Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-8723280-20170514133524

Perhaps in this they are mutual - they don't care about each other and they don't like each other. Except one of them was rational and logical to a fault, and the other was unbelievably aggressive and angry. They are doomed to enage and lock and spit at each other to force their points.

This was going to be a disaster.

"I'm not obsessed with you!" Lucina snarled, gripping the table knife a bit too hard for her own good. "You're fucking crazy and a dick and a crazy fucking dick." When her body came in front of the door, she crossed her hands beside her back, and gripped the door knob. If she was the type of person to, she'd let out a sigh of relief when it opened with a soft click.

But she wasn't, so she didn't.

Whatever temporary, uneasy truce there was, however brief, it was gone now. At least to the young woman, it was. "So, fuck you, and go eat a Grimm's dick!"

And then she slammed the closet door open and lunged for her whip with one hand.