Code Geass Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

The man said and was about to rush to his phone when Alessa pulled out a gun and pointed it at him. “Let’s not do that, okay?” Alessa said and he froze in fear. “Good, take a seat,” Alessa ordered, pointing the gun at the couch and he slowly took a seat. “You should be happy, I am not even going to kill you. That's why I fucking hate the job of a Queen.” Alessa said and rolled her eyes. She looked away from him and turned to his safe. “Now, tell me. What’s the code to your safe?” Alessa asked without turning to him.

Luca sat across from me, silent like always, cleaning the barrel of his hk-416 with the devotion of a priest blessing a cross. Raphael tapped away on a burner phone like he was texting a lover. In a way, I guess he was, except her name was Code, and she always said yes. “Security feed?” I asked. Raphael didn’t look up, “Dead, we're ghost.” I smiled, “Let’s haunt.”

The entire chamber glowed faintly with golden light—familiar, but deeper, older than anything in Hollow Base. Then the voices came, soft, layered, and without threatening. Just... tired. She came... At last... The Key has returned... Kieran spun around, blade out. “Kaia, what is this?” I stepped forward. “I think they’re part of the code. But not stored like data.” “Then what?” “They became the code.” I dropped to my knees and pressed both hands to the floor. Pain shot through my head. Flashes. Screams. A girl in restraints, claws tearing her own skin to escape. A boy injected over and over until his heart gave out. Another locked in a simulation loop until his mind shattered.

"I ruined the cuff during the summit. Coffee. I'm changing. Don't be so dramatic." "I'll just... look at the market research then." "Stay there. I'll be out in a second." "Grant, wait. Go to the VTN ROOM. The code is 0825. Grab the healing salve from the table." "0825? That's still your code? It hasn't changed in years." "Just get the medicine, Reed."

He doesn’t growl at her, like I would have expected, but Yana grunts and stands up. “What is it?” she asks again. “That is the code that is keeping Asshole Arden’s computer from shutting down on me while I hijack it,” he tells us. The code is running so quickly that I can’t keep up with it, but I catch bits and pieces. ‘Relay’, ‘Loop’, Reroute’, code for words like that. However, there are hundreds, maybe thousands of other words in the code that I can’t see or don’t recognize. “Will I learn how to do this next year?” I ask.

His voice clipped, and I hoped to God that he was right…that my hallucinations had carried on into reality, but here I was. So I braced, and asked the only question nogging in my brain, “Did he have a uh…tattoo?” His shoulders went rigid. “Where?” His voice strained, and my heart shrank. “Some language…on his neck. Was there any tattoo at all? It was a quote…something latin…I do not know—” “Abyssus abyssum invocat,” he said slowly, face growing pale when my head bobbed. Ledger's face went pale, and a tremble started in his hands, so much that he clenched them into fists, and I felt my own teeth chatter.

"If this is another of her games..... Then I will end it myself." Lightning split the sky, illuminating her face—the resolve, the sorrow, the fire. Luca exhaled. "You're not going without me." "I never do." Alessia said. They drove into the storm, leaving behind the ashes of the Council and the faint scent of incense still clinging to their clothes. As the coastline neared, Alessia's phone buzzed again—a single text from an unknown number: "The Codex isn't a cure. It's a choice."

"Feel the pain! Feel me! Don't look at the code!" Kaelor’s weight was a mountain, pinning Aradaa to the cold, shattered floor. The salt of Kaelor’s tears mixed with the blood on Aradaa’s face. He was the Beast, and he was the only thing keeping the God of Code from floating away into the void.

Ash says, brushing his fingers across the small of her back, “Twenty languages, Head of the Guild of Assassins, smart as all hell and fucking gorgeous to boot. There’s not much you can’t do is there?” She smirks and shrugs, Kai hums coming closer to her again,

“I just needed to check something.” “Matteo…” she sighs, shaking her head. “We already talked about this. Rossa explained everything. Sofia—” “Giuli, that notebook isn’t what it looks like,” I interrupt, maybe too harshly. “There’s something written in code.” Her brow furrows, and for a second, I see doubt flicker again. But then she shakes her head. “You’re seeing ghosts. We’ve had enough enemies for one lifetime. Can’t we just—”