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Post by cyanide on Nov 3, 2012 13:01:14 GMT -8
The chagrin was crystal clear in the slight flush of her face. Not even a minute of peace and already a jerk to ruin the day; she could feel her temper flaring and her agitation increasing with the intruding player. It was as if this Tamer thought she had some god-given right to mosey on up to unsuspecting players and "put them in their place," or whatever it was that this aggravating fly figured she was doing.
If it was an act of vexation, she was playing her part well. What was that user of her's? Cyanide squinted. Needle. Well, she was very needling and she would be damned if that player name wasn't suitable to this pest. And what was up with that accent? It made her want to cringe! She gave her partner a side-glance, an eyebrow raised half in disbelief, the other in barely suppressed outrage as the mocking continued. The DoKunemon of hers, however, seemed more intent on focusing on the Gizamon as though she would rather centre her attention on something that wasn't about to explode or one that wasn't a source of hostility.
"You're just one big know-it-all, huh? You don't know nothin' about me, so you can cut out your act. And maybe that ridiculous accent, like what even," the green-haired tamer countered, fists shoved precariously at her own hips. If she had to stare down this supposedly tough player, than so be it. Though it seemed that wouldn't happen any time soon. After all, this appeared to be a goad to get her to fight back with words - and more importantly, with a battle request. Something she could oblige to, even if this was just a ploy to trick her into it. But it wasn't so much as a trick but a half-baked plan when she already sniffed it out a mile off.
"Maybe words won't cut it, huh?" she mused out loud, never taking her eyes off Needle, like the other might launch herself at her. "That would shut your facehole for a good second at least!"
Nox returned the Gizamon's look, shaking her head, zigzagged antennae quivering. "Oh boy," she sighed under breath. It was only a matter of time before she found herself in another duel she had told herself, but it had wistfully been hoped not to end up playing out like this.
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