SirenCymbaline

I scoffed lightly. "You speak as though I haven't changed at all." I protested, more transparently than I had meant to. I was aware that this sort of defensiveness, however ...

Boris was pleasantly surprised by the reception of his philosophy- particularly surprised to have impressed Apophis to any degree. He'd presumed at the very beginning that he probably would never ...

Brian nodded sympathetically. "Boy, do I getcha. It's a horrible profession for vacations. But the forces of evil don't take any, so." he shrugged. "But I got into this for ...

Boris nodded sagely, and replied with conviction. "Honour among rogues is the lowest form of honour, and therefore, the most important. For the chain of truth and decency is only ...

Boris smiled, and nodded. "Oh no, that sounds exactly like the sort of civility I can get behind. If only the criminal sort I am accustomed to had such a ...

Siren stared at the moons in wide, starry-eyed wonder. She nodded vigorously at Rose, rather than reply, for her cheeks were stuffed with food.

I raised my glass, in turn. My glass? Someone's glass. "May they have peasche, and good company, forevermore." I said, the words stumbling out more blurry and emotional than I ...

Boris observed Auryon's process with politely restrained curiosity, and followed her in the same manner.

"I was eight, I believe he was...eleven? Thirteen, at most. Maybe twelve. Young Engel, poor thing, he was adorable. Such a lonely soul, I believe that was why I proposed ...

"There is something, in fact." I whispered calmly, looking straight ahead. "It was nothing serious, he only wanted information regarding Kartiel and Rendra's reality schemes. For that, he gave me ...

I could have brought the information to Schadel, but as heated as her last confrontation with Boomslang was, I couldn't trust her not to use it immediately. So I had ...

I whistled, impressed, at Engel's list, before turning to answer Auryon. "Only this, Atlantis, Wilson's bar, the same childhood forest adventure as Engel, would you believe it?" I recounted cheerfully

I smiled at Cornyx's back as he walked away. This was far better than I could have hoped for. Cornyx had given me a great advantage over the woman who ...

"Very well, I accept." I intended to protect the identities of our mutal friends, which meant that if I were to tell the events of Wilson's bar, it would have ...

So I was, indeed, only dealing with one of them. I smiled, relieved. "Information is my most fluent currency, as it would happen. I'll be glad to hear your terms."