DLs on the subject are correct, there are a lot of similarities between
the two. Think of it like this—our planes started out on the same
track, but humans took over your plane, and vampires were the
evolutionary winners on mine. There are bound to be many, many
similarities.”
“Like the potato song,” Meg mused.
“You have that, too? Funny how that happens sometimes. I’ve
heard you can run into yourself on planes like that. The Vampire
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plane and the human plane are parallel. I wonder if there’s another me
on the human plane. I bet I’m getting an enormous amount of tail
there.”
“Hush,” Rhys said. “It’s starting.”
Meg leaned forward and watched as a line of men walked out
from the far side of the arena. A masculine voice boomed loudly,
announcing each as they walked through. It was easy to tell the Fae
males from the vampires. The Fae wore only pants and boots. Their
chests were bare, and their long hair was pulled back and knotted
behind their heads. The vampires wore long sleeves and gloves on
their hands. They wore sunglasses like Dante’s, and their shirts came
with a hood covering their heads.
“We burn easily,” Dante said when she asked about it. “Our skin
is very delicate. The sun on our plane isn’t as strong as the others. We
don’t have a lot of ultraviolet light. Dellacorp is currently working on
a cream that will protect the skin.”
“Yes, it’s called sunscreen.” Meg felt a strange sense of pride.
Score one for the humans. “We piddling humans came up with it long ago.”
“Seriously? You don’t happen to have any of that on you? I could
make a killing with that.” Dante’s business sense was quickly shelved