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[anangryinch]

[Thistle's in a bad mood, not that it'd be easy to tell one of her bad moods from her good moods. She's lounging in an armchair in the study and sharpening a throwing knife. When she's satisfied, she flings it at the entrance.

Should you happen to walk in at this moment, this will probably sail uncomfortably close to your head and land with a loud thwack as it's embedded in the door frame.]

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[sonatadespair]

...

*welp*

[anangryinch]

[She narrows her eyes and lifts her head when she sees someone wander in.

...oh. You.

She takes another knife from her jacket and begins sharpening it. Maybe with her next throw she can lop off one of your batwings. :'>]

[sonatadespair]

*any follow-up knives will be blasted to smithereens, but feel free to try*

Having fun?

[anangryinch]

[i h8 u :[ ]

I was.

[There's a collection of gashes in the wall and door frame from earlier tosses. She only has three throwing knives, so she has to get up and collect them whenever she runs out. it's a lot of work :( ]

[sonatadespair]

*sorry 4 party rockin*

You've certainly been busy.

[anangryinch]

As if there's anything else to do in this wretched place.

[who are you kidding, thistle, you love wrecking the fancy furniture and decor]

[sonatadespair]

You certainly have barbaric tastes.

[anangryinch]

'Tastes'? And I suppose you enjoy being trapped in this posh hell.

[sonatadespair]

I was referring to the slinging around of bits of metal. I can't imagine it's very satisfying. Nor constructive.

[anangryinch]

Satisfying?

I beg to differ.

Though not nearly so satisfying as putting them to flesh and bone.

I hardly expect a woman to understand.

[sonatadespair]

Oh? I see little difference between us.

*wow rude sonata*

[anangryinch]

[i am OBVIOUSLY way cooler]

I only look like this due to a curse! I am... I was a man.

[sonatadespair]

Hohh...

*ew dudes*

I suppose you really are human.

[dearkaiserin]

[...knife.]

Cheerful and restrained, I see.

[She grabs the knife to pull it out of the wall.]

[anangryinch]

[tch]

Were I not restrained, that would've ended up in your skull.

[But she bristles juuust a little when kaiserin goes to STEAL her knife, watching her like a hawk >:{ ]

[dearkaiserin]

...you can throw knives with enough force to pierce bone?

[She examines the knife, runs her finger across the edge to test its sharpness. (And seems oddly satisfied when a little drop wells up on the tip.)]

You must take good care of these.

[anangryinch]

[wow rude >:{ ]

Would you care to find out?

[She snorts at the compliment.]

Of course. Be thankful I do not show you how sharp all my blades are, woman.

[straight to the threats of bodily harm. She must be peeved about SOMETHING.]

[dearkaiserin]

[...well, you're certainly speaking her language.

She walks into the room, drops the knife neatly in front of Thistle so she can lean on the back of the armchair.]

As interested as I am, I have a feeling you'd go overboard at the moment.

[anangryinch]

[people aren't supposed to be INTERESTED in being STABBED

She snatches the knife when it's dropped and inspects it for cooties damage.]

And why is that.

[she likes to think she's stoic and mysterious. lol no, thistle]

[dearkaiserin]

[yeah well i'm not most people am i ;o]

You're clearly angry.

Did someone disturb your mystique?

[anangryinch]

[nnngh]

I'm frustrated because I'm surrounded by idiot mortals who think they might know how to deal with the wicked better than I.

[dearkaiserin]

Define "wicked".

I know that some of us have had plenty of experience with moral bankruptcy.

[anangryinch]

The parasitic supernatural forces that are wont to take bodies as hosts and hostages.

[yeah that's kind of my specialty]

[dearkaiserin]

And they should trust your judgement because you were one?

Flawless logic.

[anangryinch]

They should trust me because I know how they operate.

Better than thinking that deals can be brokered with them.