Once again, I am using my headcanons in this.
Shamura, showing the picture of another god they have to kill: and this is our next objective.
Kallamar: I could take them.
Shamura: I do not doubt your abilities in combat but I do not think you could beat them in a fight.
Kallamar: a fight...? Yeah, no, I could never beat them in a duel.
Shamura: then what were you talking about?
Kallamar:
Shamura: what were you talking about
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Leshy: Anybody got any crayons so I can color in my Ph. D.?
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Narinder, walking in the room with the biggest tome about necromancy you can imagine: You know what I’ve realized?
Heket: Some thoughts are better left unsaid?
Narinder: Nice try, anyways-
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Basically their last discussion before Narinder got chained:
Shamura: What is wrong with you?
Narinder: Many, many things...
Narinder: And most of them are your fucking fault.
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Shamura, newly crowned and on their way to kill their first god: Underestimate me. That'll be fun.
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Narinder, four years old: I want to grow up to be like Shamura!
Kallamar, already done with everything: that's called developing a socipathic disorder.
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Leshy: Heyyy Narinder, how’s your… drink??
Narinder: What do you mean drink? It’s coffee.
Leshy: You sure?? *Looks to coffee maker*
Narinder: *Looks to coffee maker*
*Cement sitting beside the coffee maker*
Narinder:...I’m on my third fucking drink right now, I should be dead.
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Heket: I typed "whiny bitch" into my GPS and guess what? I'm in your driveway.
Kallamar:
Heket: Vroom vroom, come out already.
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Leshy: Cronch.
Leshy: You hear that? That's the sound of me eating sticks.
Shamura: No, don’t—
Leshy: Too late.
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Shamura: Sorry I can’t be emotionally vulnerable with you we're in a fucking war.
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Leshy: Hey, wanna hear a funny joke?
Narinder: I only like dark humor.
Leshy, turning the lights off: What do you call a fake noodle?
Narinder:
Leshy: An IMPASTA!
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Leshy, first time visiting a zoo: What are they in for?
Shamura: Leshy, this isn't prison.
Leshy: So they can leave?
Shamura: No, but-
Leshy, pointing at a bird: I bet that one murdered someone.
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Shamura: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without?
Kallamar: Narinder, probably.
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Leshy: Hey, Heket, where are you going?
Heket: Well, it depends. When I die, probably hell.
Heket: But right now I’m going to McDonald’s. Do you want an happy meal?
they couldn't let buck and taylor stay friends bc she would have been so tired of this bullshit so long again and been like evan buckley if you don't get your shit together and tell eddie you're in love with him so help me god i will announce it on the 5 o'clock news that two firefighters at the 118 are lovesick idiots incapable of just fucking talking to each other so how can they possibly be trusted with the people of los angeles