Sigvard/Contacts

Beckett:: "Probably the truest ally and friend I've ever met...perhaps more than those words can describe. Carried my bones, cared for my shell, and made my continued existence at least meaningful to something beyond my own selfish need for satisfaction. There's more to him than I know now, but I'm sure it will come in time. There's nothing that I wouldn't risk to help him for all he's done for me. ""When I get my hands on the thing you've been striving most for...I plan to wring every drop of agony from it that we can...seasoned fresh for my own enjoyment - then Banished to Oblivion when it is left spent and wasted."

Bobo:: "We're not so different, you and I. We came from the two sides of a similar coin. That small difference between us carved a chasm in the way we think. I don't agree with you on some things...and likewise you don't with me. Still - despite that fact...I'm sure we can be Frenemies, or better yet - allies...on some sort of front." "There's someone there knocking...but I can't see you. Just so we're clear - his is MY territory and I don't see YOU in it. Grow and fester, and when the time is right - I'll hunt you...consume you, and be the top of this Shithole's food-chain."

Floyd: "I heard a few things about you when I arrived, just as you had heard so much of before I had shown. Yet we find you suddenly different than was described...You've gone through something terrible - and it only seems to continue to haunt you...More than even I think Bobo deals with. What have you wrought upon yourself...I wonder... ""Give in. Give in. Give IN. GI**V̶̪̾E̶̙̍ ̸̻̎Ị̸͊Ṅ̷̢.̴̗̉ ̷̧̌G̷̲̑Ĩ̵͙V̶͓͝Ȇ̵̩ ̸̖͠I̸̝͠N̵̛̲.̴̞̋ ̵̲̀G̸̦̽I̴͙͗V̶̪͋E̶̛̟ ̶̭͐I̷̪̓Ṉ̸̛.̶͍́ ̵͕͂G̷̲̈́I̷̚͜V̶̨̈́E̶̻͊ ̵̬͐Ị̷͝N̶͚̅.̷͉̓ ̷͇͋L**IKE YOU'RE ALMOST THERE. I CAN ALMOST FUCKING FEEL IT."

Conn: "There's a brightness here that's hard to manage. Kind of hard to look at...not from lack of appearance - but in the brilliance of their aura. Still - seems level headed. More than most folk I have met." "I hate them. I don't know why - But I NEED to crush them. I Can feel it pulling at me, something in them makes me hungry."

Wick: "Another cursed pair of eyes. I'm sorry you've had to see the things you did. Had you died from what had occurred - that would have been a truly unsettlingly sad set of affairs...let alone a massive breach of the Dictuum Mortuum. I hope you're more careful out there." "SOOoooo you think yourself a BRIGHT and SHINGING light to push-back the shadows? That's not how this works kid. You'll soon learn that the brightest candle gets snuffed out the fastest.THE WICK'S BURNING, BOY! AHAHhAHHAHhAHHAH!"