[ Hearing him speak, her brows twinge into a furrow. She draws a breath, but her voice is lethal. ]
Focused... on the job...
[ There are so many emotions festering within her that she's always pushed down, and they're all reacting and bubbling over like one of Othello's stupid experiments. (And the only ones that she ever payed attention to were those involving explosions, so she'd know!)
As she's always expressed best, wrath takes the forefront; lifting her clenched hands, she plummets them into the table, causing it to splinter. ]
They've kept this from us for one hundred years!!
[ At least she has enough foresight to shove the table away before it buckles over their knees. The newfound space also gives her the range to pace. ]
One hundred years, in which we looked one another in the eye nearly every bloody day but suffered our nights in crippling loneliness! Fuck their jobs, those hypocritical bloody sods!
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Focused... on the job...
[ There are so many emotions festering within her that she's always pushed down, and they're all reacting and bubbling over like one of Othello's stupid experiments. (And the only ones that she ever payed attention to were those involving explosions, so she'd know!)
As she's always expressed best, wrath takes the forefront; lifting her clenched hands, she plummets them into the table, causing it to splinter. ]
They've kept this from us for one hundred years!!
[ At least she has enough foresight to shove the table away before it buckles over their knees. The newfound space also gives her the range to pace. ]
One hundred years, in which we looked one another in the eye nearly every bloody day but suffered our nights in crippling loneliness! Fuck their jobs, those hypocritical bloody sods!