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[yax_attacks]

Which ever one of you clumbsy little shit's spilt fucking ink all over my chair better fucking get it cleaned up right now or else I will hex you back into your fathers hairy testicles!

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[regulus_a_b]

It wasn't me, for one. Secondly, why don't you just clean it up yourself?

[yax_attacks]

And why would I do that?

[regulus_a_b]

Is it, or is it not, your chair?

Nobody else cares about any damage it may have suffered.

[yax_attacks]

I fucking care and that is enough to make the guilty shit clean it up.

I'll remember that next time I see something of your lying around.

[regulus_a_b]

It doesn't work that way, you know it doesn't.

[yax_attacks]

Well aren't you just the fucking little rule abider...

[regulus_a_b]

Who said anything about rules?

[yax_attacks]

You, with you little speach on... whatever it was you were bantering on about.

[regulus_a_b]

I was talking about logic. Besides, I'm sure you have a nice charm to take the ink right off the chair.

[yax_attacks]

Here's my logic: why would I do something when someone else can do it for me?

[regulus_a_b]

Well, now we know you'll never be a good leader.

It was probably some first year. What would you want the child to do- lick the ink off of your chair?

[yax_attacks]

Fuck you.

But that does sound like quite the ideal punishment.

[regulus_a_b]

Strange, you're the only person I've met who honesty seems to hurt deeply.

[yax_attacks]

Are you quite done? You're starting to sound like that deformed gryff.

[regulus_a_b]

He's not deformed, though I will admit, he is a little small.

Remus is kind to a fault. I'm bitter and I'm not afriad of you.

[yax_attacks]

Cross breeding creates all sorts of different deformities, not all necessarily seen by the naked eye.

Well isn't that nice.