She's a giggle at a funeral

*Valentine* · 02-12-2015, 12:57 PM

She pushed against his chest, the touch snapping through him like lightning. The transfer of energy, the shift from pure aggression, wasn't lost on him. He felt it too. Valentine leaned down slowly, deliberately, his chin tipping towards her right ear. His knees bent, bringing him closer to her height as his demeanor shifted to become something a little less readable, but no less intense. There was a beat of silence followed by the whispered word, "Lies." He then kicked forward abruptly, seeking to slam his chest into hers and then, while still pushing forward, straighten to his full height in the hopes of throwing her over backwards.

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