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shethrewstones September 7 2011, 23:27:39 UTC
Scarlett turns her head at the voice; she wasn’t paying any attention to anything else. She was too busy muttering and cursing to herself. She straightens up, pulling her shoulders back and fixing him with a hard stare.

Cheeky bastard.

“How about you mind your own fucking business?” she replies coldly, flicking ash and taking another drag. “The fuck d’you think you are, lar?*”

“Not that I want to be in this stupid country, but isn’t it meant to be a free one?” she sneers. She wants to be back home, back in Northampton. Back when things went her way.

She’s already trying to worm her way inside his head, but he can’t tell that. She’s looking for things to use, ready to get him off because she really doesn’t want to deal with the preachy non-smoking shit from this loser.

Scarlett frowns. This one’s difficult to crack into and she’s not sure why. He seems different. Unfortunately, Scarlett has yet to learn just who she can use her powers on - her human mother being the only one who’s felt the full brunt of them.

[[ OOC: * lar is Northern England slang/dialect meaning ‘young man’.]]

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