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[scathes]

I've been waiting for an opportunity to display your hypocrisies back onto you... but how effectively this world came to prove my point, all by itself.

[ for however rude and offensive his start is, leaks doesn't sound particularly annoyed. if anything, he's unusually pleased about this, more triumphant than anything. he watches the feed from a

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[feorging]

...Bloody Hell, can you talk.

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[scathes]

[ the most dismissive hand-wave! ]

Perhaps for those who find it painful to think.

[feorging]

Where's the need when I've you to think for me? What's that you said, something about crawling somewhere or some such?

I'm not entirely sure, I got bored about halfway through.

[scathes]

... Hn.

[ it's more entertained than anything. he cocks his head in faux-interest. ]

What would you suggest, then? Shall I play at being polite?

[feorging]

What, and ruin this charming reputation you've set for yourself? Think of all the friends you'd lose!

[...Fred. The sarcasm is getting you nowhere. :|]

[scathes]

[ 8| dammit fred.

there's a blank pause - he obviously wasn't expecting it - and then he makes a quiet, amused sound. ]

Friends like you, perhaps.

[feorging]

[He's not sorry. It's what he's best at. :c]

Indeed. Though I'm not sure how keen you'd be on having vermin such as myself for a mate.

[...Okay, so maybe he did listen to the whole thing. Kinda. He got bits of it.]

[scathes]

Do you mate with all your friends?

[feorging]

[...wat.]

...Yes.

[scathes]

[ ...

leaks laughs, finally. ]

That explains your seeming abundance of free time.

[ billy no-mates. :| ]

[feorging]

[Did he just--?

He did just--.

Okay, now it's Fred's turn to laugh.]

You are stark raving mad, aren't you?

[scathes]

It may console you to think so, where the truth could only trouble you. Do you think your civilisation, like my own, can't produce people like myself?

[ back to business time with him, then, though his tone is more relaxed. he lifts his head. ]

Who are you.

[feorging]

[Not even close, though Fred says nothing on that. Instead, he just purses his lips.]

It's often polite to offer your own name before demanding another's, I should think.

[scathes]

Do I seem to be hung up on courtesies? A stupid statement.

[ still, he answers, after some extended pause. ]

My name is Leaks.

[feorging]

[Aw, he feels so special! This is progress, Leaks.]

Fred Weasley, here. Charmed.

[scathes]

[ if he were the old style of domesticated cat, he'd be the one that just stares at you angrily while you're having your tea, fred. always.

there's a ruffled pause, and then he responds, mildly agitated. ]

I asked you a question, before. Answer.