[indent]She kept speaking. On and on she kept speaking like she had input. This girl could not listen. She would not learn. It was irking Hayato to no end. She even tried to argue with him, or refute him. She had obviously just spoke as if things we--[/indent]

She touched him. At first, a poke. But then she put her whole hand on his chest. All five digits. This girl, this little girl, seriously did not know her place, and Hayato was right about to teach it to her. He ignored the rest of what she said and simply grabbed her hand. At first, seemingly sincerely, folding his fingers across it, but only for a few seconds before he slipped his index finger around her ring finger and his thumb gently inside the crest of her finger... and pushed.

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He broke her finger. Bent it back completely, nearly making it touch the back of her hand. His strength was overwhelming in comparison to hers and his free hand was ready to retaliate to any offense she may have using his White Jacket Insanity. He didn't let go, either. Instead, he just slipped his fingers over to her middle finger and pressed on it, torturing her and letting her see her own blood drip down from the stub of a finger she had left. He didn't break it, but he could. He would, too. She had to be put in her place. Roughly. She literally was just too stubborn to hit an epiphany, so Hayato was going to force it on it. 

[i]"No one can hear youse scream, mon cheri, but do try for me. You need not only punished for chur insolence, but for... dat ignorance. Tell me, what makes chu tick, girl? What makes lil ole you think chu can talk to me like chu do? Some books? Maybe 'cause you heal teh half-dead? Seen a some bodies, 'ave'ya?"[/i] 

[center][i]"You t'ink what chu know matters, but it really don't... ya see, even teh shit I seen ain't nothin' to someone like Kirugetsu or Hosuka. You bes' be steppin' down off yo pedastal real quick like."[/i]

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