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"THE WALLS BETWEEN THE WORLDS II: Azalin"
May. 15th, 2022 05:50 amTHE WALLS BETWEEN THE WORLDS - Azalin
1/14/2012
I.
Char lit a cigarette by looking at it. At low power, the beams from his eyes were barely visible, just two faint reddish threads in the air. As the end of the cigarette began to smolder, the beams cut off. He put the filter end in his mouth and took a drag. "What are you looking at me like that for? I'm down to two or three cigs a day."
Standing by his car, Jeremy Bane studied the man thoughtfully. He had not seen "Char"- Charles Lee Hopewell- in a few years. Char had not changed much. He was still just under six feet tall, thin and unimposing in a light blue work shirt with a name patch ripped off, dark slacks and beat-up sneakers. Char had lanky black hair that had not been cut in a while and which could use some shampoo as well. His face was long and sullen, with a pointed nose and either the beginning of a beard or the result of not shaving in a week or more.
It was the eyes that caught one's attention. Deepset under heavy black brows, the eyes had amber irises. Now they glared up at Bane with characteristic testiness.
( the rest of the story )
1/14/2012
I.
Char lit a cigarette by looking at it. At low power, the beams from his eyes were barely visible, just two faint reddish threads in the air. As the end of the cigarette began to smolder, the beams cut off. He put the filter end in his mouth and took a drag. "What are you looking at me like that for? I'm down to two or three cigs a day."
Standing by his car, Jeremy Bane studied the man thoughtfully. He had not seen "Char"- Charles Lee Hopewell- in a few years. Char had not changed much. He was still just under six feet tall, thin and unimposing in a light blue work shirt with a name patch ripped off, dark slacks and beat-up sneakers. Char had lanky black hair that had not been cut in a while and which could use some shampoo as well. His face was long and sullen, with a pointed nose and either the beginning of a beard or the result of not shaving in a week or more.
It was the eyes that caught one's attention. Deepset under heavy black brows, the eyes had amber irises. Now they glared up at Bane with characteristic testiness.
( the rest of the story )
