“Surprise me, Atlantean. Attack. This isn’t a dance party. (Takeshi)You know, this isn’t building my confidence. In fact, I think I’m just going to lie here for a bit and take in some sun. (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)”

“A little bloodthirsty, isn’t it? (Kim)Given what they did to Tory, I’m thinking a quick death is merciful. Not to mention they ruined one of my favorite jackets and totaled my bike. (Acheron)Well, let’s just torture then bomb the bastards. How dare they! (Pam)”

“Never take your eyes off your opponent. And never think you don’t have to work for a victory. Even now, you could surprise me. (Takeshi)”

“I’m not the whore here, Acheron. You are. Bought and sold to anyone who could pay your fee. How dare you think for one minute you were ever worthy of a goddess. (Artemis)You’re right, my lady. I’m not worthy of you or anyone else. I’m just a piece of shit to be dumped naked in the street. Forgive me for ever sullying you. (Acheron)”

“I’ll take him outside and beat him for making my girl cry. (Acheron)Really? (Kat)Absolutely. Forget medieval, I’ll break Atlantean on his ass, and you’ve seen what a ticked-off Atlantean god can do. Makes Hannibal Lecter look like a crybaby. (Acheron)”

“You look so out of your element. (Savitar)I am out of my element. Much like you in a Seattle Goth club. (Acheron)I’m never out of my element, Atlantean. And it must be dire indeed to get you in shorties, and on a board. One day I’m actually going to get you to say ‘Rad four-mill steamer, dude! (Savitar)”