Re: kitchen
He pulled out his main deck, thumbing through the cards, half to reassure himself Al hadn't squirreled one away and half to familiarize himself with them again.
"I'm missing Quisty, Shiva and Siren." Great. Damned blonds. Pulling out a few of the GF cards he studied them. "they probably don't have monsters on their moon ready to eat them Quisty, no reason to shoot people like bullets to a creaky old space station and no sorceresses to send spinning through the stars. Should have just sent *her* into the moon. Better yet, the *sun*. Stupid pacifistic asshole." his tone was distracted and carried the feeling of an old, worn out argument.