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Inane Verbiage
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Complete, First published Dec 26, 2011
"A half-ghost named after a toilet. 

A god (who also doubles as an infuriating jackass - not literally, unfortunately). 

A pendant. A stone. And an evil ex-pharaoh named Ay. 

And cats. 

Bloody, bloody cats."

All Latrina Vomere wanted to do was kill that pesky creature.

And then get on with her biology textbook and figure out just how the crap her ghost of a mother ever managed to conceive her. 

And then read a little Latin, maybe find out why her father decided to name her after a toilet (as if that last name of hers wasn't already enough!), and then stare at her peridot necklace for another while, perhaps. 

Although why, she honestly has no idea. It's not as if it's that pretty anyway.

And then that... insect just had to waltz so conceitedly into her life.

So now she's stuck with an infuriating jackass, a miser of a guardian, and a crazy Egyptian pharaoh (who was supposed to be long dead, dammit!) that wants to turn Earth into The Amazing Cat Planet of Ay.

And that necklace of hers? It might just be the key to saving them all.
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