Mr. Sunderland

Hey, I have this lizard in here.

It's little and pink.

You can talk to it but it just kind of stares at you.

I know this is silly, but can anyone think of a good name for my cat? I've had her a while now and I can't just keep calling her "kitty."

She's a girl cat... well I guess I said that, and she's kind of orange-y. And she purrs a lot.

This kitten I got from Kain and Blythe is the sweetest little thing. She slept on my bed last night.

I never had an animal before, except for the lizard and the butterfly.

Well, I guess butterflies aren't really animals.

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I should have known. I should have seen that there was something wrong with Brandy. But Metatron was sick and already told us to welcome any newcomers, so I just didn't think...

At least I didn't tell her any deep secrets. Well, mostly because I don't really have any, but I didn't.

I got the talisman from Emerald. It's a dagger, with a snake on it. I just hope we can help Metatron soon. I'm... worried.

[Filtered to Blythe]

Are you all right? Let me know if you need anything. I've still been reading those books about healing, though sometimes the terms make my head spin.

This place looks like hell.

Well, actually that is the other--

What the hell is that lizard doing here?

It's my pet lizard, Rosa.

Jesus, I always knew you were weird, Sunderland.

There's no need to--

No wonder this place looks awful if it's you taking care of it.

Look, Mr. Braintree, I didn't invite you here.

You know my garbage disposal is still stopped up.

Do you know you're dea- never mind.

This is pretty weird, that Niflheim set fire to our place and it got that far. I'm not happy. But we don't have time to go get back at them right now.

I guess I'm just going to wait and see what happens.

Those things outside... Is everyone safe?

I have a steel pipe. I think... it must be to hit them with.

Ryuzaki is gone. Any time I get a friend here, they go.

I know it can't be my fault but I can't help wishing I'd had a chance to say good-bye.

I loved him like a son. At least I got a chance to tell him that.

I probably shouldn't put this where you all can see it; it's like I'm begging for pity. But I just... don't want to be alone right now.

"I'm sorry" just doesn't cover some things. But I am sorry. To everyone.

And I'm not like that. I hope everybody knows that. I'm just... an old man.

So which one of you hot chicks is ready to show an old man a good time? Or dudes, hey, I'm not about to discriminate. I've got a whole bottle of Viagra!

Come on, people, there's a fucking lizard staring at me and I'm BORED BORED BORED out of my mind.

Thank you to everyone for all the nice presents for me and the butterfly. He's still doing OK, by the way. Come spring I'll let him outside in the garden. If they live that long, which maybe here they do.

I'm glad Rosa's tank has a top to it. Because sometimes I think she's staring at him.