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I don't care if he's the President. *He gives your arm another sharp tug, forcing you to stumble after him.* You're not to speak to him. Ever.

*stumbles, gripping his arm to steady myself* you can't tell me who to talk to! *voice shaky with anger*

*He stops walking, turning to face you. His eyes are blazing, his voice dangerously quiet.* I just did.

*His grip on your arm tightens painfully. His eyes narrow into slits as he stares at the newcomer.* Verity's brother? *He spits the word out like poison.* You have a lot of nerve showing your face here.

Falselity: why?

*His grip on Verity's arm tightens, and his voice drops to a low, dangerous growl.* You know damn well why. *He jerks his head toward Verity.* Now get out of my sight before I forget they exist.

*peers down* eh it's a wall not the great wall of china we'll patch it