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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Just to clear the confusion from a little whiny brat,

A very very smart way to stop the 'big Roxases'  from fighting is to keep them away from me.

Got it? Unless your name is Cupcake, I don't care about you! ♥

So don't blame me the next time I have a knife at your throat. My personal bubble only allows one mirror image, and so long as I'm stuck here with the rest of you nasty bastards, you better respect it or stop complaining.

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[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[kind of afraid of what would happen. closes eyes. as long as it's not on the lips, is kind of okay with it. fiddles slightly with his corset ribbons as he speaks.]

... well... killing for sport? I...

I can't agree with that, that's the same reason my family was killed... maybe he should be around you more often, though?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[stops though, sensing the nervousness. he finally pulls back and strays away a good few steps.]

Not necessarily for sport, but I dare people to rub me the wrong way so I have a reason to hurt them.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[--... misses the warmth, shoulders falling. but you can't win 'em all, so he sits tight, looking up at him through brown lashes.]

... well, it is their fault if they decide to overstep your boundaries. It's very rude.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[taps his foot.]

Specifically why I said this warning in the first place. Some are getting whiny that I don't necessarily enjoy my personal bubble toyed with, so I told them to keep their stupid mirrors to themselves.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[light nod, smiles and gets up, dusting off his pinafore.]

Then they're... very unintelligent.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[d-distracted.]

You really make that outfit look good.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[--if ears could perk up, they would. looks over at him, blushes and laces his hands together, dropping them in front of his legs. he looks down bashfully.]

U-um. Th... thanks.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Couldn't help myself ...

[he better stop here, possibly leave the scene before he does something stupid.]

I guess I'll be seeing you around, then?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[smiles and waves.]

Yeah, around.

[then turns, showing back and humming as he goes away.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[damn, his fingers dig into his palms as he watches the brunet meander elsewhere. he should probably go find Cupcake to reimburse his confidence in the other. no need to stray from something so nice, after all.]