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[kinpika]

[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.

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[kinpika.livejournal.com]

You have no right to question me.

[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

You speak as if you are someone important.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Fool! Do you even know who you are speaking with?

[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

No, I do not. You have failed to introduce yourself after all.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

If you cannot see a clear fact with your own eyes, then a woman like you doesn't deserve to know my name.

[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

*HUGE SIGH*

I do not have time to deal with such an egotistical man.

*Alice turns, shows her back to him, and begins to walk away.*

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Mongrel.

[You can turn your back to him but he'll remember that slight. He's too proud to go running after any one person though.]

[hangedhourai.livejournal.com]

*Ah the start of a wonderful antagonistic relationship.*