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“Because if I don’t, Fang will die. (Aimee)Are you high? (Dev)No. (Aimee)C’mon, Aim, admit it. Heavy amounts of drugs are involved here. (Dev)”
“Here you’re just a person…one with a life force that can feed us all. (Misery)Baby, I’m not worth the indigestion. Trust me. (Fang)”
“He’s stronger than this. He’s always been stronger… (Vane)Even the mightiest oak can be felled by a whisper of a wind if it comes on the heels of a powerful enough storm. (Carson)”
“Man, Fury was right. You should never trust anything that bleeds for five days and doesn’t die. I should have listened to you. You told me Petra was a three-wolf-humping bitch, but did I listen? (Fang)”
“The innocent should never have to suffer from the battles of others. (Valerius)I know, but it seems to always be the case. (Acheron)A furore infra, libera nos - spare us from the fury within. (Valerius)”
“I don’t know nothing about birthing puppies, Miss Scarlett, but I can cleave the head off a Daimon without breaking a sweat. (Valerius)”
“Val- I’m on Bourbon– (Acheron)I will not venture down that street of crass iniquities and plebeian horror, Acheron. It is the cesspit of humanity. (Valerius)”
“Wow, you figured that out all on your own, too. I’m impressed. You didn’t even need to put a quarter in the Zoltan machine. Truly amazing. (Varyk)”
“Well, I should like a plan that doesn’t result in the death of my heir. (Eli)Would a good maiming be considered over-the-top? (Varyk)”
“You asked my opinion and I gave it. Of course you have to remember that if I’d been on the island with Gilligan, he’d have been killed ten minutes into the first episode. Where I come from, incompetence and stupidity are reasons for justifiable homicide. (Varyk)”
“I want your opinion on the best way to proceed. (Eli)I’d start by killing your son and his crew of idiots before their stupidity spreads to anyone else and infects them. (Varyk)”
“There will come a time and a place when you won’t be as lucky as you are tonight. (Varyk)Come get some anytime you miss your mama and need your ass spanked. (Dev)”
“Are you calling me out? (Varyk)I’m calling you slow. Not out. (Dev)”
“I want the tigard. (Varyk)And I want you to leave. Guess who’s going to win this argument? And in case you’re even denser than you appear, it’s not you. (Dev)”
“You really don’t want to take that tone with me. (Varyk)Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even? (Dev)”
“And you don’t matter to me, table scrap. (Varyk)That feeling is entirely mutual, bear bait. Hell, I don’t even acknowledge you as being here. So get out and take your trash with you. (Dev)”
“No can do. Wren stays here. (Dev)Not what I was told. (Varyk)Well, I just told you. (Dev)”
“Yeah, you better run home to your mama. Hide under her skirts until you grow enough balls to stand and fight. (Fang)”
“And you plan to do this alone? You think a lot of yourself, don’t you animal? (Stone)Oh, punk, please. Believe me, when dealing with wusses like you who have to gang up on a kid to feel powerful, I don’t need any help. (Fang)”
“Well, well, what have we here? A piece of Katagari trash that’s taken up refuge with the bears? (Stone)No, just a wolf who’s going to kick your ass back to whatever hole it crawled out of. (Fang)”
“You both sicken me. (Markus)It’s what I live for…Father. Your eternal disgust succors me like mother’s milk. (Fang)”
“In my day we let the wolfswans incapable of birthing our young die. (Markus)Then it’s a good thing we’re in the twenty-first century and not the Dark Ages, isn’t it? (Fang)”
“You really turning mercenary on your favorite older brother? (Dev)No. I would never do that to Alain. (Aimee)Ouch! Bearswan got ‘tude. (Dev)”
“He’s here. We can smell it. (Arcadian Sentinel)You need to get your head out of your sphincter and stop smelling your own underwear cause the only jackals here, buddy, are you. (Aimee)”
“Fetch Constantine, or I’ll make boots out of your hide, bear. (Arcadian Sentinel)Don’t touch me, or I’ll mount your jewels to the wall over your head. (Aimee)”
“All right, two dozen house specials. Any chance one of you might want to live dangerously and try a vegetable? (Aimee)Do we look like rabbits to you? (Fury)”
“It’s just a mild disagreement, Papa. Remi has this whole need to breathe in and out, which annoys me. If he would just stop breathing, I’d be fine. (Aimee)”
“Then get your butt out there and watch them. (Remi)Nice attitude, Rem. Really, you should see about suing whatever asshole sold it to you. (Aimee)”
“So who was she? (Vane)Why do you assume it was a female? (Fang)Didn’t know you were fond of men. I’ll file that under my special Fang folder. (Vane)”
“My mother, Nicolette, is the Katagaria Grand Regis Ursulan- so don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit. Quick rule rundown. No fighting, no biting, no magick. You break the rules, we break body parts and you’re banned from here…if you survive. In short, come in peace or leave in pieces. (Dev)”
“Joy, oh joy. He’d rather have his entrails pulled out through his nostrils.’ (Fang)”
“WE LEARN FROM OUR PAIN”
“Looks like I’ll be the one babysitting you all. (Jericho)It’s okay, sweetie. I make a mean Band-aid. (Delphine)”
“That’s why I have Jericho, Jared, and Zarek. (Acheron)Psycho-ass? You’re bringing Psycho-ass back? (Nick)That’s Mister Psycho-ass to you, punk. (Zarek)”
“In the land of badass, you’ve just been trumped. If Dark-Hunters had inmates, these would be they. Known as the Dogs of War because that’s what they thrive on, they’re cold-blooded and intolerant. Congratulations, bud, these are your new protectors. (Acheron)”
“This is the Malachai? (Jericho)In all his pain in the ass glory. (Acheron)Are we through now, Dad? Can I go play with my friends if I promise to be a good boy? I’ll even try and make it home by curfew. (Nick)”
“I, for one, am exhausted. I’ve been threatened, beaten, bitten and killed, and that was just in the last hour. (Jericho)”
“Hold him. Because if Jericho dies, I’m going to tear his heart out of his chest and feed it to him. (Delphine)Given the ass-whipping you just gave him, I’m sure you will. Remind me to –never- upset that woman. (Zeth)”
“Any time you need an expert parental hand- (Zarek)I’ll find Jericho. (Astrid)Um, could you at least wait until that thing’s housebroken? (Jericho)”
“Oh, gah, I’ve been slimed. (Jericho)It’s not slime. It’s a baby kiss. (Delphine)It's slime. (Zarek)”
“Look what you did. (Jericho snapped at Zarek.) I broke it. (Jericho)”
“I want my fluff-fluff! (Bob)Fluff-fluff… (Zarek looked panicked.) (Zarek)”
“Yeah, well, I’ll be glad to birth it if it means I can name him something normal. (Zarek)Yeah, yeah. This from a man who whines like a two-year-old when he stubs his toe. I’d like to see you survive ten hours of childbirth. (Astrid)”
“Menoeceus is a great name. (Astrid)For an old man or a feminine hygiene product. Not for my son. And next time I get to name the kid and it won’t be something that sounds like meningitis. (Zarek)You keep that up and next time you’ll be the one birthing it, and don’t mess with me, bucko, I have connections in that department. A pregnant man is not an impossibility in my neighborhood. (Astrid)”
“Menoeceus wants his father. (Astrid)Bob is crying because he wants his mother to stop calling him that crap-ass name. It’s all right, Bob. Daddy’s got you now. I’m saving you from Mommy’s bad naming taste. I’d be crying, too, if my mom named me after an idiot. (Zarek)”
“May the gods have mercy on whoever pisses them off, because Zarek and Jericho will have none for them. (Madoc)You’d better be glad I’m flattered by that. Otherwise I’d gut you. (Zarek)Ditto. (Jericho)”
“If I’m not back in a few hours…well, I don’t want to think about that. I might change my mind about doing this. I’m thinking happy thoughts. Creamed dog innards and rotten steak. Yeah. Yum! (Asmodeus)”
“Take this. (Jericho)(He slid the ring off his finger and handed it to him.)I’m not about to marry your ugly ass, boy. No offense, but you ain’t my type. I like my dates with less body hair…and with female parts attached by nature. (Asmodeus)”
“Um, guys, I hate to interrupt whatever weirdness you two are partaking in, but we have a situation in here you might want to check on. (Phobos)”
“C’mon, sweetie, you can say it. (Delphine)(She moved his mouth playfully with her hands.)You don’t suck, Delphine. I…you. C’mon, Jericho. I only bite in the bedroom. You can do this. I know you’re not really mute. (Delphine)”