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Oh, yeah? Do I get a cut of that since it's MY secrets you're selling?
I think we're finished here, then. A word of warning, though, if I may.
Tread carefully. The Knights of Seiros don't tolerate thievery.
( She'd almost feel bad. Almost. Mostly pity. )
I could always throw my journal at you! It's pretty heavy!
Oh, really?
. . . .Snrk— Mrmrm. . . . !
( She has to physically hold herself back from letting a chuckle go through, coughing to keep it down. )
You really oughta find a time and a place for that.
[Skirting around Niles's implications. They are not having any of that.]
If you're not, then what were you trying to do? You can't tell me you REALLY just have a craving for being beat up?
[Staring at him flatly.]
I don't suppose you have the coin to replace it.
[Without any warning, Niles hurls the cup at the ground, shattering it.]
C-C'mon! That pose? The way you asked for it? You're—Snrk—You're on a whole different level than Inigo! I never thought I'd see something like it!
[Niles squints as he stands back up, a bit bewildered.] Pardon?
[Niles squints as he stands back up, a bit bewildered.] Pardon?
( Pulling her hand away from her hair, she begins to cover her mouth to feign shock.
Then, she begins wildly laughing. )
OOOOH MY GODS!!! You're hilarious!! I can't believe I've found someone that's got him beat!
[Niles squints as he stands back up, a bit bewildered.] Pardon?
[Without any warning, Niles hurls the cup at the ground, shattering it.]
[Looking at the tin.]
It's a Southern Fruit blend, if you were curious.
[Without any warning, Niles hurls the cup at the ground, shattering it.]
( She begins to curl some of her hair around her finger, shifting weight to one side. )
I'm not gonna just PREPARE you for a punishment!
[Niles pouts and crosses his arms.] You may not be as clueless as you appear, but I can certainly take a beating. Test me if you like.
[Niles pouts and crosses his arms.] You may not be as clueless as you appear, but I can certainly take a beating. Test me if you like.
[Niles pouts and crosses his arms.] You may not be as clueless as you appear, but I can certainly take a beating. Test me if you like.
[They could be annoyed, but it doesn't come across in their tone or face.]
His bangs have kind of got this fwoop to it! Some of it probably gets stuck in his eyes when he's dancing. Or, you know, whenever he's doing anything! He's also got this neat little claw, hook, horn earring on his left ear? I forgot what it was!
[Wait. Niles shuts his mouth, and then a smirk curls his lips.] Well, if you so insist, maybe I should meet this fellow. What's he look like?
[Pouring a cup of tea.]