(talon Pulled Another Beignet From The Sack

I Can't. At Least Not For A While. I Need Time To Get Past This And I Can't Guarantee That I Won't Hurt Him Again. God Knows, Nick Has A True Gift For Saying The Wrong Thing In Any Given Situation. (acheron) You Know He Loves You, Right? (amanda) Yeah, But Emotions Don't Have Brains. (acheron)

Nick Was Dressed In Jeans, A Dark Green Sweater, And Bomber Jacket–the Perfect Image Of A Rich College Student. Talon Looked Like A Biker Who Had Just Left Sanctuary, New Orleans’s Premier Biker Bar. Acheron Looked Like A Refugee From The Dungeon–the Local Underground Goth Hangout. Valerius Was The Professional Contingent, And Zarek…zarek Just Looked Like He Was Ready To Kill Something.’ (talon)

Tell Him To Leave Me Alone, Astrid. Else I’ll Have To Barbecue Him And Make Akri Angry At Me. I Don’t Want To Make Akri Angry. (simi) Simi? Is That You? (astrid) Yes. C’est Moi. The Little Demon With Hornays. (simi)

Cause Hearts Are Amazing Things. They Get Lots Bigger To Make Room For New People To Love Alongside The Old People You Love. -simi

Great, Just Great. The Only Thing To Make Him A Worse Asshole Would Be To Kick A Puppy.’ (nathan)