i do* yearn for it. you and your rules set that precident for* me when you cursed my people. did you expect me to look at you with anything but contempt?
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(she finds it in herself to heed his warnings. ; it’d be most suboptimal if she were killed, at least right now. half her guard is let down.) are you complimenting me, or * threatening?
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@first0feleven ⠀
(observe is what she does, and nothing else. for now.) i doubt that would curb your desire to die. as such, i believe i shall take my leave.
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i am sure you yearn for the sweet release of death. (prideful chin rises, and she doesn’t move an inch.) i am sure you are 𝑓𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 with it. ——— but i will not grant you it.
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(claw——like tendrils lie across her arms as they cross. her own expression, unhidden, is deadpan.) 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. tch. you are ever so eager to be a thorn in my side.
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