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Send in ♔ for my muse’s reaction to yours pushing mine up against the wall.

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     There is a saying, if she can remember it correctly. Something along the lines of ‘it’s always fun and games until someone gets hurt’ or ‘someone gets killed’ — something like that. The assassin never really paid much attention to it; figured it didn’t apply to her. 

     Especially when it applies to a certain Overseer.

     She’s unsure how eyes can pick him from the crowd; they all wear those golden masks, ugly things. But somehow, this one acts different. One can’t place a finger on it, but he is different.

     It’s probably a stupid choice, to pick fun at him. What he is, what he is part of, it frightens her. Overseers, from what the rumors say, are ruthless. To the foreigner, they are unknown, and that is worse.

     The assassin fears that which she knows not. 

     But her childish torment has been met with no aggression, and so it persists. 

     She’s not sure what she’s said this time; something about the Overseers. Mind can’t seem to remember in it’s state of shock, for as soon as the words have been spoken, her back is rather roughly pushed against a wall. His body closes the space between them, and it takes a lot of willpower not to squirm. 

     After all, the last time Ira was this close to a man she didn’t mean to kill, he gifted some pretty scars upon the pale flesh of one’s back.

     Through nostrils does she inhale deeply, breath held for several consecutive moments. When it releases with noisy exhale, lips purse into a mocking smile. The spikes of worry are pushed aside, and soon words are spoken in a demeanor to match her smile.

               ❝Is this where you tell me all about the Strictures?❞