Part 13 – Ungrand theft auto

Grace doesn’t want to yell at Andrea, for a variety of reasons.  She has no problem yelling at Huddie.  Right now any generally. “Huddie, what the hell did you do to those guys?  Did you kill them?  Those were cops Huddie!  Real cops!”  Huddie’s response is slurred mumbling that may have been something about raspberryContinue reading “Part 13 – Ungrand theft auto”

Part 12 – Helping

Before Grace can get “What the fuck are you doing?!” shouted out of her mouth Huddie is springing through the door of the stolen Trax, he’s damn spry for a 170-year-old fella.  Once out he’s on the run doing some wuxia arm waving accompanying words that sound like an Italian composer discussing his newest composition. Continue reading “Part 12 – Helping”

Interlude – What measure a man?

Richard Forde was born March 16, 1828 in Ireland.  He doesn’t remember exactly where, he hasn’t been home for a long time and his memory isn’t what it once was.  After failing to gain entry to Trinity College of Medicine in 1846 he moved to London to attend law school, quitting sometime during his secondContinue reading “Interlude – What measure a man?”

Part 11 – Sound of da police

Grace doesn’t know how many miles she’s driven since she started wrestling and occasionally saving the world.  Why would she?  But I do because I am the Narrator!  Well, I don’t know exactly because who would keep precise of track on something like that, only a crazy person.  But I know that it’s somewhere inContinue reading “Part 11 – Sound of da police”

Part 10 – Kiss the snake

Calling men with guns cowards typically is not a wise idea.  If they’re not cowards it doesn’t help certainly, but if they are cowards calling them out on it might give them the gumption they need to put their cowardice on hold long enough to shoot you down.  There’s probably a small selection of menContinue reading “Part 10 – Kiss the snake”

Part 8 – Prudence overturns a dustbin and faces stern consequences

Eventually Grace and Cassie head back to Andrea’s apartment.  You can’t just hang around at a coffee shop forever after all.  This isn’t Friends.  Zoom!  Take that Marta Kaufman and David Crane.  You may have hundreds of millions of dollars but I burned you good.    The plan, such as it is, consists of speaking toContinue reading “Part 8 – Prudence overturns a dustbin and faces stern consequences”

Part 7 – Smile through your fear and sorrow (j/k that’s a terrible idea)

What Cassie can tell Grace about the ring is that it’s the wedding ring of Andrea’s sister.  You guys remember her right?  She was a police detective and she found out about magic and her husband died and she got transfer to work for a fake FBI division to keep her quiet and she hadContinue reading “Part 7 – Smile through your fear and sorrow (j/k that’s a terrible idea)”

Part 6 – It’s a coffee break time

There’s no denying Grace is, at worst, a very good pro wrestler.  Actually I guess you can deny it since wrestling is a performance art so it’s objectively subjective, but if you ask me in being a good wrestler rests on three legs, much like a milking stool.  First leg of the stool you haveContinue reading “Part 6 – It’s a coffee break time”

Part 5 – Amazed and confused

Grace grabs Huddie’s arm to prevent more fire-throwing even though she knows that’s not how magic works (although kind of it is) and is heard to remark “Jesus Christ, what the hell are you doing?!” Huddie tries to pull free of her grasp but is surprised by how strong Grace is, also that she doesn’tContinue reading “Part 5 – Amazed and confused”