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[i]-Ryuma Hitsugaya-[/i][/center]
And her next blow did come. Ryuma didn't know what kind of drug she was on, but her paranoia was through the roof. He took that moment to glance up to see the logged ceiling, trying to keep himself was doing anything drastic. But this was assault, right?

Why did he feel so ashamed right now? It wasn't like he had done anything besides self-preservation. The athlete felt like some husband that came home late after cheating on his wife, drunk, and his wife standing in the dark, with a bat. As she gets more animated, her voice gets higher and higher she repeats her same argument and becomes far too proud of herself. But this was a shemale he had never encountered before, let alone taken down the aisle.

Ryuma squatted down and swerved out of the way as another chair was aimed at his head... But it came nowhere near him. The athlete started to circle around the white-haired lioness, keeping his hands up as she threw chair after chair at him. Maybe she was more like a female praying mantis, if so, she wasn't allowed anywhere near genitals.

[color=lightgray]"Call them, let them know some gal is trying to bark me to death!"[/color] He still was in a defensive position and stared longingly at the door, but she now stood directly in his way. As she stared for the doors, Ryuma took a few cautious steps forward, only for her to turn around and get in his face.

Bossy much? She was really getting on his last nerve. Ryuma's mother had always told him to respect women, but again, she had tried to bludgeon him to death. With one swift movement he grabbed the inside of her extended forearm and raised it high. With his other hand he grabbed her last failed murder weapon, brought it up and threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces. [color=lightgray]"Look, I need you to [i]shut up[/i] for a sec! [i]Geez![/i]"[/color]

Ryuma brought up his free hand to his head and slipped it down his face, sighing, [color=lightgray]"I don't know where we are, who [i]you[/i] are, or why you're trying to kill me. I need you to calm down and think for a second. Why were we drugged and is there anyone else around?"[/color] He kicked at the broken chair, not wanting her to try and pick a piece up and use it as a weapon, then he brought his face closer, looking into her probably disgusted eyes,[color=lightgray] "Please?"[/color]

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