Small sunshine to my eyes, come to me.
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Thread Topic: Small sunshine to my eyes, come to me.
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Pitch: Did you not hear me clearly? Yes. You are with Sir Sybil, the Peace Prince. >=> Or hasn't he ask you to be the Peace Princess yet? I guess not since you clearly don't know what the hell I'm talking about.
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Okay, you're really being an ass, Pitch. And he hasn't ask me anything. ewe
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Pitch: Thank you. I'm trying my best to be one. *fake pout* Aww.. That's too baaad... Now get off me. e.e I have a meeting to attend.
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*gets off, glaring*
You were better off dead. -
Pitch: *gets up* Oh? Then fullfill your needs. *tosses her a dagger* Go ahead. In the heart, princess. You can do it.
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*goes still*
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Pitch: What's wrong, princess? Can't do it? OH. *storms over, getting all up in her face, eyes red* That's what I thought. You say things but you don't do them. You never listen. BE A TRAITOR. BE A LIAR. BUT BE SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS. AT LEAST TRY.
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*looks away, avoiding eye contact*
*wince*
I do.. -
Pitch: *slaps the dagger down, angrilly* NO YOU DON'T.If you did, then you would've been moving on when I first told you to and not bother Inez and I. It's your fault why I "died". It's your fault why Inez almost did as well because of your prince!
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*tears up*
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Pitch: *pulls away* Ah revoir. e.e *and flies off*
Slayter: ...*has been standing by the whole time* Princess... -
..He's right. I don't blame him for hating me..
*falls to the ground, sniffling* -
Slayter: ..*picks her up, bridal style* *walks back in the castle*
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*snuggles close to him*
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Slayter: *leads her to her new room*
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