He Was Death, And He'd Ridden In

You Always Obey Him? (medea)if I Didn't Want To Live, I'd Stop Taking Human Souls And Expire. It Would Be A Lot Less Painful Than Crossing Stryker. (devyn)

As A Child, He Had Hardened His Heart And Learned To Take Their Punches. He Had Learned To Spit Back And Take Down Anyone Who Cast A Jaundiced Eye Or Who Made A Comment About Either Him, His Mother, Or His Sister. He’d Told Himself That He Didn’t Need Anyone’s Love Or Caring. And So He Had Learned To Live Like A Feral Animal, Always Ready To Strike Out When Someone Tried To Touch Him.

A Clever Enemy Would Kiss My Hand, Then Stab At My Back While I Was Distracted. (stryker) A Coward’s Action. Truly. Don’t Insult Either One Of Us With Such A Suggestion. I Don’t Believe In Petty Juvenile Attacks. I Go After What I Want, And When It’s The Life Of An Enemy I Don’t Want There To Be Any Mistaking My Intention. If You’re Worth My Hatred, Then You’re Worth My Letting You Know That I’m Coming For You. (zephyra)

A Man May Publish Anything Which Twelve Of His Countrymen Think Not Blamable.

A Pox On Both His Testicles! (esperetta)