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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, plants, poets, events, or actual historical personages, living, dead, or trapped in a hellish afterlife is purely coincidental.
Slate was used to, “Can we help you?” translating as, “If you make me get up, I will have you drawn and quartered.” She’d never heard it mean, “I will throw myself off a building if it will make your day better, sir.”
My brothers and sisters whom I killed, forgive me. I should have made my life into a penance for my sin against you.
I wonder, if my body had been possessed, if I would wallow in guilt this much. I'm sure there would be a part of me that felt like, if not for my body, those people would still be alive. But I think there'd be a part of me that was furious that I was feeling guilty at all. Of course, I suppose that could depend on how I came to be possessed in the first place - if I felt like I should have controlled that situation better, or if there truly was nothing I could have done.
“Do you think I don’t know how to act around thieves and ruffians?” “The fact that you even use a word like ‘ruffians’ is not filling me with confidence, no.”
“He’ll get to her over my dead body,” said Caliban, with no humor at all. “You say that as if you think it’ll stop him.”
“Prayer is for the one who prays. It would be a monstrous arrogance to think that my prayers might sway the heart of a god.”
“I am a paladin, not a resurrectionist. This shirt is dead.” “I liked that shirt.” “I can give it last rites. That’s as far as I’ll go.”
“What happened here?” said Slate. “It looks like an explosion in an armor factory.” “I was cleaning my armor.” “If you do that too much, you’ll go blind.
Senators turn up dead all the time. It’s one of the acceptable forms of retirement here.”
Knowing Caliban, though, it was probably going to be, I’m sorry.
What, is he Canadian?
Her nose was dripping and the fact that she could not wipe it was a torture worse than anything Boss Horsehead’s professional had done to her.
In fairness, the torturer didn't get very far.
if I live through this, my nightmares will be amazing.
“When this is over, I am going to slap you so hard that your ancestors will apologize for you.”
The rune-demon’s voice was changed by passing through Brenner’s throat, but Caliban would have known it anyway. “Remember me, shining one?”
Oh shit.
“I don’t have to ask,” he said. “Although I will, because there are things that a human will not have thought of. But…no…”
... how did Edmund become my favourite character?
She pressed her forehead against his. “Maybe. Yes. If a gnole ever needs a crazy human…” “Dangerous promise, Crazy Slate. A gnole might take a human up on that.”
