Words Are Easy To Say, But Emotions

If You Want To Know The Correct Term For Me, I'm A Dark-hunter." Nick Digested That Word Slowly. "which Means What? You Hunt Darkness?" "yes, Nick. That's Exactly What I Do. There's Just Not Enough Of It." Now, There Was Some Sarcasm You Could Cut With A Knife.

You Gonna Keep Staring At Me, Great Acheron, Or Are You Ready To Chew Me A New One?

Start Walking. When You Hit A Spot Where You’re Gasping For Breath, That Should Tell Us Our Limitations. (xypher) Oh, Joy. I Can’t Wait To Be The Guppy. (simone) Glub, Glub, Little Fishy. Start Walking. (xypher)

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)

Fine. You Win. I Quit. You Two Deal With This. I’m Going Home. Packing Up All My Personal Items, And When You, Caleb, End Up Dead Because The Coach Has Your Jockstrap Or Something Else I Didn’t Steal But Someone Else Did, Don’t Call Me. I’m Done And I’m Going To Hide In A Bunker Until All Of This Is Over With.” – Nick “i Hate You, Nick.” – Caleb “feels Mutual, Demon.” – Nick