Snippets of Stories

“Calm down, you overgrown fireball, I’m teasing you,” Asura said, chuckling. Samil clenched his jaw, irritated, but said nothing, not wanting to give the Demon king the reaction he wanted. “You’re easy to anger, you know that?”

“I’m aware. I’ve been around for over 2000 years,” he said, moving past Asura and into his room as he spoke.

“2000 is young, I’ve been stuck in this clusterfuck of universes for billions.” He closed his door and followed Samil, who ran his hands lightly along Asura’s red furniture as he walked.

“Yet you still haven’t seemed to figure out how much of an obnoxious, self absorbed, prick you are.”

"Are you bloody sure about this? I don't know if-" Snail began.

"Bloody? Yes. Sure? Decidedly not. But it would help if you could stop wittering and pull the damned thing out!" Brie growled, looking down at the red mess of her shirt and the arrow in her side.

“You found something?” The Dove asks, leaning forward in his chair.
“Well, yes.” I grin. “Why else would I have called a meeting?”
“You didn’t ‘call’ a meeting.” The Raven interjects. “You burst into the meeting room and screamed ‘Nerium’.”
“And then I screamed ‘will be defeated thanks to me’.”
“After we were all in here, ready to fight.” Jaunyé points out.
“Same thing.” I wave the comment away. “Anyway, I have the solution to your woes.”

"Yell at abandoned buildings! Commit arson! All in the name of stupid emotions!" Stella cheered Davin on as they both did as was described by Stella.