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YOU HATE HER. SHE DOESN’T DIE WHEN SHE’S KILLED APPARENTLY. AND SHE WANTS YOU DEAD. HEART AIN’T EVEN A PART OF IT ANYMORE- https://t.co/qwurlvQrGg
If she even tried, she’d be in for a very rude awakening regarding what exactly he could do, other than summoning blood. Besides, if she didn’t wanna be treated like an animal, maybe she shouldn’t let her hunger drive her like one. https://t.co/naOMtJcViF
>that probably just confirmed his status in her mind.
“It’s clear you got no idea what you’re dealing with. Maybe you’ll learn as I pound you into the concrete and leave you skewered there for whatever other battle nuns are out there to find! I know one that would hate you!”
“Heh.” Somehow, this made the bloody young man grin, cracking his neck as the red on his arms and in his eyes shifted slightly. “You’re from the church, yeah? When I smack you to the ground like the bug you are, are you gonna turn your other cheek? Come on and show me!” https://t.co/L84p37aMAM
“I mean, when am I sayin’ it? Most times if I’m takin’ someone out, I’m beating them until they can’t get up or I’m takin’ the brat on a trip. But ‘take out’ means more than that. There’s, ah. Take out food. Takin’ out the trash, or takin’ stuff out of a box. They’re words.” https://t.co/cXN8lilK3q
“Just get a new job. Or rob people of their money. Shouldn’t be anything new for someone like you.”
Who the hell was this guy!? https://t.co/usM6ChhZzV
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“…now don’t ask me how I got that, because I just wanna lay down and forget. Fucking Americans. Pain in the ass, all the time…”
Carmine then crashed on the floor near her blanket fort and conked out.
[ Nanako got: BLOOD-NAP! ]
[ Note: Nanako may change the name at will- ]
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“Good job getting another year under you, brat. Here’s a new toy to try out.”
If she did try out the worn, bloodied, old Bowie knife, she’d find herself easier to hide for some reason, as well as more easily able to stab where it really hurt, and stab there harder.
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