SirenCymbaline

"Oh, could you? I'd be terribly grateful, I don't think the stains are coming out of this one. I'd also be delighted to accompany you, I could get you up ...

James had called me a good man. James, who had standards . I was very grateful, of course, but I couldn't help but wonder if I'd accidentally appeased some diety ...

"It'sh funny, how we're all, all of ush here," I said, barely feeling connected to the words that escaped my lips, "But we never did find out what happened to ...

"You're too kind, Damascus." I said quietly, before looking back to James' friends. "Maahes and Miss Mal Doran, was it? Charmed. I'd also be very glad to get to know ...

Bleffles stood up on her toes to get a better glimpse of the room ahead through the open door. She wanted to go with Griffith and Natalia to see it ...

Damn, he invited me directly. Once again James demonstrated his strategic prowess- there would be no escape from him now. Oh, but who else did I have to talk to? ...

Oh. That James, that James was our James, and had been the whole time? At first I was excited to know he was here too, until I remembered that he ...

My conversational skills aside, I was almost surprised that Damascus had taken my side. The argument that I gave him was sorely lacking in anything of substance to support the ...

"I'm very sorry you had to see that." I said remorsefully. I tried to discreetly wipe the dagger on my already stained jacket, and return it to the nice discreet ...

Sweet Lord, I was not prepared for that. I was not prepared to meet the sworn brother I thought I had imagined in bouts of intoxicated fever, and I was ...

The crowd's attention was beginning to scatter. Rendra began to speak. Kartiel's eyes, among the eyes of all, were affixed upon her. Yes. It was time. I drew my dagger, ...

He was not going to let naive little Damascus think he could be scared of him, no matter how frightening his true demonic form was. "Of course not. You do ...

Embarrassment flashed across Boris' face for a second, before he replaced it with stubborn denial. "...You weren't my brother then. And I wasn't scared, so shut up." Boris insisted.

"Sure." Boris smiled, spat on his hand, and repeated the ritual with John. Her hand felt odd, which caused him to jitter a little. It didn't feel bad, just a ...

"SWEET JESUS, man! Just a few more words, I was just a few more words from-" Brian's angry protests were cut short by the sight of an entire dumpsters' worth ...