Floyd/Contacts

The Quick

Adeline: ...I'm sorry she had to see what she saw. But she's nice though. I like her. / It's a Quick. When they smile at you, they either want something or are planning something. Don't trust her. No Quick is THAT nice. Remember the LAST one who was all warm and cozy and smiling? Yeah. Whatever.

Astra: Another Necromancer. This one is different from the three-eyed one though. She didn't try to pull favors from me out of both ends. She just wanted me to let my guard down and tell her everything I know. Like every other Quick in Prospect. / Look, bitch. We don't need any of your friendship or whatever shit your spewing this week. Take your skeleton-totting friend and go blow. We have better things to do, like watch time pass.

Beckett: Yet another Quick. He's something weird, but I haven't been able to put my finger on it. He helped me out in a pinch, but now he just probes me for info and then vanishes. So. Typical Quick. / Who cares what blood runs in your veins. The Hopi are dead! You will be too, and then you'll get what you want first-hand, just like all of your others did.

Bobbi: ...She has all the friendliness as a used car saleswoman. / Never trust a Necromancer.

^ No one. It's me, my hammer, my car and a ridiculous number of Spectres. I got work to do.

Ann: ...Sin's first girlfriend. Bookworm. Nerdy. One hell of a gun-eye. Don't get her mad though. My ear-drums are still burning and I don't even HAVE those anymore. Ran off with Sin-Eater I guess./Good riddance. She was bad news with how much she spent time among the dead. You should have killed her in melee practice! Make her a permanent resident!

Delphine: See what I mean? Never trust a Quick. / I warned you about trusting Quick! She may have given you some toys and a crash pad but where is she now? EXACTLY.

Madame Zara ...She was helpful! And wise. Apart from that though, she is very...well, like her kind. Gone now, I guess, to other Necropoli. / Fate is just 2/3rds coersion, 1/3rd bullshit. She just hides the 1/3rd with a pleasant face and warm advice.

Sinita ...She's a Proctor. Don't let the legions hear that though. While I give her a lot of grief, she's one of the few friends I don't think is going to sell me out in the end. Just for that? I don't mind living in this hole with her. Alas, like most women I've known. She's gone too. Probably with Ann. / I'd be afraid of her if it wasn't for the fact we're dead! The only thing she wants to do with the dead is command people. Eh. Let her. She'll go back to her margaritas and happy hour and then it'll just be you and me again...

Spiridon ...You really think I'm gonna say anything about him? Get real. … Fine! He doesn't like me. It's alright now. I guess he got bored ruling a town that didn't even know he existed. / It's bitches like him that makes us Renegades.

Thana: Apparently an Angel...but I think Demon, given how she spun her story. For a demon interested in gaining my soul she really did just cry all the time. Maybe she cried all the way back to hell? Who knows. / Oh woe is me! Doth caterpillar over yonder hath died now do as I say! I'm not going to listen to you no matter how many tears you spill. Stick your face in Oblivion's Maw and stop wasting our time.