I’d Rather Have My Eyes Gouged Out.

Don't You Have Class Today? (kyrian) Boy, I'm A Backwoods Cajun, I Ain't Never Got No Class, Cher. (nick) (he Cleared His Throat And Dropped The Thick Cajun Accent.) And No, Today's Registration. I've Got To Figure Out What I'm Taking Next Semester. (nick) I Have A Few Things I Need You To Do Today. (kyrian) And That Is Different From Any Other Day How? (nick) Sarcasm, Thy Name Is Nick Gautier. (kyrian)

The Strongest Of Metals Is Forged Under The Most Violent Of Conditions, My Lord. It Is Buried Deep In The Hottest Coals And Then Beat And Pounded Until It Is Bent Into Shaped. Then It Becomes The Strongest, Most Lethal Of Weapons. A Thing Of Absolute Beauty And Force

Storm, Rain, And Sunshine, Huh? (talon) My Mother’s Doing. I’m Just Glad She Stopped At Three. I Was Told The Next One Would Have Been Named Cloudy Day. (sunshine)

When I Was A Little Girl, I Used To Try And Bring Sunshine To My Mother. I Felt So Bad That She Had Never Really Seen Or Felt It. So I Would Try And Catch It In Jars. When That Failed, I Captured Jars And Jars Of Lightening Bugs And Told Her That If We Could Catch Enough Of Them, Then It Would Look Like The Sun. She’d Laugh, Hug Me, And Then Set Them Free And Tell Me That Nothing Should Have To Live Its Life In A Cage. (cassandra)

I Swear It On Solin’s Life. (arik) Uh, Excuse Me? (solin) I Would, But There’s Truly No Excuse For You. (arik)