52; Recant

[thunderwitch]

Well. That was exceedingly unpleasant. Love to see how many like to poke fun at the suffering~ Don't call me so mean if you'll do it yourself, hmm?

Preacher, preacher~ Hiss elsewhere, hmm? And ravens? Do keep your warbling to yourself as well. Silly, Cirucci will never be your sister. She is Arrancar, and brooks no humans. So sorry, but

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[lisped]

...Nell ith glad.

[thunderwitch]

... Hnn?

[lisped]

Nell thaid Nell ith glad.

[thunderwitch]

... Since when are you not running about warning me off the peach and calling me bad, hmm?~ Sucking up, dear heart, now that your protectors fall away?

[sword_and_quill]

Hah. Not like I believed you actually meant it in the first place.

Though I will so remember that crying face of yours. Fix the make-up, won't you?

[thunderwitch]

... They don't come off.

[sword_and_quill]

I guess you'll save money, at least.

Still, priceless.

[thunderwitch]

Cirucci was born with these marks.

Should've taken a picture, Opera Rat, you'll never see that again.

[saunturing_down]

Ah well. It wasssssssssssss fun while it lassssssted.

[thunderwitch]

Shame, really.

[saunturing_down]

Indeed. Sssssssssuch a shame. I haven't had that much fun ssssssince the Spanish Inquisition. Now THAT was a party.

[thunderwitch]

Does Cirucci look Spanish to you?~ She doesn't care about their Inquisition.

[henkonasuisho]

Good to see your insufferable self is back to normal.

[OOC: And she leaves it at that]

[thunderwitch]

Such a saint, kitty.

[henkonasuisho]

Hardly. But better then seeing you confused about foreign emotions.

[OOC: or not...]

[thunderwitch]

Do you always care so for those who wish you the most unpleasant things?~

[pineapple_pimp]

.. Welcome back.

[thunderwitch]

Marte.

[pineapple_pimp]

Yes?

[thunderwitch]

Thought you'd never forgive me?~