{"id":281,"date":"2009-09-05T11:27:19","date_gmt":"2009-09-05T18:27:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.3-2-1-boom.com\/doctor-e\/?p=281"},"modified":"2009-09-05T11:32:59","modified_gmt":"2009-09-05T18:32:59","slug":"58-a-conspiracy-of-women","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.3-2-1-boom.com\/doctor-e\/2009\/09\/58-a-conspiracy-of-women\/","title":{"rendered":"(58) A Conspiracy of Women"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I recognized one of the girls after a moment.\u00a0 The last time I&#8217;d seen her had been in Boulder, where she had invited in a -cubus.\u00a0 Sylvia was dressed up for the occasion, hair bundled up in some kind of esoteric knot that only women know the name of, short black dress, and some black straps that could laughingly be called heels that criss-crossed all the way up to the knee.\u00a0 Why, yes, I was looking at her legs.\u00a0 It was kind of hard to look at her face and remember that she was the last girl who had kissed me.<\/p>\n<p>So I was ready to round on Maggie instead, expecting something in the way of explanations when Doloise went all bristly.\u00a0 I saw it out of the corner of my eye and trusted my instincts, moving quickly off the bench.<\/p>\n<p>I looked at the third girl.\u00a0 Straightened black hair, darker skin than Mags, oh, and VAMPIRE.\u00a0 Doloise towered over her and looked disapproving.\u00a0 I noticed that when Doloise was angry, she made little fists with her hands.\u00a0 Never in a kind of &#8220;punch&#8221; way, unless it was a short, sharp jab.\u00a0 I wonder if that was something that was hers, or something that was just one of the people inside its head.<\/p>\n<p>Vampires.\u00a0 Oh, Maggie.<\/p>\n<p>See, the fey and vampires don&#8217;t, as a rule, get along.\u00a0 If you&#8217;d asked me, I would say it&#8217;s because the niche couldn&#8217;t support two predators.\u00a0 (And leannansidhe are a whole different basket of flowers.\u00a0 Kettle of fish.\u00a0 Bucket of blood.\u00a0 Whatever.)\u00a0 Part of me just writes them all off as parasites, but the evil of vampires rates a little higher on the chart because they&#8217;re more subtle.\u00a0 Fey come in and have the universe bend over for them.\u00a0 The universe eventually shakes them off, and they head back to Fairyland or wherever.\u00a0 Vampires come in, take some servant on, and become a hybrid of their universe and their servant&#8217;s.\u00a0 It comes with a price, of course, as the more otherworldly they are the less this world tolerates them (until things like water and sunlight become classic problems) but they&#8217;re still holes in the fabric of my reality, and I am King of the Mothballs.<\/p>\n<p>Or something.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Whoa, hold on, these are friends,&#8221; Magda said.\u00a0 &#8220;E, Sylvia, you&#8217;ve met, this is Matana.\u00a0 And you are&#8230; Doloise?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The Realm stared at her.\u00a0 &#8220;I do not give my name to beasts.&#8221;\u00a0 Wait, there was a capital &#8220;B&#8221; on that one, according to the tone.\u00a0 &#8220;Beasts.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Matana smiled.\u00a0 You couldn&#8217;t see its fangs, of course, because they&#8217;re only necessary at certain points.\u00a0 She had a nice smile.\u00a0 I took a moment to look at her as a person, and not as a creature.\u00a0 Her hair had been straightened and then curled at the ends.\u00a0 She wore long painted fingernails with little hints of a curve in them.\u00a0 Her dress was black with a scarf of reddish orange, the colour of the moon as it drips blood onto the horizon.\u00a0 Not that I obsess about that whole blood thing (not as opposed to skim blood&#8230; no, wait.)\u00a0 I am a gallon donor locally.\u00a0\u00a0 She had long shiny black boots with heels too thin to be used as effective stakes.<\/p>\n<p>Repeating, &#8220;Do not obsess,&#8221; under your breath does not improve the point.<\/p>\n<p>The Magster was looking like the end of her patience was coming on quickly, so I stepped in for a second.\u00a0 &#8220;Doloise, Magda is not a beast.\u00a0 Sylvia is not a beast.\u00a0 Hi, Sylvia.\u00a0 Matana is what Matana is, and I would reference that she was a lovely woman.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not human, but not a beast,&#8221; Matana said.\u00a0 She offered her hand and I took it gently, kissing above her fingernails.\u00a0 She showed her teeth again.\u00a0 &#8220;I see.\u00a0 Magdalena, you were not entirely wrong in speaking about your former gentleman.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She is one of the cold ones,&#8221; Doloise said, hissing.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Look on the bright side,&#8221; I said to her.\u00a0 &#8220;At least she&#8217;s not a Dragon.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well,&#8221; Matana&#8217;s smile widened, &#8220;it is one of the aspects.&#8221;\u00a0 She winked.<\/p>\n<p>Doloise didn&#8217;t frown, but that unhappy moue once again adorned her face.\u00a0 I felt like I had disappointed her somehow, especially as Matana had just gotten me to grin again.\u00a0 I sighed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;This isn&#8217;t a black thing, is it?&#8221; 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