W-Who are you? *throws a look at his clothes* You are not... the Mustang I know! Why are you... hum... So fat? *Males from other worlds couldn't get pregnant, right? So, he had to pretend he didn't know about Roy. Even if he risked his wrath*
*Watches Russel closely. Uncomfortably close. Even if Russel doesn't get wary of the look, he can feel his skin prickling because Roy is using his magic to study him as well.*
No, please stay, Mr. Tringham. You have always been a responsible young man. You should teach Edward a thing or two.
Tell me, Mr. Tringham, are you left handed like your alter from my world? *the question seems iddle enough, but a glint in his eyes tell him it is not*
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What is that supposed to mean, idiot?
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I.... I dress them all the time!
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It's my world, not yours!
Get the hell from my sight. *he twitches to get his wand and curse Rusell, but damn, he is supposed to be in disguise*
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Aw, I'm wounded. I thought we were friends.
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*twitches* You don't even know me, your idiot. I'm obviously not from your world.
Now leave me be, I have better things to do than waste my time with you.
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Of course you did! You were mocking my clothes, git.
*now he takes his wand out, he is too nervous to deal with Russel* Get out, or I will turn you into a Toad.
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*His hand goes into his pocket to touch an array stitched into the fabric.*
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W-Who are you? *throws a look at his clothes* You are not... the Mustang I know! Why are you... hum... So fat? *Males from other worlds couldn't get pregnant, right? So, he had to pretend he didn't know about Roy. Even if he risked his wrath*
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No, please stay, Mr. Tringham. You have always been a responsible young man. You should teach Edward a thing or two.
Tell me, Mr. Tringham, are you left handed like your alter from my world? *the question seems iddle enough, but a glint in his eyes tell him it is not*
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