Jul 11, 2008 00:47
[The sound of armor being clinking, then colliding with something- hard]
CORINTHIAN! You son of a bitch!
Stay out of my dreams!
[something being pushed aside, voice snarling and raging]
Stay the hell away from my brother!
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Shut the fuck up.
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NO! He's in my- In my head.
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No he ain't.
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That's right...
Because I'm awake, now. Mm?
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So'm I.
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[She was almost monologuing, grabbing the sword and pacing around the room]
I should kill him. For that- For thinking some dream about my weak ass brother would do anything to me-
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[He rolls over a little.]
Kill 'em, then.
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... No fun, Nnoitra.
[She slung the sword over her shoulder, moved so she was still in his line of sight. You didn't ignore her.]
You're not very enthusiastic.
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'Course I ain't excited over something piddly like that shit.
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[She leveled the point of her blade at him, licking her lips]
It's not like you've done anything to get tired over. That makes you sound weak.
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[She points at the still on neck guard, the mark on that piece of cloth]
Or I'll start thinking this means I'm way more powerful than a lazy Five.
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Already know you ain't.
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Maybe it just changed? You're the tired one, after all.
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[She licked her lips when she said it, though, teeth looking sharped]
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