“You snide halitosis-breathing worthless shit sack! (Stryker)”

“You worthless sonofabitch. You should never have been anything more than a cum stain! (Stryker)”

“Get off me, you lard-ass, halitosis, flea-infested horror-movie reject! (Alexion)”

“Swear it on your life. (Zephyra)That I can never do. (Stryker)Why can’t you? (Zephyra)Because you are my life, and I can’t live another day without you. (Stryker)”

“You bit me? (Stryker)We use what we have. (Zephyra)That’s such a girl move. (Stryker)But it works. Maybe if you fought like a girl and not a stunted baboon, you’d actually win. (Zephyra)”

“I have you here. Why shouldn’t I be pleased? (Stryker)I can think of a million reasons, starting with the fact that I want to kill you more than I want to breathe. As for the others, would you prefer them in order of importance or alphabetically? (Zephyra)”

“What are you doing here? (Stryker)(She answered his question with a stroke of her dagger that narrowly missed his throat.) I thought we’d catch up on old times. Maybe play Parcheesi. (Stryker)”