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kingdomdressing2010-02-26 02:59 pm
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[This Vexen has just entered the dressing room through a door a little ways off from the main area. He's wearing a labcoat, his hair tied back and glasses perched on top of his head, and he doesn't seem at all alarmed by the change of scenery. In one hand he's got a mug of black coffee and a clipboard tucked under his arm, the other hand holding a phone to his ear. He looks very unamused, his voice tight with barely restrained anger and forced politeness.]
I will tell you once more, Marluxia, I have no plans to assist you in your little scheme, nor will I ever. I suggest you shut your program down bef- no, that is not a threat you- will you lis-
I do not take kindly to threats either, Marluxia. You would do well to remember that.
[And he snaps the phone shut, ice growing over it as he chucks it violently at the nearest wall where it shatters, littering the hallway with bits of frozen metal. After a moment, he merely straightens his coat and massages the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily.]
(ooc: ... :D?)
I will tell you once more, Marluxia, I have no plans to assist you in your little scheme, nor will I ever. I suggest you shut your program down bef- no, that is not a threat you- will you lis-
I do not take kindly to threats either, Marluxia. You would do well to remember that.
[And he snaps the phone shut, ice growing over it as he chucks it violently at the nearest wall where it shatters, littering the hallway with bits of frozen metal. After a moment, he merely straightens his coat and massages the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily.]
(ooc: ... :D?)
