Bat outta Hell.

"Kind of hard to serve a kingdom that's now underwater."

<— This doofus fell asleep on the couch again.

"You don't have to participate."

*Scientistifies your Raven Branwen!* "I have a hypothesis." She said softly.

No one is immune to the Book of Vengeance, well, maybe family. But only the Family! . . . eh, there's a lot of things seperating us from animals.

Is that really your only take away from what I said!?

. . . [ She released a deeply annoyed groan before grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand from over her mouth. ] Do not tempt fate. Cuteness don't make you immune to the book.

Are you what my little Princess would call; A simp? I mean, we just met. Hehe.

I've been called a hot head many times.

HAHA! Every place needs more of me. More mes would mean a better place; Always.

With all the things in the City? These dark things that clean themselves up upon being killed are like toothless kittens by comparison!

Are those the odd black creatures? I thought they were weird abnos or something,cuz they sure can't take a hit.

More than one actually. Sword, fists, and legs all work damn well in a brawl.

The City. I don't think anyone has ever called it anything else, people care more about associations. Like which Syndicate are you in, which corporation do you represent, what district did you come from, so on and so forth.

Outis, Nursefather. Where the fuck am I?

I sure ain't.