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[color=9e0b0f][i]So that's how it's gonna be.[/i]

[i]Not dreaming.[/i][/color]

He wasn't dreaming. Even a well-loved phrase of his like 'God damn it' wouldn't cut this.

[color=9e0b0f][i]God has damned this whole land.[/i][/color]

Not that Jer Piper was surprised to see a catgirl flying. This was an unfortunate constant in his life, like someone tripping over the same stair, or always hitting the same pothole on a relaxing Sunday drive. But normally there was an order to this sort of thing. The kind of serenity that came with a pattern.

[list][*] (a.) Be Jer; look up at the ceiling.
[*] (b.) A catgirl is flying between your head and the ceiling.
[*] (c.[a.]) Because Bright has noticed this catgirl trying to linger in Speer's room,
[*] (c.[b.]) and launched her into the mesosphere.
[*] (d.) Problem resolution.[/list]

This broke that godly pattern.

[color=9e0b0f][i]And what does a devil do, but the jobs that God has not the stomach for?[/i][/color]

Just as his hand was leaving the desk and straying to his chest, a tail thwacked it casually. Beryl Harken was smiling.

The two guns in his chest holster went untouched.

[color=9e0b0f][i]God has damned this whole class.[/i][/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"[i]Atlas[/i] is the future,"[/color] Jer reported dispassionately. [color=9e0b0f]"There we have catgirls there that can make puns, leap skyscrapers, hunt crime, and still make it back before curfew. Levitation is cool, too, though. To the second graders."[/color]