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Always hated art.

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Aren't you mature.

[A smile back. And he kindly leaves.]

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[ Irritable and quite happy to project her feelings, Teagan follows immediately, her hands clasped lightly behind her back. ]

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[She's doing a very good job at pissing him off. I wonder what could possibly happen.]

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[ Oh, I haven't the slightest clue.

You know that part about footsteps echoing? Teagan is very purposefully walking with a notable spring in her step, every contact between foot and floor loud and grating. ]

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[He keeps telling him to ignore her, that poor and stupid little bitch, but his jaw tenses up and he comes to an abrupt stop, turning swiftly to look down at her bruises.]

I'm not going to tell you a third time.

Fuck off.

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[ She mimics him so lightly, so flippantly. ]

Wow. He thinks he's threatening.

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[That would be his hand on her throat now, pushing her to the ground.]

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[ At first, she simply doesn't react. There seems to be no visible change in her expression - this is what she wanted, the provocation - and she almost lets herself fall over, but at the very last second, a hand snaps out and grabs Salem's wrist. As soon as she steadies, her grip tightens, squeezing far too hard to be reasonable for a girl like her. ]

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[It's only surprise at first, accompanied by a sound similar to a grunt, quickly recovering with an attempt to control his facial expression. He'd be really to break free from her grip and shove her back with a knee against her stomach if he didn't actually start to feel her strength pressing down on his bones.]

What the fuck?

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[ She squeezes just a little harder, considering a sharp flick in an awkward direction and simply snapping his wrist. It's so easy to be tempted to play with people at times like these, but Teagan rarely does. The fact that she is giving in to her hunger so soon, instead of fighting it, combined with everything that's been going on lately, is making her entirely less merciful. ]

Something the matter?

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[There are other strained sounds of pain, gritting teeth and sounding just as arrogant, even in panic.]

What do you think, you dumb bitch?

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Rude.

[ There's that simple movement, one that cracks and crushes bones with sickening ease. She twists his wrist in her hand, bending it in ways that limbs should never be able to manage. ]

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[He leans back, bending with his arm and wrist, shutting his eyes to open his mouth and exclaim a very loud] FUCK! [followed by deep and quick exhales, like someone gasping for air when they're still underwater.] What the fuck is wrong with you?!

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What's wrong with me? [ Teagan rolls her eyes, laughing harshly once again as she suddenly yanks down on Salem's very, very broken wrist, her intention to land him on the floor. ] I believe it was you who grabbed my neck first, actually.

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[he falls pretty helplessly and barely avoids hitting the floor with his head.] So what, [he wheezes, beginning to shape his lips into a very strange, displaced smile.] You're going to kill me?