Azrael B./Stereotypes

There aren't any words for the disdain I have. I owe you one.

You choose to be independent, good on you.

I haven't needed on so far, why start now?

You're kidding? Right?

The big bad. Except, well, they /are/ big and bad.

Mortals playing with reality. That isn't strange at all.

After this long, you'd think I would have encountered one.

I was like you once, a long time ago. Too long.

After this long, you'd think I would have encountered one.