Cassiopeia's View a choir of angels

[table width=80%][tr][td]It wasn't that he liked picking on the "weakest" of their group - it was more that Marmion was such an easy target and that he couldn't help it. Oh - who was he kidding? Of course it brought him slight satisfaction whenever he proved to be on top of things more than the yearling. He believed his actions to be justified though; everyone needed to be fooled in a world so seriously strange. Without his tricks he believed the life of the other would be a long, boring drag.

Then you better shape up for our future trips together. He grinned sweetly. It wasn't that bad that he had to go out for dinner whenever they settled somewhere. Fine - you'll get free dinner for today, little slowpoke. He teased, not caring if his words hurt Marmion.[/tr][/td][/table]