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PEOPLE:
Will be back later for those four I owe. Will also speak to you individually if I saved your thread.
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Bonjour, my dear. I am Jacques. I'm afraid I'm new in town and needing something to do besides catching up with old friends.
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"Hi!" Cadenza greeted cheerfully with a flick of her hair, and a dainty wave of her hand. "I'm Cadenza Kiara Largo! Pleased to meet you." the child curtseyed.
She clicked her tongue, shaking her head, not at all phased by his actions, just looking down at the knife, 'I'm not a whore, Luigi. I'm not a bitch, either- and I dislike you calling me names..'
“And I dislike you trying to force me in to things, and I dislike you not leaving my office when I tell you to, and I dislike you STEALING MY FUCKING POSSESSIONS!” he growled, snatching back his knife.
She shrugged, 'don't call me bitch.' She sighed, 'and no, I don't.. but you won't anyway..' she smiled impishly, 'I picked your pockets..' she sang, waving his knife about.
“Bitch, bitch, bitch!” Luigi refused to take orders from a GENtern. “FUCKING GIVE THAT BACK, YOU WHORE!” he rose from his seat, making his way around to her. That was the knife his girlfriend had given to him.
'I am not leaving until you try it.' She smiled, "I have no plans, Luigi.. I can stay here alllll day. Just me, you, an' this cuppa coffee.'
“Bitch, do you want me to fucking stab you?” Luigi slammed his fist down on to his desk.
"No!" She frowned, "I'd never poison you. I love you too much." She teased, "Try it!"
“I told you to fuck off long ago.” he reminded, “And I still think you should do it.”
16; She frowned, 'Stop!' She brushed her shoulders, "Maybe in body you are older. But you're a freaking hormonal sixteen year old upstairs." She huffed, "I've been there, done that. Sixteen year old guys let their crotches rule their head.'
“From what I hear, I’m not too different now,” he replied dryly, stepping back and dropping the sweet and soulful act. “Amber keeps acting like I’ve dive between the legs of the next GENtern she leaves me alone with.”
