This strikes me as something under the category of unbelievably bad luck, where you cut one line and have that kind of cascading effect.

This strikes me as something under the category of unbelievably bad luck, where you cut one line and have that kind of cascading effect. One DWP worker is going to feel really, really bad for a long time.

We will continue to see programs that encourage people to use less, certainly.

It wouldn't have taken a lot of luck. It would have taken someone who could have asked and gotten answers to the right follow-up questions and then put it together.

Mother Mary of Anabolic Grace, we got Teras incoming?” He levels angry blue eyes on me. “You’re a hex, lady, dark luck, powerful bad juju, ken?”
“Only to people who try to kidnap me,” I tell him sweetly, and March snorts, so I feel obliged to add, “Or rescue me…” And then Dina makes a pfft sound. “Or who travel with me…” My gaze sweeps around the darkened interior, trying to find an ally, but nobody will hold my eyes more than two seconds, it seems. “Fine, frag you all, I’m dark juju, bad luck, and you’re all doomed.

When ill luck begins, it does not come in sprinkles, but in showers.