Fire and Ice

N/A · 12-27-2013, 10:03 PM

Touchy.

That was the first word that came to mind, when the male reacted. She did not move, she would not step back, or allow him the pleasure of a reaction as he moved into a defensive position, that at the same time was seemingly aggressive. Passive expression was dull on her face, boredom etched itself into her violet eyes. Princess? Well, at least he got one aspect of royalty right. Her gums curled back slightly, revealing the sharp and delicate ivories that they usually so daintily hid. Her eyes narrowed, violet slits portraying her annoyance at his tone, ears flattening against her head slightly.

"Obviously one of higher standard that you, Cretin."

She would spit her words at him, the tone laced with venom, daring him to do something. Would this creature dare threaten one of such a blood as she? Perhaps she'd be amused long enough to find out. Yes, underneath it all, Roman was greatly amused. At least something interesting was coming out of her travels.

Speech,

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