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[byherscore]

[ a face appears, her smile glinting with an edge of danger as she speaks ]

That's not

very

nice.

[ she leans in close, eyes flashing a brilliant blue before fading darker. ]

If you're not here soon, well... I guess I'll just have a little bit of fun. [ she flicked her wrist then, the phone fizzling out with a plop as it landed in the fountain. Diva's a bit pissed off after all. Her Riku's gotten away again and just before she found him. And if her chevalier (any of them) don't come find her soon, well... who knows who might get hurt. Do tread with care. ]

((ooc: Diva's not happy at the moment, so if you want to action it up, be prepared for potential unpleasantness depending on how the threads go. I won't go too extreme, no worries! She's more interested in general destruction then a feast right now. ))

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[indecent_butterfly]

[Aww how sad.

Ne stands and bows solemnly.]

One does beg forgiveness for not being quite so tasty.

[Or who knows, Karl's never been stupid brave enough to try a devil's blood after discovering the effects of Setsuna's.]

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[byherscore]

[ she giggled then ] Were you offering? [ blood is never so sweet when freely given. She had chevaliers for that. No... the sweetness was in their screams, in the light fading from their eyes. She could always feel their heart break beneath her fangs.

Better to just rip the man apart. ]

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[indecent_butterfly]

Only if One's Lord wished it. [And ne has no plans on giving him any ideas about it. Not that Diva would get any of that from nem in either case. A devil who can vaporize isn't very easy to catch.]

From what this One has heard, you wouldn't want that either.

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[byherscore]

Hmm... and why wouldn't I? [ Diva takes what Diva wants. ]

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[indecent_butterfly]

One is not so certain how appetizing a devil's blood. [Good luck with that.]

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[byherscore]

Are you a devil then?

[ she jumps to her feet, sniffing the air as she creeps a little bit closer ] But you smell just like them. [ but she's tempted now, truly tempted. She's never had a devil for a meal before. the novelty almost makes up for the looks. ]

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[indecent_butterfly]

Usually this One is said to smell of sulfur...

[Not worried over that creeping at all. Manners would dictate a proper greeting however, so ne stands to bow.]

One is called Mad Hatter, the jester of Hell, and Satan of Pride.

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[byherscore]

[ ah, yes. Disinfectant and chemicals and constant scrubbing. Just like her Amshel, just like those men who steal her blood. ]

A hatter?

[ her attention is caught, the rest is forgotten. She laughs a little, dashing in to steal that hat if she may. ] And did you make this? It hardly seems mad at all.

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[indecent_butterfly]

No, One is not a creator.

[Unless it's to create chaos.

As for the hat...it's just the hat and not nir head, if it lands in Diva's hands that is all well and good.]

It's not the hat that's mad, it's the wearer. Although, it is just one of many things this One has been called.

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[byherscore]

[ she tossed the hat, not caring where it landed or if it suffered a tear or two at her hands. It did her no good if it wasn't mad after all. ]

Then if you're mad, prove it. I'd love to hear you scream.

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[indecent_butterfly]

[Sorry Diva, not happening. The hat lands in a small shadow which makes it easier to be retrieved, from one shadow to another, ne reaches through and pulls nir hat back.]

Or it could be that One makes others mad.[It is a thought knowing how contrary ne can be.] Screaming isn't very appropriate for no reason.