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Vera was stunned into silence by Alex's sudden exclamation. By the time she could have formed a response, the other girl had already launched into a nonsensical rant about why they hadn't spoken to each other until now. 

[color=magenta]"Well how was I-"[/color] but she was still fated to not yet get a word in edgewise, as Michael interjected himself into things once again. And there it was once more, boiling back up without delay, Vera's  comfort zone -- a red haze of spite and indignation. [color=magenta]"Like I said,"[/color] Vera spoke coldly as she turned her head to acknowledge Michael's presence. [color=magenta]"Nosy. If I wanted you to know my name, you'd know it. I don't want you to know me, and I certainly don't want to know you!"[/color] she snapped at him.

[color=magenta]"But sure, everyone seems just fine,"[/color] she scoffed. [color=magenta]"Since I'm to blame, I suppose I should just get out of your hair, Alex. Wolfram goes to Clausewitz now. Maybe you can go track him down later and tell him everything he did wrong, too. He already blames himself anyway. Might as well make it official."[/color]