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The Thieves of Nottica QUOTES

The Thieves of Nottica QUOTES

1 " Rigg laughed softly at Lisa’s deadpan joke, but she halted when she noticed the back of Lisa’s neck: the factory number had been shaved away, roughly and angrily. Frowning in confusion, Rigg gently rubbed her fingers over the scrape, and Lisa flinched as if it hurt.
“If someone saw this, you could be scrapped,” Rigg said anxiously.
“I know,” was the soft reply. “I believe freedom is worth that risk. "

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2 " Morganith snorted and didn’t lower her weapon. “One girl can cause alotta trouble, Hari. You and I are proofa that. "

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3 " As if the president gives a crap about demons and what they go through just because her father’s got horns?” Morganith returned. “She never opens her coward mouth about the quiet oppression the demons -- your people -- face every single day --!”
“Our people,” Hari calmly corrected.
“No,” said Morganith at once. “Halflings have never been anyone’s people. "

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4 " Yeah, I’m listenin’,” Morganith answered, “and Arda once told me pregnant Alteri women can see what might come to pass, not what will come to pass. What they see is just what people chose to do of their own shitty free will, not what they were forced to do by some gods. "

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5 " Spent my whole life,” Morganith went on, staring miserably into her drink, “thinkin’ that out there somewhere was ah woman who would love me incredibly and I would love her incredibly. Like ah fire consumin’ the very air. Then I meet her, and she leaves me.” Morganith snapped her fingers lazily. “Just like that. "

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6 " Yes,” Lisa said with the usual blank honestly. She frowned. “Was that a sincere question? Or a scolding rhetorical question akin to Harilotecca’s speech patterns? "

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7 " Yes, very good,” sang Governor Evrard, as if he had successfully explained that two and two made four. "

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8 " Rigg shrugged. “I know it makes you feel better, but I think it’s arrogant to believe in anything anyway.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah,” Rigg said, frowning at the clouds. “No one can really know what’s out there. People are too small in the grand scheme of things. Saying we know and understand the gods is like a bug saying they know and understand our airships. They don’t and they can’t.”

Hari smiled. “Fair enough. "

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9 " Lisa’s head was tilted back and she was staring at the wall with her mouth open. “It’s . . . beautiful,” she whispered, touching a slender hand to her breasts.
“It’s graffiti,” Rigg said flatly.
Lisa shook her head in awe. “And it’s beautiful.”
Rigg peered up at the wall. “Huh? "

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10 " You’re a terrorist, notta rebel,” Morganith added darkly, “and we’re done philosophizing. Give us the lockbox and we’ll kill you.”
Natasha looked at Morganith uncertainly. “Don’t you mean ‘or’ you’ll kill us?”
“No, I mean ‘and. "

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11 " Aside from that, however, Rigg didn’t mind being ugly. In fact, she liked herself and just pretended that she didn’t when she was around other women. For there was nothing so criminal as a woman liking herself. "

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12 " Rigg pressed her back against a tree and closed her eyes, wishing she could have died in a less humiliating way. She supposed it could have been worse: the frog could have been a cute mechanical bunny. "

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13 " I believe Evrard already knows where his lockbox is,” Hari calmly explained. “That’s not what he wants us for or we’d be in his possession right now. The note was clearly an invitation.”
Morganith shook her head, and the distant glow of the streetlights seeped through the cracks of the boarded window, touching her mussed wreath of hair. “Really, Hari? Evrard’s invitin’ us ta tea after we stole from him? Well, hot damn. Maybe he ain’t so bad after all.” She set her feet on the coffee table "

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