Quotes About Myrnin

I don't see a way in," Eve whispered. Why are you whispering?" Myrnin whispered back. "Vampires can hear us, anyway.

What about Myrnin?' Eve swallowed, almost choked, and Michael patted her kindly on the back. She beamed at him. 'Myrnin? Oh yeah. He did a Batman and took off into the night. What is with that guy, Claire? If he was a superhero, he'd be Bipolar Man.

Take her home. And-" "Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times," Myrnin said, much too sharply. "I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.

I so rarely have the chance to field-test anything. Amelie is so conservative about these things -Myrnin

Bishop was all done with the witty conversation. 'Will you swear?' And Myrnin said, shockingly, 'I will.' And he proceeded to, a string of swearwords that made Claire blink. He ended with, '—frothy fool-born apple-john! Cheater of vandals and defiler of dead dogs!' and did another twirl and bow. He looked up with a red, red grin that was more like a leer. 'Is that what you meant, my lord?

I had a good teacher. Better not have been Myrnin or I'll have to kick his predatory ass. I mean you, dummy.

Are you in the car that's almost caused three accidents on North Vance? Hannah asked. Because I'm following you with my lights flashing, and whoever's driving isn't pulling over. Let him go, Claire said. Trust me. You aren't going to get him to stop. Oh, God. It's Myrnin, isn't it? Tell that police lady to stop chasing me, Myrnin said, annoyed, from the front seat. Really, I'm not THAT bad at this.

She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... you know, better. Define BETTER with that guy. Not all fangs and raaaaar.

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

Claire was struggling through last summer's diary volume when Myrnin popped in through the portal, wearing a big floppy black hat and a kind of crazy/stylish pimp coat that covered him from neck to ankles, black leather gloves, and a black and silver walking stick with a dragon's head on it. And, on his lapel was a button that said, If you can read this, thank a teacher.

I lifted one foot from the brackish water, and the bunny slippers were soaked and drooped pathetically. Even the fangs seemed robbed of any charm. Don't worry, I told it. Someone will pay for your suffering. Heavily. With screaming. I felt I should repeat it for the other slipper, in case there should be any bad feelings between the two. One should never create tension between ones's footwear. --POV is Myrnin, page 221

And before you ask, no, you're not driving, Myrnin. I remember the last time.' 'That accident was not my fault.' 'You were the only one on the road, and the mailbox actually didn't leap out in front of you. No arguments. You sit in the back, too.

How'd you get to be so good at this? I had a good teacher. Better not have been Myrnin or I'll have to kick his predatory ass. I mean you, dummy. Oh.

Myrnin, drive carefully. Understand? Of course. He didn't.

It's only a hunting spider, it won't hurt you. -Myrnin So not the point! -Claire Oh, pish. It's just another living creature. Nothing to be frightened of, if handled properly. I think I'll call him Bob. Bob the spider. -Myrnin You're insane. -Claire

does you costume involve leather? she'd asked. and he'd said, Actually, yeah, it might. it really did. it involved a leather dog collar, leather pants and a leash, and the leash was held by Ysandre, who was in skintight red rubber, from neck to knee high boots. she'd topped it off with a pair of devil horns and a red tridant. she'd made Shane her dog, complete with furry dog mask. ***Breathe, Myrnin said. I'm not much for it myself, but i hear it's quite good for humans.***

That's very rude, Myrnin said. I haven't brought my fangs our for some time. Not in mixed company, anyway.

Did you bring me a hamburger? Did I-No,Myrnin,I didn't bring you a hamburger.Bizarre.He'd never asked for that before. Coffee? It's late. Doughnuts? No. What good are you then?

Amelie said, "I won't be your servant in Morganville. Nor should you be mine. Equals." She offered her hand to him, and he looked down at it, clearly taken aback. But he took it. "Now defend what is ours, my partner." He grinned … grinned! … and whirled to meet Myrnin in midleap as Myrnin attacked.

Knowing Myrnin, there could be anything inside, from a body he'd forgotten about to his dirty laundry.

Who's Myrnin? Claire controlled an urge to roll her eyes. Badass crazy vampire scientist who's my boss. You realize no part of that sentence made sense, right?

You never heard ofplugging her in ? My God, Myrnin, you made a vampire computer?

Myrnin was silent for a beat, and then he said, Bob would be very disappointed in you.

Myrnin came in from the back room, carrying a load of books, which he dropped with a loud bang on the floor to glare at the two of them. Excuse me, he said, but when did my lab become appropriate for snogging? What's snogging? Shane asked. Ridiculous displays of inappropriate affection in front of me. Roughly translated. And what are you doing here?