" Oh ... About the first step... We'll have to keep to theory for a little bit.
You're still walking in a fracture, I suppose I was so interested you're ignoring the pain!"
A little bit of wizard hands to act the proper fool, before clasping them together.
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ββ¦Youβre filled with useless, idiotic hopes. Though.. Iβm in. If it gives me a shot to crush her, then thatβs all i want, and if your plan crashes and burns.. thatβs all the more funnier.β
Smacking the hand away, sheβd let out a huff of frustration as she would cross her arms.
β You have plenty of internalized inferiority there huh? It's not impossible if you think of it as impossible.
I'm talking about the fire within you, I want to add so much gasoline to it there's no one stopping you.β
A method to believe in the impossible... Willpower.
β And yet I would stand up, that's the type of behavior I developed.. I'm not worth you getting a stain, you know that. β
Both palms forward, just to show no harmful intentions to her next action, pointing right at the very center of Heart's chest.
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βIβd give you more than just a fuckinβ fraction if you keep getting on my nerves.β
With a scoff, he shoved his hands into his pockets.. staring at the other with a pretty annoyed expression, eyeing the other up and down suspiciously.
βNow.. how exactly do you expect me to
β This whole clashing against one another has to cease.
In order to get that respect, there must be a race where you crush them completely.. I'm not talking first and second.
I'm talking you first, and the rest nowhere, no one will ignore you when giving a crushing victory.β
β ... Hoooo! You really got a grip there! What a powerhouse truly.. I almost thought I'd get my second fracture!β
Upon release, her demeanor changed, but she didn't seem to lie throughout their exchange, not just saying what the Uma wants to hear. Pushing up her glasses.
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βI donβt care if they obey me or respect me. I want to be remembered. I want to be acknowledged.. Fuck all that other bullshit..!?β
> Their views were different yet similar.. but she could truly not understand the idea.. of someone being this persistent, taking a deep breath
Even now she manages to fight off that arm even for the slightest inch, an impressive feat compared to an Uma's strength.
β Why should I let myself be abandoned in memories? No, they all need to know we can take their precious throne through sheer strength. Obey us. Respect us.β
β You don't need to be a racer to wish for payback.
How there's someone that moved to the top while I was left behind.. expecting me to stand aside and let her take the lead.β
Carrying both their dreams, but who said she had to give up? Who asked for this sacrifice? No one.
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> Her gaze never lets up.. she stays angered but.. revenge would be better in the end. A means to an end, use the other for her own goals and ditch once itβs all done. <
βAnd why do YOU want revenge.. youβre no racer. You donβt understand my humiliation. My anger overβ
Lose, win, they always give you that same look.. not even bothering to fake some pity out of you.β
Her eyes were intense, pupils small while gripping hard on that arm.
β As if they will only care about you if they are crushed completely. I want payback, and know you do too.β
β Enough.β
Grabbing the arm of the Uma, pulling her in and fighting that gaze even if there was a physical disadvantage.
Clear lack of fear for how close Hearts was from exploding.
β They don't even care to pretend, do they? You're an afterthought that won't get far.
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βThe hell do ya know about me.. and my hatred..?!β
> Her fist is clenching around the fabric, shaking in pure rage at this point.. how could anyone understand how she feels in this situation.. how could anyone truly put themselves in her shoes..!? <
Give me a second then!
( Walking off to her fridge before taking out a cute bottle though it was emitting a dreadful aura. )
Feel free to try it! It's really nutritious and I put a lot of work into them.