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[halfagirl]

Hey asshole, I don't know what the hell kind of plans you have for me, but you can just forget it. Don't talk to me about headspace, I've had enough of the sadistic bastard in mine.

[ I think you mean can't get enough, right? Denial ain't just a river, sunshine! ]

Can it. Him I'm stuck with, but you can go fuck right off, as far as I'm concerned.

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[halfagirl]

Why what? Gotta be more specific than that.

[kingunmaker]

Why? Well, why go to such lengths to antagonize? Why spread your animosity so far and wide, when hate is so much better levied with precision? I am a curious sort, my lady, so there are many things I wonder 'why' over.

[halfagirl]

Just because I think you're a fucktard doesn't mean I hate you, so don't flatter yourself. I don't need a reason, so if you're looking for one, you're shit out of luck.

[kingunmaker]

Oh, I never believed you hated me, my lady. I am far too affable for that! I was simply wondering why you were taking out your rage on your mundane.

[halfagirl]

... You keep believing that.

And I'm wondering what makes you think she's not deserving this shit I'm giving her.

[kingunmaker]

I've every intention of doing just that~.

Some think of them as hunters, capturing and parading us around like trophies on display. I've a different perspective: they're more like pet owners who just so happened to see a display of fine breeding and attractive features, and decided to 'buy' us and put us inside the gilded cage which is their 'headspace'. Certainly, you are well within your right to rage against an opressive and abusive owner. But if they treat you well, it is in my opinion useless to waste emotion on ones owner. Whoever captured you and made you a commodity in that store, on the other hand...

[halfagirl]

That's a load of crap if I've ever heard it. Like hell does she own me...

[ That's my job description, sunshine. ]

... And like hell am I just going to roll over and take it!

[kingunmaker]

We are always 'taking' it, my dear. Wherever we go and whatever we do, there will always be someone who rules and someone who serves. To rebel against it is far too great a task for one lonely little angry girl.

[halfagirl]

I didn't think you'd be the 'someone who serves' type, but I'm not the one making dumbass assumptions here. Call me that again and I'll rip off something little of yours, got it?

[kingunmaker]

[Ah, but he isn't- at least, not anymore. Not that he'll reveal that to her, not when her anger is so much more amusing~.]

But my goodness, how forward! Please do not take this the wrong way my lady, but I'm afraid I must decline your offer... I may be a traditional fellow, but I believe such licentious acts should be saved for marriage!

[halfagirl]

It wasn't an offer, it was a promise. Keep being a smartass and I'll chop 'em off for you right now.

[kingunmaker]

Would you like to, my lady? Would my pitiful, whimpering form soothe the savage beast within? If so, you need but ask-
[And he takes a bow, overdone and as condescending in it's ostentatiousness as every sleazy words drizzling from his mouth.]
-A count must forever be at the mercy of a Princess.

[halfagirl]

[ Princess? What a laugh! Oh, but a 'beast' is one way to put it, right? Your-- ]

Shut up. I don't give a shit what you are, count or joker or whatever, just shut up with the lady and princess crap.

[kingunmaker]

[My oh my, did he just discover a nerve? Because he certainly thinks he just hit a nerve~!]

But I assure you, they are titles meant only to convey the greatest respect. Why, a gentleman would be in the wrong not to use them, especially for one so fair as you.

[halfagirl]

[ princess is just as bad as sunshine, as far as she's concerned. Really? Then maybe I should take it up. ]

I'll take care of that 'man' part for you if you don't cut the pet names, asshole.

Apologies for lateness, had a harsh week!

[kingunmaker]

Pet names? I would never keep one such as you as a pet.

Too even attempt to smother the fire eating away at your heart, and domesticate you into a mere toy... it would be akin to pouring offal on a diamond necklace. An unforgivable desecration of a priceless work of art.

IT'S COOL I know that feel

[halfagirl]

Am I supposed to be fucking flattered by that? If you're trying to sweet-talk your way out of a painful death, it's not working.

[kingunmaker]

You must be used to having others run from you. I could think of no other reason for why you'd think me so cowardly as to avoid your blade...

Sweet princess.

[halfagirl]

[ oh that's it. there's a serrated blade at his throat now, quick as a flash, angled upward at just the right degree to cut the jugular. ]

Call me that one. More. Time.