By the time Greed got her up to the stage she was flushing all the way up to her hairline and well down past her collar, even her ears were red. She hissed at him, half watching the room in the process, "What makes you think I am actually going to do this!?" And, rather than making a break for it off the stage she wound up standing as close to him as possible, as if trying to camouflage herself by blending in with both of their dark clothing.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-07-05 01:49 am (UTC)