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Math Math glared at the blond girl, before straightening his back and breathing in. Right. "I'm glad you asked, Ms. Luciano," he said in the softest voice possible, "Math. Just ...

Math His mind had wandered to suburban porches when he reached the Cathedral, its steeples high and mighty, glaring at the traffic on the street beside him. He didn't care ...

Math He smirked at the cashier as he walked out of the convenience store, stashing his hands in his hoodie. "See you 'round, Rebecca," he waved at the red-haired girl, ...

Sacredlege was enjoying his stroll through the countryside as an immortal barrel, when he came across his Iron Page boss, @Sheyren , who seemed preoccupied with his Queer Inks boss ...

"WAIT THERE MY FEATHERY FRIEND," Sacredlege screamed from inside his barrel, hopping out in his dark cloak, "NO MEMBER OF THE IRON PAGE SHALL SUFFER UNDER MY WATCH, APRIL THE ...

Mr. Crow He wasn't as panicked about the situation as the others were. Really, this entire scenario was more out of revenge than anything. He'd chanced thought of volunteering to ...

Reza "What are you doing here?" The elevator doors opened, and Reza was standing there, seemingly waiting for Benny to arrive. He would've said that he knew where Benny was, ...

"Sie sind auch Deutsch?" the cabby driver asked, and Raoul had realized he'd been muttering German curses at his phone. Usually, it was because he couldn't even touch his tap ...

Raoul knew it was a good idea to take the room with the widest window, but he didn't think he'd need to leave so early. His symptoms were worsening at ...

Kirk looked at the hidden fairy, smiling. "Wouldn't she need a weapon, too, Doc?" Bernie shrugged. "Sure. Why not." He looked at Yrvenna, arching a brow. "Hey, Kirk, ghosts don't ...

Bernard didn't mind party members. He had plenty in the past, fighting in World War III--heck, he was the party member in World War III, not the main guy. Granted, ...

This is all my fault. Raoul looked out the window, his hands on his temples, his fingers already freezing the sweat dripping down. "Mr. Konig?" the innkeeper, a stout and ...

Bernie blinked once, twice. He coughed, and then he tried to count, again, how many bottles he'd taken. He swore, he hadn't more than two or three--Doug must've made the ...

"is this a modern mob or a 1930s mob or a victorian era mob or" yes "can i be the boss of a" yes "can i not be the boss ...

When Bernie saw the wings, his first thought was Good God, they didn't. "What happened?" he asked, unaware of the fact that he was still gesturing with the gun. "What ...