Ooo, He’s Snotty. I Like Him Already.

(the Baby Sneezed. Wulf Jumped As Fire Shot Out Of Its Nostrils And Almost Singed His Leg.) Excuse Me. I Almost Made Dark-hunter Barbecue, Which Would Be Really Sad ‘cause I Ain’t Got No Barbecue Sauce With Me. (simi)

Over, Under, Around, Or Through. There Is Always A Way. - Soteria

Are You Suggesting I’m Not Normal? (nykyrian) Oh Yeah, Baby, You Ooze Normality. From The Top Of That Assassin’s Braid To The Tip Of Those Boots That I’m Pretty Sure Conceal Retractable Blades. You’re Just An Average Joe. No Doubt About It. Cause, You Know, Everyone Sits For Hours Doing Nothing But Typing. (kiara)

I Love You, Don’t I? And The Gods Know You Are Definitely Not Easy To Deal With. (aimee) Thanks, Aim. By The Way I Still Have A Tiny Bit Of Confidence Left. Please Make Sure You Stomp On It Too While You’re At It. Gods Forbid It Should Actually Grow Into Something Called Self-esteem. (fang)

But On The Upside, Your Seraph Form Will Never Age. And The Only Way To Die Is By A Demon Blade. As Long You Survive Fighting Them, You’re Immortal To The Things That Would Kill A Normal Human. Think Of The Money You’ll Save On Medical Bills. (jack)