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Yeah, she’s full of herself. It was going to be very satisfying to take this woman down a notch or two. The only question that remained was how long it would take, and how much of her bitching Rebeca would have to endure until then. “Well, since you know so much more than the rest of us, apparently, why don’t you stop flapping your mouth, sit down, and share?” Her eyes narrowed in a minor challenge. “Or do you like the sound of your own voice so much that you want to see how much hot air you can make?

Mihkail gave a quiet rumble. You would know about hot air.

You’re the one who wanted a show. Giving a slight smile, she turned to the Mayor on her other side. “Sorry to bother you, but it would only be polite to make some room for our fellow Avatar, don’t you think?” Rebeca turned her gaze back to the newcomer. “Despite one that has yet to actually introduce herself.
@Sickle-cellI find Tantalus's comment that Hope reminds him of himself when he first got his powers very ironic, considering that Hope is a decade and a half older than him.
You do not ever see people politely speaking in turn in real life. That's not how conversations work.
@ChimeraIs there a particular response you are waiting for?
Okay. Perhaps you would like to play along? I think this would be funny.
@Chimera Hypothetically then, lets say someone did successfully pull it off. What would the reaction be?
As amusing as she found Alain’s behavior, in truth Rebeca felt sorry for him. It was obvious that he was even more uncomfortable with the whole situation than she was, and if the suspiciously audible hissing noise from the other side of the doors was any indication, she wasn’t the only one that had been deceived into coming. Mihkail had acted in a similar manner; different sounds, same meaning.
Unfortunately, making people feel better was not something she knew how to do. At all. And so, she remained silent.

When the food came out, she had to smile. Everyone save for her was served, for which she wasn’t offended in the slightest; in fact, she was sure that the reason involved a LOT of tears. That said, just the sight of all the food made her stomach growl quietly. She hoped that the sound was masked by Mihkail’s more amused rumbling. Don’t you say a word.

Wouldn’t dream of it.

She was about to respond with a scathing comment when a shining gold circle seemed to appear out of thin air by the locked entrance, through which a starry field could be seen. A short middle-aged woman with bright pinkish-purple hair and absolutely garish clothes emerged, and the circle shrank down to a bangle around her thin wrist. Another one? Who the hell is she supposed to be?

The woman sidled over, a bejeweled cane dropping out of another one of her gold circles. When she spoke, her tone reminded Rebeca of one of the old women back home, a memory that set her teeth grinding. Everything about her screamed arrogance, and in much the same way that Tantalus had, she instantly disliked her.

Stay.

Rebeca’s eyes flicked to her shoulder. Why? Sure, most of these people aren’t bad, but it sure as hell isn’t worth sticking around anyone who thinks they’re better than anyone else.

Mihkail kept his disinterested gaze on the newcomer. Because I want to see what happens when your food arrives.

The slightly mirthful tone he bore was all it took to convince her. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed, then opened her eyes and turned to the woman. “What makes you think the world needs saving? Or that we can do anything about it? I just get hot and punch stuff really hard.
@Chimera I'm curious. How would Hope react if she found herself outpranked?
I have something started as well, that I'll be working on and will have up when I can.

Pain will be had by all.
Sure, I'll take the chance to learn something before everyone else.
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