<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Dave's eyes locked on Gabriel.  "You're taking her into House Raith?"<br/>
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"We've already been there," Cat said blithely.  "We're headed to the Malvoras."<br/>
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The retired military man closed his eyes briefly and muttered what could either have been expletives or a prayer.  "Head up to the next level then, kitten -- I'll be along momentarily.  I want a word with the Warden."<br/>
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Cat looked from Gabriel to Dave.  She wasn't sure who she'd consider a greater threat.  "Alright.  Try not to commit any felonies."  She trotted up the stairs, and they heard a door close behind her.<br/>
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"Are you out of your goddamn mind?" Dave hissed to Gabriel.  "She is a mundane, entirely nonmagical.  And you're taking her to see vamps?  You took a pretty thing like her into <i>House Raith</i>?  What the hell were you thinking?"</span></span>