[450 Stone Street.
A tall man stands outside. Golden hair, red eyes, warm tanned skinned; he's the envy of all the ladies. But he honestly doesn't care about your opinion. Nor about the one of the woman who is stepping out of the house.]
Dear, where are you going?
[The man doesn't even deign to turn and acknowledge her but when she gets close, he WALLOPS her with the back of his hand and knocks her to the ground.]
Mongrel. Who do you think you are, thinking this king is your husband?
But dea-
[He steps on her face and is steadily scraping the dirt off the bottom of his shoe using her facial features.]
Foolish woman! Eat this dirt and return to where you belong!
Tch. Problems one after another.
A tall man stands outside. Golden hair, red eyes, warm tanned skinned; he's the envy of all the ladies. But he honestly doesn't care about your opinion. Nor about the one of the woman who is stepping out of the house.]
Dear, where are you going?
[The man doesn't even deign to turn and acknowledge her but when she gets close, he WALLOPS her with the back of his hand and knocks her to the ground.]
Mongrel. Who do you think you are, thinking this king is your husband?
But dea-
[He steps on her face and is steadily scraping the dirt off the bottom of his shoe using her facial features.]
Foolish woman! Eat this dirt and return to where you belong!
Tch. Problems one after another.
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Date: 2010-09-27 01:25 am (UTC)[Saber shoots him a "I will fucking kill you" look before she turns and begins to walk away.]