{"id":191,"date":"2009-11-27T19:45:43","date_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:45:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=191"},"modified":"2009-11-27T19:45:43","modified_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:45:43","slug":"chapter-75-why-are-you-working-for-someone-like-him-yami","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=191","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 75: Why are you working for someone like him Yami?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!-- \t\t@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } \t\tP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Yami sat across from Claire in his cell, eating a Benapple.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Well, for one thing, he&#8217;s my husband. He&#8217;s one of the few people in the world who never abandoned me, not like your family did when you came along.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">So you&#8217;re blaming me for something?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Yami took another bite out of her apple, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not at all, it was my fault for depending on people like your parents, on Aella&#8217;s family too. Polot&#8217;s type is never changing, I like that. Besides,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yami stood up and threw away the core of her apple. Walking over to Claire she said \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Up until not long after you were born, it was Polot&#8217;s company who funded your fathers work.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">That&#8217;s a lie!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Really? You don&#8217;t think the owner of a huge company who has a bracelet himself wouldn&#8217;t fund white event research? That wasn&#8217;t all there was to it either, we helped make inventions for Zee Industries too, the helicopter that took you away for example, the energy weapons used by the elite guards outside? All Irfan et al innovations Claire.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Claire looked down at the floor, there was still so much he didn&#8217;t know.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Claire&#8230;\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yami leant over Claire close, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You need to get on with preparing the key spell now, you&#8217;re taking to long. You know what that means.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">There was a sharp slapping noise and crying coming from the monitor wall beside Claire, he couldn&#8217;t bear to look.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Tears running down his eyes Claire pleaded, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153please&#8230; stop. I&#8217;ll do it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\"><span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">Claire opened the book and started reading, if it was any other book his tears would be smudging the ink.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0cm;\">\u00e2\u20ac\u0153<span style=\"font-family: Lucida Sans,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\">thatta&#8217; boy.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yami went back to her seat and slouched, keeping a constant eye on Claire.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yami sat across from Claire in his cell, eating a Benapple. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well, for one thing, he&#8217;s my husband. He&#8217;s one of the few people in the world who never abandoned me, not like your family did when you came along.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So you&#8217;re blaming me for something?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yami took another bite out of her apple, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-191","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=191"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":192,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/191\/revisions\/192"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=191"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=191"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=191"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}