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[histrionicflair]

Characters: Franziska von Karma and You!
Rating: PG means Pacifism Galore
Time: September 25, evening (backdated yeah)
Description: 8th floor Casualty Communal. Franziska von Karma just finished leaning her room. It is perfectly clean. The door is open and she just left the pile of sand outside her door...

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[wedluck]

And look who's coming out next door now.

Ludwig, in all his leopard-print splendor and glory, fixing the cuff of his sleeve with one hand while locking his door with the other hand. And as usual, he didn't notice anything - or just simply didn't care. That that horrible little girl was living next door to him again [he couldn't really remember his floor back then] and that said horrible little girl was cleaning out her room. Nor did he notice that pails of sand littered his path because really, who dares litter the path of Prince Ludwig?

And thus when he decided to turn towards the end of the hall and started walking, one foot connected with a pail which . . . pretty much started a domino effect on the other pails. Which . . . pretty much spilled at least half of the sand.

Ludwig stared disdainfully at the sand and his shoes now covered in them.

"This is a hallway, not a sandbox." Loudly spoken, still not acknowledging Franziska's presence.

[histrionicflair]

Her room... her perfectly perfect room that took hours to clean...

Actually it didn't look so bad. She could sweep that sand back into their respective buckets easily. If this happened to anyone else, she would definitely ignore it.

But this happened to her. Who dares destroy the sanctity of the von Karma's room?

She picked up a bucket, still half-filled with sand, and swung it at the man's general direction with every intention of hitting him. Eat sand, fool.

[wedluck]

And he had every intention of dodging that hit, seeing it almost immediately given his height. But Lui's action of stepping back was slightly hindered by another pail and he was forced to raise an arm to block the blow because goddammit hell would be paid if his beautiful face got marred.

And it hurt.

Good God that little girl had such a strong arm. And a strong violent instinct towards him. You'd think he did something to offend her. Usually, there was when it comes to women to the point that their fathers and brothers and uncles were eager to kill him. But why would he want anything to do with this little girl?

"Why are you so violent, woman?" Seriously, all women in this place, you'd think they're all raised as barbarians. He might as well place Idike in the group as well. "You'd think I committed a cardinal sin the way you swing that pail."

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She grabbed that pail before he could cause a bigger mess and placed it to her side. Why was he back and why was he so clumsy? She had enough incompetent fools to clean up after, she didn't need another one.

As to why she hit him, the answer was simple. "You ruined my room." She points to the sand that was spilled on her doorway. Yes, that would be all.