Winchester. You want to tell me what in the git's hell she's on about, or do I twist your ear?

[At first the recording seems an accident. The communicator has clearly been dropped to the floor, and Avari stands almost on top of it, or rather, lunges across the screen. The curved saber she has always carried is unsheathed, and blade sweeps across the edge of the scream amidst a spray of some dark liquid. The elf's features are set sharply in ( Read more... )

Normally don't take me this long to fill orders, mind. Ain't my fault we skipped off to some other world. But here we are, eh? Back where we were. And that crossbow there is done. Simple enough things, cross bows. Even got some bolts for it, but if you're wanting more later you're going to have to let me know, kid ( Read more... )

Alright, seems like there's enough folk needing work done that I ought to address it, eh ( Read more... )

Ain't that I'm so hung up on dignity, you'll recall, but not much fan of spending most of my day shoving things up on shelves what I can't nearly reach and standing on chairs so I don't wear what boots out I got, eh? Not frail nor delicate neither, but I suppose it's a good turn that the water ain't right on up to my ears no more, eh ( Read more... )

Thinking we best lay some ground rules.

First off. Doc, you lay a finger on Nuada, I'll have your hide, you hear? Don't care about your fancy science garbage. Don't care how sure you are you can kill me. You don't touch him. Got me ( Read more... )

[A gruff voice snorts.]

You lot still stuck here? Shit. Gotta do everything myself, don't I?

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[You can hear the grin in her voice.]

Finally! Never thought I'd be wanting this grubby old place back, but it sure beats that New York. Couldn't hear myself think.

[And she snorts.]And now you're all off wussing about your losses like you didn't know what was going to happen anyway. You humans. It's a wonder you lot survive half as well as you ( Read more... )

[Forced and flat.]

You'd think you'd weather to 'em. You'd think they'd get to be like the rest of them, just fade off.

[And a grunt. Restrained but frustrated.]And Fair's gone now, too, is he? ...Guess all you that've been left have got my condolences. Such as they are. Thinking we'd all do better just getting used to it. Ain't nothing in this ( Read more... )

Smiley, where in the git's Hell are you? This ain't funny.