Showtime. Voice test.

[okei]

Of course you're more at ease with me. Who wouldn't be?

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[firstlegend]

I haven't got a single thing that proves you're telling the truth.

[okei]

Except the whip itself.

[He shrugged.]

That's about all the proof you're getting, lady.

[It wasn't as if he had anything else hanging around that proved his lineage.]

[firstlegend]

Anyone can hold the whip, boy. But let's see you actually use it.

[okei]

Um, no. Not just anyone can wield it.

[Even he knew that.]

It'll kill them slowly if they do. Just like my father...

[His expression went somber.]

[firstlegend]

I said anyone can hold it. I never said it wouldn't kill them. But that's also not exactly a common fact to know... The fact that you argued the specifics at all proves you know more than you look.

[okei]

Right, right.

[Oh, he felt a lecture coming on.]

[firstlegend]

Is that all? Tch. Still looking like a thief. You've got no respect, boy. I may just have to beat some into you.

[okei]

Heck is your problem, lady? I don't fight dames.

[He mumbled under his breath. Something about getting married, but who really knew.]

[firstlegend]

I don't care if you fight back or not. -Her whip unfurls, pausing only a moment before she attacks, aiming a crack at his jaw.-

[okei]

Then that should mean you shouldn't --!!

[He instinctively slid sideways to avoid falling victim to an otherwise paralyzing blow. And quickly, too. A few seconds slower and he'd be food for the worms.

Normally, he'd be on the offensive immediately with a counterattack, except, normally, he wasn't advanced upon by a young woman with some deeply-set personal issues he couldn't begin to comprehend. It didn't sit well with him to hit her back. She wasn't his enemy, after all.]

Hey! Cut that out! I'm not fighting you!

[firstlegend]

Show me you're worthy of that whip, boy! -She sends out another crack, once more aiming right for his mouth.-