oo1 . voice/action

[forhishonor]

--Hey!

[ the sound of muffled footsteps, quick and light, can be heard, followed a scant second later by swearing. ]

GIVE MY SWORD BACK, YOU ASSHOLE!

[ language, young master nightray. ]

Ugh! Give me that back or I swear on my honor as a Nightray that I will make you pay!

[ and now, more rapid footsteps, this time much louder and clearer than the last set. if you're prowling around the streets of the city, it might be best to scurry out of the way lest you be slammed into by an angry little boy. ]

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[forhishonor]

And I saw you just a few hours ago, at the tea party.

[ y'know, the stupid one held at that stupid manor by that stupid Vessalius duke. ]

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[knaveswitness]

Brat it is then. Nightray brat- need to differentiate you from the more blonde one, after all.

[knaveswitness]

Ah, that's right. The tea party.

How could I forget.

[forhishonor]

[ CRAI. ]

Maybe you're getting old.

[knaveswitness]

I dare say, did someone say something, Emily?

I thought I heard a gnat.

[forhishonor]

Don't ignore me! Unless your hearing is going too...

[knaveswitness]

Oh yes, I believe it might be going this very moment.

[forhishonor]

[ that is such a lie ]

Don't ignore me! What's the point in speaking to me if you're simply going to ignore me?

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[knaveswitness]

Must there be a point to everything I do?

[knaveswitness]

Mayhaps I'm waiting for you to say something worth listening to.