[center] [h3][color=00aeef] Alice [/color] [/h3]
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Alice's eyes narrowed at the threat. [Color=00aeef][I] Did this bitch really just disrespect me? [/I][/color] she thought with venom.

With a flick of her hair, Alice crossed her hands, bending them the wrong way while she thought.

The offer was amazing, she couldn't deny that. Even temporarily. She could do something new, do intense research in that short time.

But was it worth the disrespect?

There was a loud crack as the cup Alice had had was knocked from the table.

Several minutes had passed, and she hasn't blinked out broke eye contact with Whetstone.

Returning her hands to normal, she took the handshake, firmly and with pressure.

[Color=00aeef]"Consider it a deal."[/color] she said as she stood up. [Color=00aeef]"Have her tell my front desk she's the Phoenix."[/color]

After a few steps, she looked over her shoulder. [Color=00aeef]"And next time, think about who you want to be rude with. I will not take it kindly next time,"[/color] she said before walking out the door before Whetstone could reply.

Within a half hour she'd be back at her desk, claw marks on the walls behind her.