Apr 11, 2011 12:06
keptnecklace: milen ( au. ),
freaklike: aspen,
smokingrockstar: maude dante,
switchgun: riley,
mackons: driver,
ourobsorption: ouroboros,
skinsack: monroe,
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ambushedgames: kulshedra,
capableof: xesirit,
typeright: julia "jules" grumley,
scenechanger: del stargazer,
staunchest: emily kingston,
matriotism: raicho,
onlytheskin: sasha vlaschenko,
dramaticfall: danny cairns,
wantsakitteh: andël vlcěk,
obtainthedream: quyllur
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Emily.
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You'd look better without your head.
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He arches his eyebrows, looking as innocent as a boy offended to find his strongest opinion in taste isn't shared by his mother.]
Oh? Do you not like my head?
[a little pause, then words in the same tone charged with other implications and irony.]
I could always change it.
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You may have killed Stephanos, but I am not thankful. [ She knows you did it for your own selfish fulfilment, monster. ] You know that.
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I do know that. But you could be thankful for other things.
[Like the fact that he didn't consider you dessert.]
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I don't think so.
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[He smiles again, scanning her from head to toe.]
Sometimes I wonder what he saw in you.
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[ And it's not like Stephanos was known for his smartness. ]
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[an intentional pause.]
And you're still alive.
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[ She doesn't call him Wayne to tease or mock him. It's simply a hard habit to let go of. ]
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Appreciation.
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Any more revenge plans?
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She gives a humourless little snort. ]
Do you think I'm telling you anything?
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