[m] [p] i am fueled by filth fury
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Wanna end here? This has been fun! 8D
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[/html]At one moment, he was sneering and laughing and making all of the same faces her father used to make and then the next moment, he seemed solemn and angry. Well, he had been angry the entire time, but now it seemed more like a cold anger. She recognized it from others in Inferni, her mother, her father, Chapel--but she didn't dwell on Chapel much if she could help it--and she knew that it would be best to run while she was still able.

Just as quickly, he snapped and lunged at her. She dodged what she thought would be an incoming spear, and skittered farther away. Instead of slinking back like before, she twisting so that she could run sideways, dancing away with her long coyote legs.

"Die in a fire!" she shouted and then ran like hell. She hoped he would die being fucked by the ghost of her father (since really, what could be more gross?) but that would be difficult to convey to an idiot like him. [html]
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