Bazira's eye's got wide once again with disbelief as she stopped and scoffed loudly. She turned but managed to restrain herself from running back and tearing his throat out. Her bared teeth slowly transformed into an angry smirk and she chuckled softly, letting it grow into an awkward (and almost maniacal) cackle.
"Unbearable!? Heh, are you serious?" she laughed half-heartedly. "You should try looking in the mirror for a change, pretty boy.~" She scoffed again and raised her nose in an arrogant fixture. "And just who exactly said I was trying to be attractive, huh? Exactly; no one." she growled.
Sketch bit back some of his own anger as he returned her stare. "Unbearable is not a term I would use on myself, m'dear." he mewed loudly enough for her to hear. "I can controll my temper." he stated, matter of factly. It was true; he had a tight hold on his temper. Very rarely did he let it show, and once it did, he had the restraint to quickly real it back into check. It was a much needed quality that Bazira would gain from, should she ever took the time to obtain it. It was a quality that allowed the Arkuhna to be so gentleman like and patient. "Please don't mistake my concern for pestering." he mewed in an apologetic tone.
Bazira furrowed her brow as she tried to get a handle on this male's odd personality. She rolled her eyes and gave him a mean, questioning glance. "Well, prince charming, your concern is well misplaced." she spat with a hint of sarcasm. "You shouldn't fixate yourself on strangers. It's a good way to get yourself killed."
[Lvl. 4 -- 16] [Lvl. 9 -- 43]
"Unbearable!? Heh, are you serious?" she laughed half-heartedly. "You should try looking in the mirror for a change, pretty boy.~" She scoffed again and raised her nose in an arrogant fixture. "And just who exactly said I was trying to be attractive, huh? Exactly; no one." she growled.
Sketch bit back some of his own anger as he returned her stare. "Unbearable is not a term I would use on myself, m'dear." he mewed loudly enough for her to hear. "I can controll my temper." he stated, matter of factly. It was true; he had a tight hold on his temper. Very rarely did he let it show, and once it did, he had the restraint to quickly real it back into check. It was a much needed quality that Bazira would gain from, should she ever took the time to obtain it. It was a quality that allowed the Arkuhna to be so gentleman like and patient. "Please don't mistake my concern for pestering." he mewed in an apologetic tone.
Bazira furrowed her brow as she tried to get a handle on this male's odd personality. She rolled her eyes and gave him a mean, questioning glance. "Well, prince charming, your concern is well misplaced." she spat with a hint of sarcasm. "You shouldn't fixate yourself on strangers. It's a good way to get yourself killed."
[Lvl. 4 -- 16] [Lvl. 9 -- 43]