A/N: Well this is a short chapter,but I'm trying to write when inspiration strikes. As usual, I own nothing except Lyra and Ric. Please R&R!
Ricoshey lead the Spinner the few blocks to where his body was. As he surveyed his preferred form, He could see that Lyra somehow managed to fix some of his bruises and cuts.
"Hey Ric. " Lyra voice spoke softly, as if she were tired. "I was just finishing up mending your cuts. I'll be a few more minutes…"
Ric decided to answer verbally, as a courtesy to his mistresses Mate and sister. "Mistress, how much magic have you used?"
"Enough." Came the terse reply, as if Lyra knew she would be scolded.
"Lyre!" Ruby started to scold her sister, based on the worried concern in her voice.
The Spinner waved his hand, what cuts and bruises remained vanished.
"Thanks, Moon" Lyra sighed.
Ric relayed the message.
"You're welcome, Mate." The spinner replied, seeming to place a caress on the word.
Lyra's amber eyes widened, and then darkened, with a single word slamming into his head.
"Fuck."