Black Meridian 23: Reptile
lyric poured another drink, shrugged. “what i always have.”
Black Meridian 06: Old Guns
lyric said gruffly. "no don't!" the wolf cried, as lyric grabbed his ankle and dragged him back into the central thoroughfare.
Black Meridian 19: Hold Me Close
lyric laughed, his mind swimming back to fulbright.
Black Meridian 15: Psychic Eyes
That suited lyric fine. "can i help ya partner?" the fox asked, squinting at lyric and sipping a mug of steaming black coffee. "aw, shucks i sure hope so." lyric said, slurring his words.
Black Meridian 22: Jack in the Box
lyric laughed. "of course." the leopard tsked as lyric went over to him. "so you two _will_ be leaving then." he said. "i've been practicing with the..." lyric held a paw up. "i need ya' here pal, looking after her." he said. "please, narem.
We Regret to Inform You of a Funeral Cancellation
Well a couple mourners gathered, and a bunch more came to stare. Course all the casual killers came, who'd left him lying there. They bought a discount casket and a requiem was said For the funeral was scheduled, for burying the dead. Well the...
Black Meridian 16: To The Gallows
With a grin, he returned his glare to lyric and grinned. "speak of the devil eh?" lyric frowned, heart sinking as a tall, narrow-shouldered raccoon walked slowly into the room.
Black Meridian 17: The Calm Before
"lyric _is_ a good person; he wants to help people. do you think it is at all possible fletcher is confused, not sure if he wants to be _with_ lyric, or rather wants to simply _be_ lyric?" "i don't know." narem muttered.
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
Fletcher glanced to lyric, cupping his muzzle. "lyric, we're gonna pull the nails out now, so... brace yourself." "you... you... fuckin' idiot."
Black Meridian 12: Mystic Horizon
Since lyric first woke up, there had simply been too much to do, and the jackal had been spending a lot of his time asleep. "you didn't sit here to talk about lyric though." dope said.
Black Meridian 11: Yellow Eyes
He remembered what aloysius said about the person lyric used to be. "how _did_ you meet?" he asked gently. lyric's history seemed like such a mystery - fletcher was dying for any information that could shed even a glimpse of light on the jackal.
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
_" lyric screamed, and the baron pulled the lever. ... over the crowd, fletcher did not hear lyric's cry. he did however, hear the crowd roar as the trapdoor fell.