“Personally, I wish D. would come after me, I need a good dance partner. My Daimons have lame legs. (Acheron)”

“All you need to know is that I have an old enemy pretending to be me. (Acheron)Why? (Talon)Well, it obviously isn’t to be nice to me and win over my friends, now is it? (Acheron)”

“Damn, all I wanted was a drink of coffee and one little beignet. Coffee… Daimons… Coffee…Daimons. (Talon)I think in this case the Daimons better win. (Wulf)Yeah, but it’s chicory coffee. (Talon)Talon wanting to be toasted by Acheron for failure to protect humans. (Wulf)”

“I've called in the oracles and they were communing with the Fates. But you know how they are. I'm sure it'll come back as 'When the sky is green,m and the earth turns black, the Daimons will give you lots of flack. To kill the great awful one you seek, you'll have to find something unique.' Or some bullshit like that. I really hate Oracles. If I wanted to play mind games, I'd buy a Rubik's Cube. (Acheron)I don't know, Ash, you're pretty good at that. Sure you don't want to take up an Oracle position? (Kyrian)Picture this, General, my middle finger is extended all the way up, and aimed right at you. Now let me work. I have Daimons to track, Dark-Hunters to antagonize, and women to seduce. (Acheron)”

“The Simi is very environmentally sound. Eat everything except for hooves. I don’t like those, they hurt my teeth. Thanatos don’t have hooves, do he? (Simi)No, Simi, he doesn’t. (Acheron)Ooo, good eating tonight. I get a Daimon for barbecue. Can I go now, akri? Can I? Can I? Can I, please? (Simi)”

“I’m stuck fighting. (Acheron)You’re stuck fighting. But you’re welcome to come share my beach any time you get tired of the brawl. (Savitar)Save me a spot. If this blows up in my face, I’ll be back with my tail forever tucked between my legs. (Acheron)”

“Hey dickhead, you should know something. You attack my brother, you really piss me off. (Vane)Hot damn, Daimon food. Hey Vane, you want the white meat or dark? (Fang)How about I grab one leg, you grab the other and we make a wish and pull? (Vane)”