indie

My spirit is free. My heart is taken.

I was, a near grown man, sat in his dank, dark and rickety digs, feverishly hovering about the glare of a computer screen like a disorientated moth, one searching for a flaming light of recognition from someone/anyone!

Get done with the damn sibling rivalry and let's get back with the task at hand here so we can figure out what we're going to do.

Zarah, you do know that we are supposed to be a graceful species, don't you?

What is on that memory stick, if you don__ mind me asking?__he was following him back into his apartment when he asked, and realized she still clutched it.__omething I never want to see again.

We're fragile things, Harb. It doesn't look like it but we are. We're here one minute, and just like that, we're gone. The Peacemakers (The Nemesis Engines)

If there's something I'm not good at, it's usually because I just organically despise it. I can't help that. I'm fabulous at too many other things to waste my time faking it.

You__e fearless.__raven laughed loudly and shook his head. Zarah frowned and crossed her arms over her chest.__o, I__ not. Trust me. I__ scared all the time. You scare the living hell out of me.__er jaw dropped. __ scare you?___nyone who isn__ scared of you is insane.