Care to explain?
Minimalism is a girl’s best asset, blend tones, smudge hard outlines; if all else fails; Photoshop it.
Yo Mama’s so old, her memory is in black and white.
Oh no! Akri-Nicky! You okay? The Simi didn’t know it was her favorite blue-eyed demon boy when she hit him so hard so as to protect his precious akra-mama. Oh no! You still living and breathing and not broken? ‘Cause if you not, can the Simi eat your dead, meaty remains? Please, please, please? Maybe some of them bones, too, ’cause the marrow can be quite tasty in its own right.” Simi.
That didn’t sound like them slinging beads at us. Think if I whip my shirt off, they’ll go blind and leave?
I’ve got to get my body back. While I like wearing you, I’d rather wear you as a blanket on top of me and not the skin I’m walking around in. It has this whole Hannibal Lecter aspect that’s really creeping me out.
At fifty times the distance, you dispatched that ko-bold with three arrows to the neck. I’ve earned a trio to the chest. Seems you slapped him while you’re tickling me. You doona want to kill me, which is a good sign. Maybe this is your way of flirting?
I’m Magnus Bane.” he went on in a soothing tone, stretching out his ringed hands. Blue sparks had begun to dance between them like bioluminescence dancing water. “I’m the warlock who’s here to cure you. Didn’t they tell you I was comming?”
“I know who you are, but…” Maia looked dazed. “You look so… so… shiny.
I’d say,” the Ranger answered after a few seconds’ deliberation, “that he’ll be heading south now that he has the chance. Back into Araluen.”
“How do you know that?” Horace asked. He was always impressed at the two Rangers’ ability to read a situation and come up with the correct answer to a problem. Sometimes, he thought, they almost seemed to have divine guidance.
“I’m guessing,” Halt told him.
You keep the title of ‘president’ even if you served only one term. The same goes for rapists.