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Gladiatrix
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SHIMIZU, LIÁN
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1:35 P.M.
'Shit. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid.' Lián cringes at the sound of his joints popping as he walks towards them, the feeling of wanting to vomit at the mere presence of such a revolting person (in her eyes, at least) was coming on strong. When Kuma touches her head, she pulls away and scowls, fixing the hair that was now ruined thanks to his ministrations. "I'm not your little sister, Beru-me," she spits out bitterly. Unfortunately for the small girl, she was lifted and squeezed by this hulk of a boy. She makes a show of whining and hitting him with her fists, getting him to put her down. When he does, she sighs in relief and increases the distance between the two of them, looking away so she wouldn't have to see him at all. At the sight of his owner's displeasure, Fushi begins to growl at Kuma. At the mention of her misdeeds towards him during their time together at their last school, she smirks, satisfied that he had remembered them. "Maybe next time, don't fucking get in my way?" She says, turning her head to glare at him.
Looking down at Fushi, and back at her phone, she pulls on the dog's leash to go back in the direction she had originally come from. "Well, whatever, I need to go, anyways. I'm feeling a little bilious from all of you." And so, Lián quickly makes her way away from the group in order to escape from Kuma and the others, not bothering to give so much as another look towards them. She was never truly interested in staying there for so long, the capability of staying levelheaded in order for some random stranger whom she didn't want crying (and coincidentally going to the same school as her) was wearing thin. As she walks away, she was genuinely feeling a lot better, in fact, perhaps even lighter now that she was getting further away from her recent distractions.
1:42 P.M.
Idea Sxorchem Rage