Hi all, it took a while but as requested, here's the...
Sans jumping off it, of course.
And then the jungle roared.
One lucky Crit, that’s all Marco wanted for Titansmass.
Well, you know how it is.
«Don’t be shy! They’re all perfectly harmless.»
Time to get up, brother!
The short caster was refreshingly rude.
It felt natural.
It looked like tonight was going to be anything except dull or quiet.
"All that gloating is going to add laugh lines to your Signamancy, you know."
Banana fana fo fina!
No, we ARE struggling together!
And they never saw us coming.
Good morning, Eighties!
Hu’s mirthful chuckling trailed off into bitter silence.
When you have no words, there is only intent, and the details around it.
I know I would appreciate a manual to know what to expect from you lot.
The Major’s eyes twinkled in a way that made Zheng feel vaguely uncomfortable.
«To mushy cereal!»
«Good job Venice! Way to kick the crap out of that crud.»
«Lad, at your size, it’s whatever ye want it to be!»
Oh. Oh, that did it. Now Lucy was angry.
A thin stream of condensed water dripped down the side of the strawberry-red glass. Or was that a bead of sweat down Marco’s forehead?
«It's not easy to tell whether you're voting for a bad idea, or voting against a good one...»
«After all, it's not like you're some kind of Twoll-sized Heavy Warlord, knocking over mountains willy-nilly.»
She hoped, with a little luck, that the skies there were blue.