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Eyebrows raise. “Oh how origin....”
The sheer audacity of the other makes him sneer but before he can retaliate a piercing, awful pain causes the comb in his grip to fall. His pupils shrivel into tiny pinpricks, the only real indication of the agony the assault’s caused.
He retracts his fangs with a gooey suctioning noise and slides his tongue back into his mouth. Straightening his bow tie laconically with a polite smile, he gives no indication of the fist that shoots through the other’s screen. Glass cracks and pierces his hand with an electric jolt but he remains his composure, even as he slides his hand out now covered in blood and embedded with shards.
“Oh I’m sorry darling....I must have looked at you.”
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