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there’s a lot of people who whisper in halls when she’s around and it’s usually something like this: never mess with bombshell when she’s angry.  those people would be right.  

it’s just too bad that there are those few people who tend not to heed that very real warning and instead like to grate directly on her last nerve.  ares is one of those people, if only because he doesn’t know when to quit.  normally, bombshell would find amusement in it and just shoo him off.  she can actually respect someone who is a little persistent, because they know what they want and ares is no different.

the problem lies in the fact that he just doesn’t know how to take a hint and clear the room -  you know, like everyone else has the minute they saw bombshell stomping through with every ounce of hellfire burning in her eyes.  it’s the same way she’s been stomping around ever since the last b level mission that left quite a number of her saffron family dead.  

ares is different, though.  he always has been.

her eyebrow twitches as bombshell hears him speaking - about what, she can only presume to know since ares only ever has one thing on his mind when it comes to her.  but her mind is too busy screaming about too many things to listen; a splitting headache that leaves ringing in her ears and add ares’ voice into the mix? this is definitely not her day.  “ do you ever shut up?” she mutters through gritted teeth, dark eyes lifting finally to give him the attention that he clearly so desperately craves.  “ like.   z  i  p   i  t  .  i’ve got a headache and frankly, you’re not on the list of things i need to deal with today.”