#blacktalks

"No Becky, I did not eat your God forsaken yogurt from the break room fridge."

"If you ever try that make me a sandwhich bullshit here you would immediately get kicked in the ass and then face certain death, and there is nothing that my people would do about it. For its mainly females who run the governments and militaries. A female clan leader in the Freelands is quite common in fact."

"I think I lost any sense of fear, I mean for myself that is. After those series or incidents with that.....god I have blocked off some emotions. All the better to cope with since without that shield I would be broken beyond repair. So I don't give a flying fuck about whatever the hell happens to me!" :"D He blew a plume of smoke from his pipe and leaned back in his old office chair and slammed his hands on his desk.

"A midst the chaos of recent events my son started to speak. He's growing up well actually, but I am guessing he is blind. He still hasn't gained the skill of walking yet, but he's trying to crawl." Black was actually smiling. He sat on the floor and reached for the clone while it made attempts to stand up.

"Where hell is my pipe? It's the only thing that keeps me sane when at the council meeting!"

"I sound like a puppet Master? Do I? Odd...."