(reprimand)

[greying_raven]

Zara.

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[russet_goddess]

What?

[greying_raven]

*she isn't going to get the hint of a smile; he quietly folds his hands and looks at her*

[russet_goddess]

Oh, shut up. I'm not sorry.

[greying_raven]

Too far.

[russet_goddess]

It was not. I fight with everybody. You know I fight with everybody! What was any worse than that with the last dozen people? Y'didn't come in and pull me off when that woman turned me into a cow, did you? I said just the same things to her. I'm a tiger, I'm a cat, you said it yourself. I bite. 'S what I do.

[greying_raven]

*very, very quietly* We are dead. Don't try to die again.

[russet_goddess]

I don't damn well care!

[greying_raven]

Do you think it pleases Florian?

[russet_goddess]

I don't care what Florian thinks, either. Hell with you all.

[greying_raven]

Stop.

[russet_goddess]

Why should I? Why shouldn't I do just what I want?

[greying_raven]

You know that.

[russet_goddess]

*frowns, frowns, frowns* Leave me alone. I don't care what you think and I don't even care what I think. I'm going to bite, and I'm going to scratch, and I don't care. I'll make everyone bleed. Why not?

[greying_raven]

*soft* You are a cat. Cats scratch. Sometimes they go on by and mind their own business. Sometimes they sleep.

[russet_goddess]

*she does try to speak for a moment, angrily, miserably, and whatever she's trying to say keeps catching in her throat* I hate you. I hate you.

[greying_raven]

Come. *opens his arms and holds her (it isn't giving in; any daughter who ever argued with her father might know it; he's telling her through his hands that he's still disappointed, but he understands why she's done what she's done--the why doesn't excuse it, but he understands)*