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@temerariouscourt
Time to unwind
Patience is a virtue, but I’ll take pity. I’d say it would be you that is distracting me Mr. Court.
Oh really? How am I distracting you then?
Time to unwind
I’m oh so scared.
Is it now…
I'm growing a little bored of this back and forth game so come on. Just say.
Yes it is.
Time to unwind
You could try.
Have you now?
Oh, don't tempt me.
It's sort of hard not to.
Time to unwind
Or?
I tend to enjoy a lot of things Mr. Court.
Well, I might have to force the answer out of you.
So I've noticed.
Time to unwind
But coy is what I do best. Especially after a few drinks. C’mon. Try and figure it out.
There’s that ego again.
I prefer to enjoy myself rather than think when I'm having a drink.
Just say it.
Funny how you seem to enjoy it.
Time to unwind
Oh I’m sure you could use that mind of yours to figure it out, sir.
I have a high level tolerance for ego.
I seem to have been drinking. You could just stop being coy and say it outright.
It's not ego if it's true.
Time to unwind
It can handle liquor all to well. I never stated what was making it flee Mr. Court.
I believe I have a rough idea. After all, I’ve been hearing it go all night.
Really. Then what would that be, Miss Mercedes?
That is very true. I'm surprised you were able to let me go on for as long as you have.
Time to unwind
I’m afraid you’ll find that this brain of mine is a little less than there at the moment.
That mouth of yours has a mind of its own.
Your brain can't handle liquor too well, can it?
Oh you have no idea.
Time to unwind
I’m not the philosophical one, who knows, I may misinterpret your meaning.
Touche. Oh? What is it that I might Mr. Court? That smart mouth of yours?
You've got some kind of a brain in that head of yours. Use it.
Oh don't pretend you don't love this mouth.
Time to unwind
Are you sure? I’d hate to miss whatever that philosophical mind may be thinking.
Well seems as though are traits are somewhat similar Mr. Court. Although my recklessness is generally covered by strategy. It works out great in the end. I’ll mourn your recklessness after your head is severed from your body.
I'm sure you can figure it out.
Oh, who's into decapitation now, eh? Well, you can try as hard as you can to do any sort of damage, but I doubt any attempts would be fruitful. If you are somehow successful, however, I really do hope you'd mourn more than just my recklessness.
Time to unwind
I said little finger Mr. Court. What is it that you may be insinuating?
Yes I do. I doubt it will be anything that I can’t handle.
Oh, absolutely nothing...
I don't know if you should be so quick to jump to such a conclusion. I've been told I can be a tad reckless.
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I’ll give you that one then. You’ll have to excuse me for thinking your mind was the same size as another appendage of yours. Like your little finger or something. Yep. Apologize.
Oh, I have a vague idea.
Oh, my little finger? I have a very strong feeling that 'little finger' is supposed to be a code word for something, in which case you should seriously take that falsity and swallow it down with some vodka.
Oh, do you?
Time to unwind
I wouldn’t know, now would I. It wouldn’t take much to be cutthroat enough to advance through the ranks and get to where you are.
I hope you’ll be well prepared.
Being cutthroat doesn't matter if you don't know what you're doing. Assuming it wouldn't take brains is... Totally erroneous.
Oh you have no idea how prepared I am.
The Lesson Plan || Seth&Roslyn
Roslyn couldn't bother to hide her chortle as Seth groaned and moaned in pain on the ground, her power proving useful to both her and her blonde-haired partner. As he began to rise from the ground, she prepared herself, her face becoming a more stoic and battle-ready formation as he gathered himself. She knew that revenge would come swiftly and deliver immense pain to her body in what would almost definitely be a higher magnitude than what she had done to him.
And in that thought, she had already been planning her next move and how to make it as painful as she could think of when Seth began mumbling what she both thought of and heard as an incoherent mumble that meant nothing to her and could do nothing to stop what would come next.
And it truly didn’t when Roslyn found herself screaming in pain at the bone manipulation. She knew she’d survive because Seth knew what he was doing, but the pain was so unbearable that she actually refused to allow herself to look down at her own leg as it was being mangled. The pressure of the blonde ripping at her bone was enough to encourage Roslyn’s sub-conscious to pay little attention to the violence and to continue to focus on recovery and vengeance, though she was almost tired of the violence already.
Her screams of pain were most likely dull compared to others as she became almost adapted to the pain, finding herself fortunate as her leg was snapped into place and swiftly healed shut once more. She glared at her partner before jumping to her feet, waddling for a moment before cracking her neck and turning around, facing the tall blonde.
“What now, Seth?” She smiled, her expression quickly turning blank as she stared at the ceiling of the large room. She kept her gaze focused at the corner of the room, smiling as she possessed Seth’s leg and made him tumble over almost playfully, also invoking a Charlie horse that would kill him for a while.
“This is boring.”
Seth stood slowly, watching Roslyn carefully as she tested her leg for a moment. He knew something was coming from the girl, but ending up on the ground, laying on his side with such a sharp cramp in his leg was not what he was expecting.
He bit hard into his lip, only tensing up more and making the pain worse. He glared up at the girl and let out a low growl. "Fuck you," he said, his voice straining. He shifted awkwardly, trying to get his leg into a position that would lessen the pain. He took a deep breath, his muscles relaxing enough to allow him to stand. Putting weight on his leg, though, felt like he was pressing down on a bruise. He looked at Roslyn, who was wearing a dirty smirk across her face, and rolled his eyes.
He took a few steps to test his ability to walk, limping just slightly on his right leg. His partner just looked far too amused for his liking, so he flicked his wrist quickly, easily shattering the bones in her already injured foot, sending splinters shooting through her sneaker. He laughed at the sounds she made, shaking his head and healing her wound quickly. He picked her off her feet and nudged her toward the door. "Go on then, if you're bored," he said, stepping just behind her. "I'm sure you could think of something else that's more fun."
Time to unwind
I didn’t expect you to be able to put very many sentences before frothing at the mouth and trying to chop my head off. So not an idiot. Just focused on things other than literature.
I would never show you anything but.
Ouch, man. That might be a little harsh. I couldn't get to this rank without some brains, eh?
That's a good girl.
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Maybe idiot is a strong word…
Well maybe very curious. Either way we shall see, won’t we?
You wouldn't be the only one to assume such things, Miss. It's okay to admit it. I won't be offended.
I can only hope. Should the situation arise, you'd be wise to show me your best.