This smoking thing ain't so bad. [Her voice drops to a mutter.] Once you get used to it. Stop coughing. The like.

[Then it goes back to it's usual, rough, good humor.] You ain't half bad company, Smiley, but then you knew that. Speaking of, though, I'm the smith, for you mess of new folk. You need metal, you talk to me, eh? You need welding, you ( Read more... )

Right, so, seems I didn't burn the place down. Suppose that's a good mark on me. Good mark on Kennedy, he managed to keep his hands to himself. He ain't much for restraint now. It's a wonder he managed back in the day. Kurama, I don't know how your momma put up with you. Must've been a right terror in your day. Suppose it's a good thing that Wesker ( Read more... )

[She's a hair's breadth shy of yelling throughout. Except when she is yelling.]

Sick of this shit. First they take my Wrath, then it's Rhapsodos. Now they're pulling in other people. Murderers running wild and good folk like Link turned through doors. And Strife taken--yeah he's back now, but that ain't the point. I'm sick of it! And all I'm ( Read more... )

If I hear any of that wuss talk out of any one of you saps I'll cuff your ears. That goes double for you, Hewley.

[There won't be any further comments to this entry from Avari, because of this.]

I still got soup left, if anyone is sick. And juice. Ihy don't skimp ( Read more... )