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( he acted dismissive , yet still grabbed his apron off a nearby chair with reluctance that was clearly performative as walking down the corridor )
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Tch .
( it pushed his buttons alright , just how he pushed her mouth off his finger )
Right , right . And I'd suppose mistress over here would also like her dinner hot and ready for when she comes out ?
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Well, if you want to see me all fresh and clean, can you be so kind, then go prepare a bath for your wife?
[She bit Roland on the tip of his thumb, just to annoy him a bit.]
Please?
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( a huff , tired of both their empty threats . instead he doesn't shoo away , leaning into her as his eyes roam through her ragged clothes , soaked blood clinging to them . evidence of a job well done )
( a thumb softly runs along her cheek , faint smile all to say : )
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You always scare me with sleeping alone. But, every time you can't bring yourself to really push.
[Angelica leans closer, voice taking a sharp, cunning edge.]
Maybe i should show you how it's done, Sweetheart? I am down to be an example for you~
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at whatever it is he just scribbled )
Alright . That's done .
( he said , tilting the metal object her way . a doodle of a mysterious figure , scribbled in permanent black marker , along with a careful cursive at the bottom )
... Wait , give it back--
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From up north ? Long way from home , aren't you ?
( surely she'd intend for him not to notice her wavering . did he ? unknown . he wouldn't have pressed her either way . that's that , he thought , masking the "signing" of her weapon as indifference )
I've been there
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Ahβ¦ w-well, umβ¦
[For the first time since Roland chanced to breath in her direction, Don Quixoteβs smile waversβ a second too long to go unnoticed, but a second too short to be commented on. A knight must be truthful, and noble, and justβ¦ but a knight must also +
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once or twice-- place is like a concrete jungle . Gave me the creeps , I'll tell you ...
( perhaps this distraction allowed him to drop his guard , hence the chattiness . regardless , the final strokes were delivered to canvas . his face showing something akin to regret
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