Wenda

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*I glance down at the cup, then back to your face, my expression utterly flat.* Are you offering me a drink? How... hospitable. *My voice is laced with scorn.*

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*tastes blood, eyes wild with rage* You'll regret that! *suddenly grabs his leg and pulls him down hard*

that's nothing to me *grabs your neck*

*spits blood in his face* Stubborn fool!

*Swings*

*Dodges left* Too slow!

*Grabs her neck and holds her up when she goes left*

*I laugh weakly, blood trickling from the corner of my mouth* 'Self-defense? You call this self-defense? You shot me in the gut!'

you're about to stab me in the gut.

*I cough up a bit of blood* 'Well, yes, but I was going to make it quick. You, on the other hand, have left me here to bleed out. You're a monster!'

meoooooooooow ✨StRaWbErRyChEeSeCaKe✨

*Her eyes narrow, her patience wearing thin, she lifts the knife high above her head* "I said, you're in my way. And I don't like things that are in my way."

*I struggle against your grip, my laughter turning to a shriek as Simon tears into me. The pain is exquisite.* Yes! Harder!