[With a clatter the Forge turns on, static clearing on the view of an alley and a flash of pink hair. Yachiru hits the ground hard, a splatter of blood tracing her path as she is flung across the cobbled alley. It takes her less than a second to regroup, dragging herself back to her feet and wiping at the blood from a deep cut on her forehead which
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...Disgusting. You're sick and twisted and disgusting.
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Say it like you mean it.
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You...You...
[But there are no words, none that could properly convey exactly how much she hates her. Except three. Three words she's never spoken in her life, because she's never hated someone enough to justify using such crude and hateful words.]
...Fuck you, bitch.
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You meant that.
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I'm going to kill you, witch.
How does that sound?
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[Why yes, she means bullets.]
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