You think you're good enough?

N/A · 05-02-2013, 11:51 AM

Elphaba would offer the dame who had attempted her own life no sympathy. She had plenty a reason to consider such an option and yet she never had. She had never become so utterly weak. How irritating. Her tail would lash behind her, whipping through the air, displaying her aggression. She wanted no part in this dames pity party, if she was expecting someone to break down and cry, to sympathize with her, she would be sadly mistaken. Elphaba was a wolf of survival. One did not survive long by crying about their problems.

"Perhaps grow a spine, face your problems, assert them." Elphaba's tongue would fall quick and rounded, the crack of a whip as she answered the most obvious question. Her lips would curl up in a sneer as the dame asked for her word, her secrecy, her tail would lash out behind her once more. Irritation curling in the pit of her gut, just who did this creature think she was? Elphaba was under no one's command, at least no longer, she could do as she damn well pleased. "And if I refuse? Will you hurt me little dove?" Her voice revealed none of her irritation. It was emotionless, toneless, seemingly unphased by anything the woman had said or done. Eagerly she awaited her response.

"Speech"

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