Without warning Otzot flicked the Blight back at her using her abilities to increase its velocity in the short distance between them.
“Hot potato,” she smirked.

“Otzot,” she finally told the other her name. “And yes, your mind sparkled. This ‘magical’ moment was only made dirty by your filthy mind jumping to conclusions.” --->

// two more that didn't fit

Battlestar Galactica

"Science will continue to bust balls until there are no more left to bust."

As she became aware that she was not alone, the Psion became a little more cautious in her movements. She hadn’t intended to socialise but perhaps this being could offer some insight.
“I can sense you there,” she sent out as a thought to try and reach her company’s mind.

“I won’t lie, SIVA intrigues me, Blight too. The applications of both are endless. The mad scientist in me really wants to get her hands on a sample of both.” There was a dangerous glint in her eye as she looked at the forbidden engrams…..

“What in the name of Nezarec was an Atraks duplicate doing with Tangled Web junk? Guardians need to learn to dismantle their junk responsibly, not leaving it lying around.”
Her interest was once again piqued at the mention of ‘contagious’ engrams. --->