Channelknight Fadran

"Well alrighty! You're my master now, birdo."

"Not yet you aren't. Them baby dragons over there need to grow their wings first."

"Seems harmless enough." Djinn snapped his fingers. "Boom. Done." @Condensation

"Hm. Pretty name. Better than Dave, at least." "Umm... Guardian?"

"What would it help?" Ellis looked at it. "Do you think I could get it off?"

"That's fair. What's your name?"

"As long as it isn't harming you."

"Is it hurting you at all?"

"I'm always ready." He frowned. "So... what's that... slime stuff?"

"Okay, just..." Djinn sighed. "Okay. First thing's first." He snapped his fingers. "Boom. Spirit and not word. Next wish, again?"

"Hey... I'm not gonna hurt you."

Ellis frowned. "Are those... puppies?"

"I can hear you, too."

"Get some hot dogs."

"I'm sure that you're just too cool for a bond of your own, little kippy."

Trace turned away, breaking from Janice's hold. "You win." She said, tossing her hands in frustration. "YOU WIN! Okay? You happy?" Janice watched her with concern. "I didn't... I never meant..." "You're right." Trace growled. "I'm imperfect. In fact, I'm far from it. I'm a horrible person, if you could even call me that." "Trace... I didn't mean to--" "You didn't mean to what? Shame me for everything I've done and call me a fraud?" She took long, powerful strides at Janice. Janice cowed back slightly. "If you thought you were going to change me or something, then you were dead wrong!" Trace pushed Janice down. "I don't care what you think of me! I don't care what the world thinks of me! If I'm a horrible, terrible, evil murderer, then so be it! At least I'm stronger than you'll ever be, with your crazy childish dreams of being this perfect friend and living life by laughing and smiling all the time!" Her face contorted into a wild glare/grin. "Well guess what, Janice? You failed! I'm not going back, and I'm not going to suddenly become some sweet little angel! I am going to KILL YOU, and I know EXACTLY HOW." Janice whimpered. She yelped as Trace backhanded her across the face, even though she couldn't feel anything. "Go ahead and hate me." Trace growled. "Go ahead and hurt me all you want! Throw everything you have at me, little wimp, because none of it is going to save you." She turned around, her consciousness stirring, and an angry tear of pure hatred rolled down her cheek. "I can take it."

"I'll take that as a yes. Melody, want to go back into town with me to buy some hot dogs?"

"Dang it. Loopholes. Those are my domain!"

"Sweet! You available tonight?"

Dave turned to Phaedrus, gesturing with his claw. "I like this one. Did you bond him?" "No."

"My master gets the wishes, and my master is..." Djinn looked down at Cadence. "Umm... what's your name?"

"Great, thanks! What's your name?"