[There's a quirk to her Cheshire grin now, one brow raised.]
Oh sure, manners are manners, but where would you be if I got completely creamed? That guy's a big bad ghostie-man after all, and I'm just a sweet little glasses girl, with naught but my scissors to save me! [A point punctuated by a saccharine hand clapped to her cheek, though the lethal scissors threaded over her knuckles quite spoil the illusion.] You'd be dead in the ditch, I'm guessing.
[That's neither here nor there. She's cleaned up as best as she could and their assailant has a-sailed away, lopping heads far beyond their reach. Whatever. She did what she could. It's not like she's trying to achieve nirvana here. Obviously good and bad behaviour netted you the same fate, and you still had to deal with mortal peril on top of it all.
Irritating as the voice always is, it has a point. But not one she'll concede just because some incorporeal asshole was whispering it to her.
Let's focus on the here and now, shall we? Namely, this guy. What the fuck happened to his face? Did he get pressed to a hot stove? And come to think of it, she doesn't think she's ever spoken to anyone so old in her life. Gloomy had, naturally, but that's because she was the one facing society day to day. Syo got to moonlight for all the fun parts.
Just what's he doing, lingering around a freak like her? Did he have a schoolgirl kink?]
i hope it's everything you could ever ask for ;;
Oh sure, manners are manners, but where would you be if I got completely creamed? That guy's a big bad ghostie-man after all, and I'm just a sweet little glasses girl, with naught but my scissors to save me! [A point punctuated by a saccharine hand clapped to her cheek, though the lethal scissors threaded over her knuckles quite spoil the illusion.] You'd be dead in the ditch, I'm guessing.
[That's neither here nor there. She's cleaned up as best as she could and their assailant has a-sailed away, lopping heads far beyond their reach. Whatever. She did what she could. It's not like she's trying to achieve nirvana here. Obviously good and bad behaviour netted you the same fate, and you still had to deal with mortal peril on top of it all.
s͍͖͕o̢̼͓ w̼̦̪h̝͙̺a̝̘͜t͕̠͜'̻͇͕ș̟ t͔͙h͎͓͇e͖̻͕ s̡̫͖e͇̟͚n̙͓̠s̪̫͉e͇͙͙ i̫̝͔n͎͕͉ h̢̡͉o͍͔l̺͎͎d̝̦i͔̙̼n̡͕͕g̢̻̝ b̢͇͍a̙̪͎c̡̫͜k͇̫̼?͎͜͜
Irritating as the voice always is, it has a point. But not one she'll concede just because some incorporeal asshole was whispering it to her.
Let's focus on the here and now, shall we? Namely, this guy. What the fuck happened to his face? Did he get pressed to a hot stove? And come to think of it, she doesn't think she's ever spoken to anyone so old in her life. Gloomy had, naturally, but that's because she was the one facing society day to day. Syo got to moonlight for all the fun parts.
Just what's he doing, lingering around a freak like her? Did he have a schoolgirl kink?]
So. What the hell do you want?