the same story you used on us when we tracked you down. It didn’t work then, and it won’t work now.”
“I’m telling the truth,” she insists. “The higher god killed that girl because he wanted to hide his dirty secret, and you wouldn't listen! I tried to save her - she didn't deserve to die!"
“You’re seriously still trying to sell us that bullshit?” asks Killian, sounding disbelieving. “We had proof! The higher gods don’t get these things wrong!”
“Like hell they don’t,” Jade says, and without warning she springs to her feet, moving with an agility I’ve never seen before. Before I even know what’s happening, she’s charging towards the twins, her eyes flashing eerily in the darkness. I don't know what gets into me, but before I even know what’s happening, I can feel myself jumping up, rushing over, and grabbing Jade’s shoulders. I shove her back, not hard enough to hurt her, but with enough force to push her back and put some distance between her and the brothers. I’m no huge fan of theirs, either, but the last thing I want to do is get caught up in a prison brawl when they’re more or less the only people on my side right now.
Jade whirls around, all hints of politeness gone for the moment, and hisses at me. That’s right, she actually hisses at me, and when she opens her mouth, I catch a glimpse of sharp teeth. I tilt my head, brow furrowing as I try to figure out what kind of goddess she could be. She certainly doesn’t look like any other sort of supernatural creature, which means she must be a goddess of some kind… but which? In spite of the situation, my curiosity gets the better of me, and I lean forward a little, trying to look for any other distinguishing features. I’m drawing a blank, even as she continues to hiss, but then I see the little black ears sticking out of her long black hair. “You’re a cat goddess,” I exclaim, letting her go and clapping my hands together like a little kid. She glares at me, and if looks could kill, I would probably be dead right now, but I can’t help it - I feel like a kid in a candy store. “I’ve always wanted to meet one of you guys,” I explain, relieved to have distracted her from Seth and Killian, at least for the time being. “But with the laws and all, I’ve never been able to.”
“Who the hell are you?” Jade asks incredulously, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at me like I’m the new enemy now. I guess the niceness in her voice when she first started talking to me was only a result of not knowing that I’m on Seth and Killian’s side.
Damn, I think. And here I thought I was good at making friends. Mads always said I was good at making friends…though she said that when I was drunk, and she is my only friend that stuck around. Maybe I am bad at making friends instead. Huh. I’ve never really thought about it. After all, my personality doesn’t exactly give most people the warm and fuzzies, and I’m as prone to getting wasted and punching someone in the face as I am to being a shoulder to cry on. Still, none of this is to say that I don’t want friends - I enjoy hanging out with other people, and at times I wish I was easier to get along with. But I guess there won’t be many chances for that in the near future, at least as long as I’m in hear.
I’m startled when the cat lady claps her hands in my face, snapping me out of my thoughts. Shit, what did she want again? Oh right, I’m stopping her from killing the justice twins, even though if I had it