“Okay, okay,” Mark muttered. “Can’t a guy complain anymore?”
“Mark?” Dragonfly scrabbled around the couch, turning from upside down to rightside up so she could look Mark in the eyes. “Let me show you something.” She took the ratchet in her right fetlock, held it over one of the holes in her left foreleg, and dropped it in. She rocked her left foreleg back and forth a few times. The wrench rattled, bumped, slid, and slipped through the hole, hitting the deck with a loud clang. “Still wanna complain?”
“No,” Mark said, face a little green. “And by the way, could you never do that again so long as we both live?”
I’ve read CSP several times and i don’t this scene….it would maybe help if i knew which changeling this is…its not occupant cause he has bucked fangs and this one doesnt but the others i don’t having any particularly identifying features beyond their personalities so and some less visual traits like the one who is super super stupidly dumbly lucky (cricket i think)
so that would have to be dragonfly then
The DA Description is incorrect. It’s from the Sol 511 chapter of The Maretian.
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