As you know, Bob, your name is Bob.
Mar. 6th, 2010 09:56 amSo I'm reading City of Bones and so far I'm cautiously optimistic... but goddamn, the first chapter has some of the most hamfisted exposition I've ever seen.
"So," he said. "You still haven't told me if there are any other of your kind with you."
Your kind? Clary wondered what he was talking about. Maybe she'd stumbled into some kind of gang war.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The blue-haired boy's tone was pained but surly.
"He means other demons," said the dark-haired boy, speaking for the first time. "You do know what a demon is, don't you?" You're saying he is a demon, so I should think so.
The boy tied to the pillar turned his face away, his mouth working.
"Demons," drawled the blond boy, tracing the word on the air with his finger. Can't you at least change your Draco Malfoy expy's hair color? "Religiously defined as hell's denizens, the servants of Satan, but understood here, for the purposes of the Clave, to be any malevolent spirit whose origin is outside our own home dimension--"
"That's enough, Jace," said the girl. Imagine if someone happened to be nearby and overhear. Why, they would get a tantalizing hint at our backstory!
"Isabelle's right," agreed the taller boy. "Nobody here needs a lesson in semantics--or demonology." Since we all know about the demons, which exist, and are real.
ETA: You know why I never click on those "cartoon yourself" banner ads? Because if I wanted to be a cartoon, I'd join the Tea Party.
"So," he said. "You still haven't told me if there are any other of your kind with you."
Your kind? Clary wondered what he was talking about. Maybe she'd stumbled into some kind of gang war.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The blue-haired boy's tone was pained but surly.
"He means other demons," said the dark-haired boy, speaking for the first time. "You do know what a demon is, don't you?" You're saying he is a demon, so I should think so.
The boy tied to the pillar turned his face away, his mouth working.
"Demons," drawled the blond boy, tracing the word on the air with his finger. Can't you at least change your Draco Malfoy expy's hair color? "Religiously defined as hell's denizens, the servants of Satan, but understood here, for the purposes of the Clave, to be any malevolent spirit whose origin is outside our own home dimension--"
"That's enough, Jace," said the girl. Imagine if someone happened to be nearby and overhear. Why, they would get a tantalizing hint at our backstory!
"Isabelle's right," agreed the taller boy. "Nobody here needs a lesson in semantics--or demonology." Since we all know about the demons, which exist, and are real.
ETA: You know why I never click on those "cartoon yourself" banner ads? Because if I wanted to be a cartoon, I'd join the Tea Party.