[ as always, her temper gives her tunnel-vision, so for a second Prompto completely slips her mind; a few months out of Wonderland isn't enough to take the Deadman habits from her, and one of those is not really expecting anyone to even spare her a glance when she gets violent. when Prompto draws attention to himself by trying to talk her down, in a brief moment, her anger just shifts onto him. ]
You— [ she was going to snap at him to shut up, but he gets hit with the glitter and it bursts on the back of his head and she just blinks at him. like a gear got knocked loose, her anger grinds to a halt, and instead she points a finger in his direction. pauses. tries to find her train of thought again: ] —... shut up.
[ well. she's over it, now. she shoves away from the droid and runs a hand through her hair, looking a little embarrassed by her outburst. ]
It's nothing to do with you, I'm just sick of these fuckin' things.
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You— [ she was going to snap at him to shut up, but he gets hit with the glitter and it bursts on the back of his head and she just blinks at him. like a gear got knocked loose, her anger grinds to a halt, and instead she points a finger in his direction. pauses. tries to find her train of thought again: ] —... shut up.
[ well. she's over it, now. she shoves away from the droid and runs a hand through her hair, looking a little embarrassed by her outburst. ]
It's nothing to do with you, I'm just sick of these fuckin' things.