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Gideon swore. "Fuck!"
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Gideon swore again.
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"Fuck!"
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The blood in on her forehead was starting to drip along her eyebrow, tickling as
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is grew ready to flow along the bridge of her nose and right into her eye.
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She tried to use her right arm, without dropping her enormous sword, to wipe
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the blood off of her forehead before it dripped into her eyes. But the shredded sleeves
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the it off of her forehead before it dripped into her eyes. But the shredded sleeves
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of her cultist robes were already soaked through and the gesture only smeared sanguinous
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sludge over her nose and mouth.
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"Fuck. FUCK!" Gideon uttered. In frustration she started to use the back of
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her other hand, which slightly less slimy, to do the job,
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forgetting as she did so about the razor sharp obsidian knuckle knives strapped
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to her left wrist. She stopped herself only a split second prior to neatly gouging
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the last pair of functioning eyeballs out of her now less than fully
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functional skull.
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"Fuck. FUCK!" Gideon swore. In frustration she started to use the back of
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her other, less slimy hand, to do the job, forgetting about the razor sharp obsidian
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knuckle knives strapped to her left wrist. She stopped herself only a cunt-hairs breadth
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away from gouging the last pair of functioning eyeballs out of her skull. She still needed
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those.
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"Did I say fuck yet? Because seriously, fuck this ... Oh FUCK NO!"
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Moving her left hand also made her lose her
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grip on the princess's body. It slipped out of her grip and fell further into the
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pit, dislodging two other precariously piled corpses and threatening to start a
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charnel avalanche which would bury Gideon in cadavers.
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Moving her left hand had made her lose her grip on the princess's body. It slipped out from
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under her arm and fell back further into the pit, dislodging other precariously piled corpses
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and threatening to start a charnel avalanche which would bury Gideon in fresh human remains.
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"OMG Gideon what are you doing!? You let it go! I swear on our
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eternal rotting goddess, if you don't bring my body back in one piece I'll
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personally feed your fingers to the ommigrindr. I'm not bluffing!"
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The dead princess was bluffing, but calling her bluff would be at least two
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thirds as painful as the actual omnigrindr, so Gideon said nothing. Instead,
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The dead princess was bluffing, but calling her bluff would be nearly as painful
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as the actual omnigrindr, so Gideon said nothing. Instead,
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she craned her neck to keep her still-functioning eyeballs glued to the
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princess's desicated corpse as it continued to slide deeper into the pit,
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closer and closer to the aperture. Aiming from memory, she then swung her great
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sword backwards, up and out of the pit. With even a little luck it should land
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in something soft, (hopefully a priest), and stay. With Gideon's luck it would
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no doubt spin in three perfect circles before plunging straight through her
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skull. That would shut.
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desicated royal corpse as it continued to slide deeper into the pit,
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closer to the aperture. Aiming from memory, she then swung her great
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sword backwards, tossing it up and out of the pit. With normal luck it should land
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in something soft, (hopefully a priest), and stay put. With Gideon's luck it would
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definitely spin in three perfect circles before plunging straight back down through
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her skull. At least that would shut the princess up.
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"OMG Gideon, what are you doing? That was your sword!" the once and past
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"OMG Gideon, what are you doing? That was your sword!" the once and former
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princess pronounced helpfully. "Why did you do that!?"
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"It's okay your highness. I'm sure you'll buy me a new one as soon as we bring
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you back, right?"
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"OMG Gideon what are you thinking? I can't... we can't afford... there is
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absolutely... Oh. Ha ha. Ha."
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absolutely no... Oh. Ha ha. Ha."
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Death, (or undeath as it might be), must have improved the princess's powers of
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perception because it was typically the next day before she detected sarcasm.
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perception because it was typically the next day before she detected sarcasm, if
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ever.
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"OMG Gideon what are you doing!? Ahh! Ahh look it's going to fall in. Get it!
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Why aren't you looking!? Save it! Save me!"
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No matter how many times she had haunted Gideon, the princess couldn't seem to,
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or couldn't be bothered more like, to understand the basics of parasitic possession.
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No matter how many times she had haunted Gideon, the princess couldn't seem, or couldn't
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be bothered more like, to understand the basics of parasitic possession.
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She never accepted that she could only ever see exactly what Gideon was seeing
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with her own, adequately functioning eyeballs no more no less. What Gideon was seeing
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was this: the precious royal corpse was starting to come unwound, its linen strips
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with her own, adequately functioning, eyeballs no more no less. Right now what Gideon
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was seeing was this: the precious corpse was starting to come unwound, its linen strips
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unravelling as it slipped and rolled over fresher, more fetid, human remains on its
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way toward the aperture at the bottom of the huge conical pit that Gideon and descended
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into on a rescue mission for the terminally damned. The aperture was a narrow choke
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Gideon blinked. Sand scratched the inside of her eyelids. She wished devoutly that the
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princess could feel that too. Holding her breath and moving slowly she gingerly bend her
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knees and reached down to take hold of the end of the princess's linen wrappings which
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extened like a long fuse toward the ...
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extened like a long fuse toward the regal stiff which was still unravelling slowly.
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Gideon swore again.
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"You better have something on under those antique bandages your highness. If I have to see
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your sundried titties or your cremated cooch I'll rip my eye out of my head and throw
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them in the pit after you."
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"OMG Gideon what are you talking about! I'm ravishing and you know it. You should be so
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lucky."
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This was not the first time the princess revealed that despite seeing through Gideon's
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operational eyeballs, she clearly saw things significantly different than Gideon did.
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