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Bern:
Lulu

Wench? Devil?

She blinked but the and tried to take a step back but the hand held her in place, even as it had sunk into her unnaturally soft skin that could be molded like dough. Its softness and texture was wholly inhuman, no mere skin contact from anither could possibly feel this sinfully good.

"You.... YOU call me a wench and a devil? How dare you? I just came here to help and give you a gift to realize that which you so crave and you call me that? Yeah I know my breasts are massive and I happen to really like black ok, , why are you shaming me like this Vega? Do you hate confident women do you, do you? I could write a whole book about men like you, no a whole book about you. Yes that would sell for a hefty buck I bet. Hey there! Come watch the autobiography of circus boy Vega, the never endubg failure! How's that for a joke huh?"

Kotomine_Rin:
Vega

"Huh?"

He looked totally surprised at the reaction. What was once anger had washed as soon as it came, and he just apologized sheepishly.

"I called you a wench out of anger, and I shouldn't have. But the devil part was a compliment. I'm saying you're a devilish cute lady, not that you're an actual demon... Thatd be ridiculous."

He composed himself and looked away. Damn, why did that wench have to give all these useless details?

"You did slap me..." He rubbed his cheek.

Bern:
Lulu

"Were talking inside a dream and you're calling that ridiculous, you weren't entirely wrong though, I'm not a human." She moved to the side so that he wouldn't be able to look away from her. Yet he still thought she was a wench even now, how curious., how potently dishonest.

"And I'd slap you again if that's what it took to get you out of your cage. Hate me all you want but at least be honest about it, just now you thought I was wench again for giving you all that info. But don't you see, the pursuit of useless trivia is a beauty itself."

Kotomine_Rin:
Vega

"Why would I hate you?" He cocked his head innocently. His eyes were now more focused, for a moment, and drinking in the figure in front of him in a more tender manner. "Hate isn't something to feel for someone beneath you. Wouldn't pity be more appropriate? Oh, I do pity you. After all, you are so focused on a simple world you're not even looking at the bigger picture. Something I'm ashamed to admit... is my own failing as well." He took her hand, more gently than his initial action, and lowered into a light curtsy.

One by one, the beast-like audience members lit up like candles, until flames illuminated the stage like stars. Was this his dream too? To watch them burn around him?

"You're a prickly flower. How fascinating..." He suddenly rose back up and held her chin with dainty fingers. He purred and whispered, but there was no true gentleness in his smile. "Should I pluck you from the root, or nurture you with my love? Which one would you prefer? Don't bother. You can answer to your heart's content after you tell me the real reason you've saved me from this ridiculous mirror in my self. Why bother?"

Bern:
Lulu

"Beneath you?" She looked up at him unflinchingly without blinking, it wasn't different though, since she hadn't blinked once since coming here, or maybe that was just the feeling she was giving off. Her crystal blue eyes leveled a piercing gaze at him, but it wasn't icy cold or anything. If anything it was like a playful wave from the ocean on a hot summer day.

"The only way I'll ever be beneath you is in the bedroom, and good luck with that endeavor, I didn't come here to flirt with you. You're far more intriguing than that and I can open up the way to the you that you were meant to be....as for your other question, why chose when you can have both."

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