*folds his arms and looks stubborn* I do. *shakes his finger at him when he sees his smirk* See? Well it won't work. *wrinkles his nose* I doubt that very much. But since you'll never have me as such, I suppose I'll have to learn to live with not knowing.
Doesn't make you right though. *watches his finger curiously* Why are you pointing that at me? *arches an eyebrow* And what would be so wrong about being my mindless slave?
No, being right makes me right. *claps his hands in front of him* To prove my point about you wanting to annoy me. Or people in general. *slowly* Being your mindless slave?
sorry, I don't know why Reggie wanted to clap at James. I'm sure I didn't type that. Oh well. Maybe he wants to do a little dance.
I am. So that settles it, doesn't it? *unimpressed stare* May I ask why I've been singled out for it? *frowns* Just that. Why would anyone want to be your mindless slave, given the choice?
It settles it in my mind, which is good enough for me. *looks outraged* I certainly am not. I don't see why I deserve it at all. *disbelieving look* There are perks to being a slave?
*mutters* I'm glad it's good enough for someone. *beams at him* You certainly are, you know. Especially when you get all angry and outraged. *nods slowly* Lots of them.
And since I'm the most important, it should be the final word on the matter. *folds his arms and tries to look stern* Clearly that you think so is proof that your opinion is not to be trusted at all. *unconvinced* Such as?
*laughs derisively* Most important to who? *leers at him playfully* Oh I'm not to be trusted at all. Doesn't mean you're not pretty. *shakes his head* Nope. Only mindless slaves get to know about those.
To myself, of course. And everyone else, whose head is not too big to obscure the truth about these sorts of things. *primly* Well of course not. Who would trust you? And I'll accept that I'm just too good-looking for you to form coherent thought. *frowns* But then how do they decide whether it's worth it or not?
Regulus, can we talk seriously for a moment? You really think you're the most important, when there's me in the world? *pulls a dubious face* Some might call that 'pretty'. *smiles serenely* They trust in the goodness of the gods.
*stifles a laugh* I'm deadly serious. I suppose you want me to think that you're more important? *blank face back at him* Good-looking does not equal pretty. *still unconvinced* But that's terribly trusting of them, isn't it? What if they changed their minds?
I don't care if you think it or not *smug smile* I know it. *nods approvingly* No it does not. Which is why I am good-looking without being pretty, and you are pretty without being good-looking. *smirks* Trust me, they won't.
Just as I know that I'm right. *trying not to pout* I am good-looking. Admit it. *dubiously* You seem ever so sure of yourself. Is it simply because they're mindless that they wouldn't complain? Or is it the way you treat them?
What's the point in having a team if there are no badges or uniforms? It sounds like a pretty awful team to me. No one would want to be on it.
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I do.
*shakes his finger at him when he sees his smirk*
See? Well it won't work.
*wrinkles his nose*
I doubt that very much. But since you'll never have me as such, I suppose I'll have to learn to live with not knowing.
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*watches his finger curiously*
Why are you pointing that at me?
*arches an eyebrow*
And what would be so wrong about being my mindless slave?
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*claps his hands in front of him*
To prove my point about you wanting to annoy me. Or people in general.
*slowly*
Being your mindless slave?
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*politely*
Just you actually.
*nods expectantly*
The answer being?
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I am. So that settles it, doesn't it?
*unimpressed stare*
May I ask why I've been singled out for it?
*frowns*
Just that. Why would anyone want to be your mindless slave, given the choice?
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I wish it did. But sadly... not.
*smirks at him*
I told you: you're sweet and pretty.
*winks at him lewdly*
Perks of the job, of course.
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It settles it in my mind, which is good enough for me.
*looks outraged*
I certainly am not. I don't see why I deserve it at all.
*disbelieving look*
There are perks to being a slave?
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*mutters*
I'm glad it's good enough for someone.
*beams at him*
You certainly are, you know. Especially when you get all angry and outraged.
*nods slowly*
Lots of them.
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*folds his arms and tries to look stern*
Clearly that you think so is proof that your opinion is not to be trusted at all.
*unconvinced*
Such as?
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Most important to who?
*leers at him playfully*
Oh I'm not to be trusted at all. Doesn't mean you're not pretty.
*shakes his head*
Nope. Only mindless slaves get to know about those.
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*primly*
Well of course not. Who would trust you? And I'll accept that I'm just too good-looking for you to form coherent thought.
*frowns*
But then how do they decide whether it's worth it or not?
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*pulls a dubious face*
Some might call that 'pretty'.
*smiles serenely*
They trust in the goodness of the gods.
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I'm deadly serious. I suppose you want me to think that you're more important?
*blank face back at him*
Good-looking does not equal pretty.
*still unconvinced*
But that's terribly trusting of them, isn't it? What if they changed their minds?
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*nods approvingly*
No it does not. Which is why I am good-looking without being pretty, and you are pretty without being good-looking.
*smirks*
Trust me, they won't.
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*trying not to pout*
I am good-looking. Admit it.
*dubiously*
You seem ever so sure of yourself. Is it simply because they're mindless that they wouldn't complain? Or is it the way you treat them?
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