#✦・゚・゚﹡ ❰ ᵃᶰ ᵉᵈᵘᶜᵃᵗᶦᵒᶰ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒʳᵗˢ﹔ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ⁰¹⁰⋅ ❱
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✦・゚・゚﹡ @burnsyourhand 
                              ❝   oh,  it's  just  you,    ❞   exasperation  had  captured  her  tones,  piercing  gaze  rising,  only  to  drop  back  down  to  the  screen  before  her.  it  wasn't  often  people  were  BRAVE  enough  to  step  into  her  office  UNANNOUNCED,  in  fact,  she  was  in  the  utmost  certain  that  he  was  the  ONLY  one  whom  ever  had.  she  had  a  reputation  that  preceded  her,  after  all.  scary  eyes,  a  HARSH  accent  &&  the  inability  to  give  a  fuck  about  what  anyone  else  thought  of  her.  yes,  professor  marsaili  oakdown  was  a  formidable  force  despite  her  petite  stature.  &&  there  wasn't  many  whom  were  stupid  enough  to  cross  her  path  that  left  UNSCATHED  &&  that,  that  was  just  the  way  she  liked  it.  it  was  a  rather  effective  way  of  keeping  people  away  from  her.  MOST  PEOPLE,  anyway.  he  kept  coming  back  no  matter  how  many  times  that  she,  rather  ABRUPTLY,  told  him  to  do  the  opposite  on  more  than  one  occasion. 
                              it  was  only  then  that  her  attention  drew  back  to  the  other,  whom  she  ALMOST  forgot  was  even  standing  there  for  a  moment.  ❝   well,  go  on  then,  what  the  fuck  d'you  want  ??    ❞   harsh  glaswiegan  tones  slipped  her  lips,  gaze  once  again  rising  to  meet  the  of  the  other's,  annoyance  seeping  'cross  the  expanse  of  her  features  as  she  waited  for  his  reply.  &&  whilst  she  came  to  doubt  that  it  was  anything  of  IMPORTANCE,  it  was  a  welcome  distraction  from  the  work  that  currently  sat  before  her,  still  waiting  to  be  done.  for  even  she  had  to  ADMIT  that  he  was  the  only  one  that  had  ever  come  close  to  matching  her  ATTITUDE,  her  rather  foul  language,  he  was  marginally  more  INTERESTING  than  anyone  else  in  this  dull,  dead  end  place.  a  admirable  sparring  partner,  if  nothing  else.  a  good  challenge,  a  toy  to  play  with,  for  that,  that  was  as  good  as  she  was  going  to  get,  especially  around  here.
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