SAINTS & MARTYRS.

          ❛  WELL, IT’S ALL AS WELL TO THAT, young master.  ❜     lotto stoppers a bottle, sets it on a nearby shelf, and reaches for another.  it’s methodical work, easy to get lost in, but he knows better than to let his focus drift : apothecaries rarely get to nearing eighty if they don’t learn that lesson fast.     ❛  reckon some folks’d be a lot less keen on certain, ah, remedies if they could see what goes in ‘em.  some secrets are best kept strictly within the trade.  ❜     and he taps his nose with a conspiratorial wink, grinning.

          ❛  ONLY THE ONES WHERE people with cameras are following me to the police station.  ❜     of course, word is out.  overnight, suspected hit and run has become possible first degree murder, and just when kit is beginning to settle into a life where she’s both an orphan and an heiress, she feels like she’s back to day one.  the shock.  the confusion.  the flash of cameras.  anouk’s concerned eyes following her out of the room.  she’d insisted on coming to this meeting by herself, and now she’s here early, she refuses to let herself regret it, pulse beating anxious and quick.     ❛  are you always this forward with grieving witnesses?  ❜

❛  this is quite homoerotic.  ❜

❛  sorry, i’m a twat.  ❜

❛  don’t hurt me, please, i’ve got asthma!  ❜

❛  they know more about this place than i do.  nobody knows more than i do!  ❜

❛  only in the bloody countryside.  ❜

❛  you went to murder rehab?  ❜

❛  we could’ve used you an hour ago for naked hide and seek.  ❜

❛  note the sarcasm.  ❜

❛  i’m not gonna hurt you.  i’m gonna bloody kill you!  ❜

❛  this is gonna end in tears.  ❜

❛  give me one good bloody reason why i should, one good reason why i shouldn’t keep screaming!  ❜

❛  i know everything.  and it says so on the bottom of the screen.  ❜

❛  thank you for that disney moment.  ❜

❛  they ate eyeballs, they drank blood, they had sex with animals, but they did not pluck out each other’s hearts, ‘cause obviously that would’ve been weird.  ❜

❛  are you always this dressy for a murder investigation?  ❜

❛  god help me.  the stories are true.  ❜

❛  mobiles, landlines, tin cans with bits of string!  everything, absolutely everything.  no phons, phones all broken.  hello, anyone there?  no, ‘cause the phones aren’t working!  ❜

❛  of course, bananas are far more interesting.  ❜

❛  oh, right, their heads must explode all the time.  ❜

❛  you wanna be in charge?  you need to have significantly bigger balls.  ❜

❛  uh, he’s guessing.  typical medic.  ❜

❛  let’s all have sex.  ❜

❛  and i thought the end of the world couldn’t get any worse.  ❜

❛  one day i’ll have the chance to save your life, and i’ll watch you suffer and die!  ❜

❛  sometimes a little technobabble is good for the soul.  ❜

❛  what you do in private is none of our business.  ❜

❛  this is [name’s] voicemail, don’t leave a message.  ❜

❛  some fetishes should be kept to yourself.  ❜

❛  oh, you are warped on the inside.  how do you think of these things?  ❜

❛  all i want to do today is marry you.  that’s all i want to do.  ❜

❛  i was brought up never to speak ill of the dead.  even if they still do most of the talking for themselves.  ❜

❛  we don’t have a song!  and if we did have a song, it wouldn’t be this song.  ❜

               he’s no stranger to the SCRUTINY of queens. this one encounter, though, may just matter more than it usually would. he’d rather have kit loretta approve of him than not, elias realizes, especially given her connection to anouk. he takes a SLIGHT BOW, the mischievous spark of green eyes for once dimmed. ❛ at your service. ❜ he doesn’t have the heart to tell her not to be WARY of him ; perhaps she should be, and given her circumstances, he expects nothing less of her.❛ i’m surprised you’ve heard of me. i’m merely a family friend. ❜ he ever so rarely avoids getting involved in a city’s politics, after all. IRONICALLY, it seems he’ll keep landing into the same kind of situation regardless.

          ❛  OH, I DON’T THINK i’m much good for imagining things.  anne’s much better at that than i am.  ❜     though perfectly happy to join in, anne’s ideas and natural affinity for storytelling make diana content to let her friend take the lead in all of their games.     ❛  she’s ever so convincing.  once we imagined the wood behind green gables was haunted, and i couldn’t go near it after dark for weeks.  ❜     an affected shudder, pretty face curled in a frown.  she and anne had terrified themselves beyond all reason about that wood–––she still remembers the evening anne had appeared on her doorstep, breathless and trembling, after miss cuthbert made her take the woodland path to the barrys’ house one night.  it had cured them both of letting imagination run away with them, that was for sure and certain.