TimeTrap raised her head and looked pointedly at St. John. “It was a dimensional portal, silly. Duh.
There’s a head inside the ball?” Surefire turned a shade paler along the edges of her face paint. “It is good,” Coatl responded. “Makes the ball lighter, bounce farther.” “You always want to get a head in the game,” Raven added.
I hadn't realized she could shrink... It makes sense now with the tricks Ari was able to perform with her." "She wasn't born that way. Her mother was a scientist working to reduce subatomic particles." "And whose mom isn't?" Raven joked. "Was Rick Mo...
Typical Xochi, leaving out important, death-related details.
You're all here. Mixed in a bit with some of my cells. May have to redefine our relationship after this.
You will need to verify your identity with a sacrifice." "Didn't you ever hear of retina scans? Maybe fingerprints? Something less invasive?
Hell hath no fury like a queen scorned."... ...That would be the last time he made a crack about being a flamer to someone with a flamethrower for hands. Though he'd really lost it when Raven sang the lyric to Disco Inferno.
