flings comics across room bursts into flames

[thatbastard]

It's cute, you trying to figure out how my world works - as if there's some kind of underlying truth to it all, when you know it was cobbled together by idiots and charlatans and drugs. You want to figure out all the rules. Well, there aren't any. There aren't even any real secrets, as I've said. You want to write me down in proper neat little lines and say what I can and can't do. Hah. That's why you can barely play me. Write all you want - you'll never know.

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[family_roots]

I get that a lot. You wouldn't be seeing me at all except that there is this grand plan I'm supposed to help with. I've spent most of my time rebuilding the Parliament.

[thatbastard]

I probably wasn't told about this for a reason, just so you know.

[ A reason like "because he nearly ended the world not all that long ago."]

[family_roots]

I didn't really figure telling you would change all that much, you never came across as the team player type.

[A shrug and hands were jammed into her pockets.]

The way I see it I am the Queen of all mixed kids, demon, elemental, flesh, plant, Red, Green and everything in between. I think when it comes to laws of nature and fate I've bucked the odds pretty well. Long story short, I'm not worried.

[thatbastard]

Not entirely true. It's just that my "teams" tend to die messily and it's hard to recruit a new one after the word gets out.

Sounds grand. [Faintly sardonic.] Good luck, then. Look up Tim Hunter, maybe. He's probably much more your style.