There were eleven of us. Each more different than the next. All with the same mindset. Things weren't the way they were meant to be. It was our job to make things right. We were the soldiers of Halla. It was time for us to take it back.

Next time you wish to feed me poison, warn me first," Loor demanded. (The Merchant of Death)

Before I can face the future, I must first deal with the past.

I see you brought along your violent little girlfriend. What a nice surprise!" - Saint Dane (The Reality Bug)

"Who's Heinz and what's an accordion?"

I felt as if I learned a few things. I learned that it's sometimes okay to think like a weenie, so long as you don't act like one—at least not all the time. I learned that it's okay to be wrong, as long as you can admit it and are willing to listen to those who may know better.

In my few short years I learned that seeing what's positive about a situation is a lot more fun and gets you a lot further than looking for what might be wrong with it.