“Excuse me, Mr. Man,” I nag, hands on my hips as he comes in sipping a cup of coffee, “but how exactly do you expect me to get up there in pumps?”
“Well, there are two or three ways.” He smirks, setting the cup down on his desk, and wiping the condensation onto his cable-knit sweater. “I can put my hands together and help you step up or you can take the heels off and climb up like a five-year-old in Mickey Dees play place.”
From the latest chapter!
"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt considering what you went through, but as a mild curtesy, I have to remind you that its considered a crime to withhold information from an investigation, kid. I don't care if Dalton was your friend, if you know something you have yet to share, you better tell me. Now."
"We weren't ever friends."
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“Yes, Dacia, I am.” Iola responded, taking a long look at the muscular warrior woman wearing tanned leather leggings, heavy boots and a metal-studded jerkin as another flash of lightning illuminated the cave. “Did you find anything... in this horrible storm?”
“One big fat rabbit... and another smaller one.” Dacia replied with a loud laugh, shaking droplets of rain off her shoulder length dark hair.
“You? Lacking daring?” the words slip out before I can stop them, “Mr. extreme sports, bicycle motor-cross, professional stunt driver-”
He looks at me miserably, his lashes lowering until his eyes are nothing but a line of shadow.
“There’s a big difference between the guts it takes to do extreme sports and the ones it takes to tell your best friend that you want…want to…” he looks back at the blankets,
“I… can’t,” Belial said. “It’s too much for a feeble human to understand the complexity of our government.”
Blanche crossed her arms and looked at Belial, her classic pose and frowned nose. "This one isn't a human, for your record."
“Who’s bright idea was it to go hiking this early in the damn morning?” Riley griped as the trail they were on continued to curve upward through the trees.
“Yours,” the rest of them said in unison.
“Well, I’m a dumbass, and this is someone else’s fault but mine.” Riley mumbled.
"I AM eating Taco Baco! So you can hang out here with the garbage baby, I could care less."
"It's not could, it's couldn't!"
Ruby: Dude! When I said I wanted coffee I didn’t mean instead of my mouth!
Aaron: (flatly) It might be a little hot.
Bucky: "That's my best friend up there..."
Random hen: "Pity..."
(Yep, Friar's back to annoy more hens in my one year anniversary episode)
“I’m not Brisa.” I said, reflexively.
Without warning, Gale leaned in and sniffed me. “Ehh,” she tilted her head side-to-side before continuing. “Ok, Not Brisa.” The sylph waved her hand and suddenly, the four of us had our feet off the ground. We were surrounded by wind so thick it seemed nothing could penetrate through. I reached towards it but it repelled me. “We must go. My wind magic will not delay Lord Callum for long.”
“Well, that wasn’t my doing. My friend Kattar styled me for the award ceremony.”
Shannon raises one eyebrow with a skeptical look that embarrasses me more than ever.
“Well,” he says almost sarcastically, “he certainly showed his taste.”
"Alright Melissa, if you're done with your meet and greet, we have to discuss a certain, very important meeting..."
At the emphasized word ‘very’ Melissa forces herself to relinquish my face, with a jut of her lip like a child forced to put a doll back at the toy store.
She looks at me, rather than Mrs. King, with an apologetic shake of her head, "Oh my goish. I totally forgot - you have to forgive me. I always forget. You can just take this chair here, Ms. Palmero."
"People who believe patience is a virtue need to be crucified."
Ken raised an eyebrow. "Do tell."
*Dialogue from the chapters to post tonight at 7 PM PST.
Kelly and Riley exchanged a glance. “But, Kana, you didn’t see Gen…he looked…”
“Evil? Demonic? Full of rage?”
“Just back me up, please. Unless Mamushka already decided to have me strung up.”
“You know she would never hang you." He put his hand on mine. "She’d have you beheaded, as befits a criminal of your station.”
From a chapter posted a while ago; I've just always liked Semchik's casual savagery.
"Stay alert.” Calozel whispered. “There are many here.”
“Aye, we sense them.” Eldrek nodded, twirling his massive axe.
Hawk pulled his hoodie on and grabbed his keys off the dresser. “You’re a shifter, Toji. Shift you some thumbs.”
“I’ll shift you a finger if you don’t start showing me more respect.”
Reynard approached the bed, his masked face a picture of devotion. He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead, his gloved hand tenderly caressing her cheek. "My love, you know I would stay with you forever if I could," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "But this task is of utmost importance, not just for us, but for all of our kind. I promise I will return to you as soon as it's done."
Gadriel nodded, her gaze locking with his behind the fox mask. "I know," she replied, her voice soft and understanding. "Your duty is what makes you so admirable and so damn annoying.”
The newest episode is here.
“What are unbound Fae?” Jules paused for a little while. I took a long look at him, he was pale, with dark hair and pupilless eyes like Vervain though not as tall or broad, leaning in more to the slenderness of what normally elves were thought to look like. “Right, you haven’t grown up in this world. I shall give you lessons when the festival is over. It could work in the courts’ favor too, with you being busy he will have to finally attend to his duties.” He smiled, happy with the potential outcome.
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