Looks Like I Missed A Party. Good.

Then He Will Be Called Acheron For The River Of Woe. Like The River Of The Underworld, His Journey Shall Be Dark, Long And Enduring. He Will Be Able To Give Life And To Take It. He Will Walk Through His Life Alone And Abandoned – Ever Seeking Kindness And Ever Finding Cruelty. May The Gods Have Mercy On You, Little One. No One Else Ever Will. (oracle)

About A Hundred Or So Years Before You Were Born, A Dark-hunter Made The Mistake Of Falling In Love With His Talpina. Unfortunately For The Rest Of Us, She Didn’t Pass Artemis’s Test. Artemis Was So Angry, She Stepped In And Banished The Talpinas From Us, And Implemented The Oh So Wonderful You’re-only-supposed-to-sleep-with-them-once Rule. As Further Backlash, Acheron Came Up With The Never-touch-your-squire Law. I Tell You, You Haven’t Lived Until You’ve Tried To Find A Decent One-night Stand In Seventh-century Britain. (talon)

What Good Was Owning The World When He’d Have No Choice Except To Defend Himself Against Every Person In It? Personally, He’d Rather Be A Beggar With One True Friend Than A Prince Surrounded By Two-faced Assassins.’ (aiden)

I Do Have Some Leftover Chicken And Pasta. (grace) And Wine?...that’s Acceptable (julian) Look, Buster, I’m Not Your Cooking Wench. Mess With Me And I’ll Feed You Alpo. (grace)

You Still Haven’t Eaten Your Muffin. (sunshine) ‘yeah, Right. He Still Hadn’t Eaten His Boots Either, And He’d Rather Feast On One Of Them Than That Thing In Her Hand.’ (talon)