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“You two go and have fun. I have plenty of stuff here to entertain me with. Plato rocks! (Tory)”
“We come from a long line of people who live to read boring texts – I think it may be why we all die young. Complete boredom. (Geary)”
“Uh, folks, I think that’s our boat trying to kill us. (Scott)”
“He’s not lying. I can assure you, he’s part fish. Jacques Cousteau has nothing on him. Aquaman, either. (Solin)”
“I find you irritating. (Kat)I haven’t even begun to irritate you yet. Imagine what I could do if I applied myself? (Solin)I can imagine. I can also imagine ripping your throat out and tying my shoes with your larynx. (Kat)”
“Yet you’re helping me. Why? (Arik)Nothing better to do. Eternity is boring. Really boring. I’m hoping that when you pop the seal on Atlantis, there will be a giant explosion to add some humor and interest to my life. If we’re really lucky, Apollymi will come out and thoroughly entertain us with a massive fireworks display. Hell, if she does half of what she did last time, there will be belly rolls aplenty for those of us who hate the Olympians and humanity. (Solin)”
“Disease. Filth. Waste. Crime. Brutality. What’s there to like? (Solin)There’s brutality on Olympus. (Arik)True. But I hate humanity as much as I hate the gods. Both groups are selfish bastards bent on destroying everything around them. They were given a perfect world and rather than enjoy it, they’d rather destroy it and each other. Excuse me if I don’t look at them with love in my eyes but rather scorn in my heart. (Solin)”
“I fell out of the hammock while I was sleeping. (Arik)On your head? (Geary)Apparently. Good thing it’s hard, huh? (Arik)”
“Yeah. Just keep the live feed going so that I can see it and pretend I’m there, too. (Tory)Yes, my queen. Anything else you’d like? (Geary)A million dollars and Brad Pitt. (Tory)You forgot world peace. (Geary)I’m feeling a bit selfish today. Teenage hormonal overdose, I think. Or just general excitement. (Tory)”
“This isn’t a game, human. Listen to the Skotos and go. We’re not bound by the laws of the Oneroi. Killing humans is nothing for us. (Dolophoni)Well, aren’t you all scary in black. Ooo. What are you two masquerading as? Evil Man and his trusty sidekick Bad Boy? (Geary)”
“Yeah, and Mr. Cuddles is a jealous sort. He doesn’t share us well. (Geary)Does this mean I’ll have to fight him? (Arik)You’d never win. Mr. Cuddles cheats. You think he’s just a pushover teddy bear, but he’s vicious, I tell you. Vicious. (Geary)”
“Yes, he’s like a rash for which there’s no cure. It only goes away for a bit before returning unexpectedly to ruin every pleasurable experience. He should have been named Herpes rather than ZT. Or maybe just Herpes Z, since he’s a very special irritant. (Arik)”
“Oh no, if you really want to be wicked to him, nuke it first. (Geary)Yeah, but given his reaction to the cupcake, that might overload his taste buds with pleasure and kill him. (Tory)”
“You’re going to share a Moon Pie? Now? You know you can’t get any more of those until you go back to the Sates, right? (Geary)It’s for a good cause. We need more addicts. Besides, there’s always Grandpa to bail me out with an emergency shipment if I get too desperate. (Tory)”
“Like this cake. It’s really very good. (Arik)As the girth to my hips will attest. (Geary)”
“My niceness has a very low threshold and that little girl just sucked it dry, so don’t push me, Olympain. I don’t want so much as a single Atlantean stone overturned. Guard it with your life because the next time I come here, that’s the price I’m going to demand for your incompetence. (ZT)Nice talking to you, ZT. I so look forward to your visits. Next time we’ll do pastries, ‘kay? (Kat)”
“I have you – a god of mixed heritage – on an expedition that could unleash the Destroyer from her hole. Arikos, another god, on the same team who is masquerading as a human. The demigod Solin, who I have to ride herd on constantly anyway, who gave them their permits. Megeara, a human who is sensitive and subjective to the voices of the gods. And the pissed-off goddess, Apollymi, who will do anything to be free, and once free wouldn’t hesitate to destroy every one of us. I can’t imagine why I’m concerned over this, can you? (ZT)”
“Don’t you have a girlfriend or family you’d rather be with? (Geary)Only Solin, and honestly, he’s not this soft. Even if he was, it’d be gross. (Arik)”
“You live your life like it’s a rare treasure to be savored. You take pleasure from the simplest of things and you never take them for granted. I saw the joy on your face and the life in your eyes when you cradled the permits to your chest. I’ve never seen anything lovelier. I actually thought you would cry just from the joy of touching them. I’ve been numb all my life, Megeara, but you…you feel on a level that I can’t even imagine, and for a little while I wanted to feel that, too. (Arik)”
“I prefer the Peace of Nicias. Time’s too precious to waste it with war and conflict. (Arik)But the peace was fraught with skirmishes and ultimately broken. (Geary)Yes, and doesn’t it piss you off that there are always assholes who just can’t let other people live in peace. Really, some people should get a life. (Arik)”
“I swear it on Solin’s life. (Arik)Uh, excuse me? (Solin)I would, but there’s truly no excuse for you. (Arik)”
“You were overwhelmed by my desire? What planet are you from? (Geary to Arik)Moronia. Every full moon they teleport the Morons to earth and let them loose. Consider this your first encounter. (Solin)”
“Well, let’s all get maudlin, shall we? George, stop on the way and get us some red-hot pokers to put out our eyes. Oh, and while you’re at it, I think we should see about adding salt for our wounds, too. (Solin)Quite good, sir. Is there any particular place you’d care for me to stop? I’ve heard the market is a good place for pokers. That is, if you’re agreeable to a short detour. (George)What do you two think? Run-of-the-mill pokers, or a better quality. Oh hell, why not use rusty spoons. They’d hurt more. (Solin)”
“Perhaps I should sit up front with the driver and give you two enough space to beat the crap out of each other and settle this like grown adolescents. (Geary)”
“Yes, but I’ve already made my fortune in other things. (Solin)Such as? (Geary)Viagra. My brother learned to take a personal problem and profit by it. (Arik)It’s true. It pained me to see a man as young as Arik stricken with impotency. Therefore I had to do something to help the poor soul. But alas, there’s nothing to be done for it. He’s as flaccid as a wet noodle. (Solin)How creative of you to project your problem onto me. But then, they say celibacy is enough to make a man lose all reason. Guess you’re living proof, huh? (Arik)”
“Megeara wants to find it. (Arik)And people in hell want ice water. The entire history of mankind is written by people wanting something they can’t have. (Kat)”
“Maybe I’m just tired. (Geary)People only say that when they’re not really willing to deal with the issue at hand. It’s like when you ask a guy what he’s thinking and he says ‘nothing’ but in reality you know he’s checking out another woman and he doesn’t want you to give him grief over it. It’s Thia’s theory. (Tory)I think you need to stay away from her before she corrupts you. (Geary)Nah, it’s too much fun. She has the most misguided views on everything. But I think what I just said is one of the few lucid thoughts she’s ever managed. (Tory)”
“How do you know all this? Jeez, Tory, you’re a kid. Act like it. (Geary)(Tory reached out and punched her on the arm.)Ow! What was that for? (Geary)Unexpected and irrational emotional outbursts. Isn’t that what teenagers are supposed to do? Oh, and sulk. A lot. (Tory)”
“I take it you didn’t get the permits...again. (Brian)What was your first clue? (Geary)Oh, I don’t know. That stomping stance as you walked down the street, clenching and unclenching your fists like you’re already choking someone, or maybe it’s that way you’re looking at me like you could claw out my eyes when I haven’t done anything to piss you off. (Brian)Yes, you have. (Geary)And that is? (Brian)You don’t have a gun. (Geary)”
“My kingdom for a gun. (Geary)You don’t have a kingdom. (Brian)And I don’t have a gun- looks like I’m shit out of luck all the way around, huh? (Geary)”
“Can you believe our Ash is getting laid? Our baby is growing up. I'm so proud!”
“No one should have to pay for love in flesh or blood. (Acheron)”
“Greetings, O Great Gazoo. How nice of you to join us here on planet Earth again. (Cael)Thanks, Barney. How’s Betty and Bam Bam doing? (Acheron)Great, if I could only get them away from Wilma and Pebbles. Those women are nothing but trouble. (Cael)Nah, they’re good women. It’s the ones in red who are always the downfall of good men. (Acheron)”
“Why must every relationship I have be so damned impossible? (Ravyn)Hey now, defeatist talk from a catman like you? I’m the one who should be freaking out here. I mean, damn, you could give me fleas or something. (Susan)”
“I can’t believe I’m mated to someone who’s allergic to me. (Ravyn)You? I’m the one who should be having a hissy. How do I introduce you to people? Hi, this is my…what? Significant other? Mate? Pet? (Susan)”
“For a woman who can handle herself so well in a fight, I can’t believe you got taken out by a defenseless doorjamb. (Ravyn)Given the size of my goose egg, I would argue the defenseless part. That doorjamb has a mean left hook.(Susan)”
“You know the legend. Stab them in the heart and they’ll die. (Ravyn)Call me Buffy. I’m even blond, but don’t ask me to wear a halter top. Or corset. (Susan)”
“And if I don’t want you to? (Ravyn)You know, you’d look really weird in a dress and high heels. (Susan)What’s that supposed to mean? (Ravyn)It means you’re not my mother. Now stop arguing and help me find my shoes. (Susan)”
“Honestly? I don’t want people around me for two reasons – they ultimately betray you or they die on you. Either way, you’re screwed and you spend all your time obsessing on why you didn’t see it coming. Or that you did something or didn’t do something to cause it. No offense, but I don’t like to be hurt and I’d rather just avoid it.(Ravyn)”
“Now you know I’m a reporter, so you might as well answer my question truthfully, or I’ll just keep asking it until you lose your mind. (Susan)”
“Ever notice most people are major pains in the ass? I’d rather save myself the trouble of dealing with them and just avoid being around them to begin with. (Ravyn)”
“I hate you! (Artemis)Don’t keep saying that, Artie. It’s cruel to get my hopes up. (Acheron)”
“When a cow lives with the butcher, sooner or later he gets eaten unless he helps the other cows off to their slaughter. (Nick)”
“Double-knotted to a bedpost, not that it’s any of your business. That boy was always too trusting for his own good. You’d think by now he’d know better. But no. He’s got to be stupid. Personally, I’d tie the bitch up, muzzle her, and ride her around the room with spurs on, but no one ever asks my opinion, do they? No. What do I know? I’m only omniscient. (Savitar)”
“Remember, Nick, there are only two people in the universe I care for…and you’re not one of them. (Savitar)”
“Is the life you seek to take worth the one you could one day create? (Savitar)”
“It actually dawned on me that I don’t fight. I just kill whatever annoys me, and it’s over. (Savitar)”
“Don’t worry. I won’t send you off without warning. Just stand there and be awed by my beauty. It’s the safest mode around me. (Savitar)”
“No offense, Dorian. Oh, what the hell, take all the offense you want, it’s not like I give a shit. (Savitar)”
“Yes, you do. And when you find yourself back in Kalosis in a few seconds with a wide-eyes Trates and a pissed-off Stryker, remember that I’m watching you and that the Weres are off-limits in this game. You want to fuck with Artemis, fuck with Artemis. You want to fuck with me…make out your will. (Savitar)”