Alex Carpenter wrote:"You know," Alex shouted, his voice weird and echoey as he bulked up from the thing's armor, a kind of righteous annoyance bordering on anger flashing through him, "We're kind of at risk of death here, you want to tell us what the fucking score is, Regan?" He charged at the next guard, bringing a much more powerful blow in against the thing to try to drive it to the ground.
"How should I know?" Regan shrugs. The demon guard fell to the ground with Alex, grabbing for him. Time to break out the grappling rules.
"I don't even know how you got here. God. I'm not to blame for everything, you know?"
Steve Jones wrote:"If she even is Regan anymore," Steve said, warding off any demons trying to get close.
Regan also seems be keeping her distance from Steve. Damn paladins.
One of the remaining two demon guards not wrestling with Alex thrusts a spear at Steve, trying to take him out.
"Oh I dunno, wondering where the hell you went, getting sucked into hell, seeing you turned into some kinda demon queen?" she says, looking pissed. Well, as pissed as Kay can look while petting a ghost dog, which is to say not very.
"Yeah, I get abandoned in hell by my so-called friends, who show up to crash my wedding and blow up my husband and I'm the bad guy," Regan says. "Real cool, Kay."
It was hard to tell if Regan was joking or honestly bitter about this. It was probably both. It usually was with her.