“My father is the harbinger of death and destruction. My grandmother the Great Destroyer. My mother is the goddess of the hunt. I think I’ll be okay. (Kat)Yeah, you do have the history of absolute terror and cruelty in your veins. (Sin)Remember that if you ever come between me and my chocolate bar. (Kat)”

“Do you want my input or is this just an angry tirade you need to vent? (Acheron)Both! (Kat)Okay, you rant and I’ll add my comments at the end. (Acheron)”

“Now would be a good time to tell me you have your sais with you, Kat. (Cassandra)Nada. You got your kamas on you? (Kat)Yeah. I tucked them into my bra before I left home. (Cassandra)”

“Fine, you fun-vampire. I’ll take my scroll over here and play by myself. (Kat)Fun-vampire? What is that? (Sin)That would be you sucking all the fun out of life. (Kat)You have the most interesting terms for things. (Sin)Yes, but notice mine are creative, unlike the so stellarly named Rod of Time. (Kat)”

“Get your butt over there and start reading before I beat you with my Rod of Time. (Sin)I can think of much better things to do with your rod than beat me, baby. (Kat)Aww, gawd, we’ve degenerated into really bad punage. I yield. Save me before my IQ points are damaged. (Sin)”

“We’re looking for anything to do with the Rod of Time. (Sin)Rod of Time, Forsaken Moon, Tablet of Destiny…you Sumerians really liked your hokey terms, huh? (Kat)They didn’t exactly ask my opinion before they named them. (Sin)Good, ‘cause my estimation of your intellect would be seriously scarred if they had. (Kat)”