You look so out of your element. (Savitar) I am out of my element. Much like you in a Seattle Goth club. (Acheron) I’m never out of my element, Atlantean. And it must be dire indeed to get you in shorties, and on a board. One day I’m actually going to get you to say ‘Rad four-mill steamer, dude! (Savitar)

It is of infinite importance to the public that the acts of magistrates should not only be substantially good, but also that they should be decorous.

Don’t you like them? (Nykyrian) Did you see the price? (Kiara) I’m more than capable of supplying you with several wardrobes from here. (Nykyrian) But– (Kiara) But nothing, mu Tara. Start shoping. (Nykyrian) This really isn’t– (Kiara) Kiara. Buy clothes or go naked. Personally, naked works for me. (Nykyrian) Fine. When you’re homeless and bankrupt, remember I tried to stop you. (Kiara)

You the Dark-Hunter?" Kyrian arched a brow. "You the flunky?" "I don't like your tone." "And I dont't like you. Now that we've dispensed with the introductions and have declared our mutual distaste for one another, why don't you take me to the one who holds your leash?

Don’t worry. I won’t send you off without warning. Just stand there and be awed by my beauty. It’s the safest mode around me. (Savitar)

What made you so unforgiving? (Simone) Be grateful that you have the luxury of asking me that question. Pray to whatever god you worship that you’ll always be ignorant. (Xypher)

On Mardi Gras, she got his soul back and freed him. (Wulf) Oh man, that sucks. Now he’s going to have to join Kyrian on the geriatric patrol. (Chris)