Fifty Dorcas They’re Setting Up An Ambush

Meaning, I Need You To Focus. If You Want To Save Madaug, You Need To Listen To Me Or The Mortents Will Eat Both Of You Pop-tarts For Breakfast. (ambrose)

You Live Your Life Like It’s A Rare Treasure To Be Savored. You Take Pleasure From The Simplest Of Things And You Never Take Them For Granted. I Saw The Joy On Your Face And The Life In Your Eyes When You Cradled The Permits To Your Chest. I’ve Never Seen Anything Lovelier. I Actually Thought You Would Cry Just From The Joy Of Touching Them. I’ve Been Numb All My Life, Megeara, But You…you Feel On A Level That I Can’t Even Imagine, And For A Little While I Wanted To Feel That, Too. (arik)

Well, Lord Debonair And Lady Lethal, If We Can Have A Minute Of Your Time, We Do Have A Psycho To Hunt. (allen) (jess Glared Over His Shoulder At Allen, But Before He Could Comment, Syra Shot Another Bolt From Her Crossbow. Allen Went Flying And Landed Flat On His Back In The Snow. Syra Walked Over To Him And Stared Down.) I Don’t Particularly Like Squires And I Really Hate The Blood Rites. So Save Yourself Some Pain And Don’t Speak To Me Again. (syra)

Don’t Worry. It’ll Never Happen Again. You Know Me, I Do Date Occasionally, But I Usually Spend At Least A Few Normal, Boring Days With A Guy Before We Rock The House Down. Of Course, No One Ever Rocked My House Down The Way This Guy Did. He Leveled The Mother To Its Foundations. (sunshine)

I Don’t Even Know What To Say To You. (acheron) Me, Either. I Guess We’ll Just Stand Here And Cry At Each Other, Huh? (kat)