"I care not. I'm on a mission to protect the king; I would rather be the one attacked. I do believe you have a death wish, however...you have to be a special kind of stupid to punch someone wielding firearms."
*covers her face with her hands* Ow.. whacha do that for? You wanna fight? I'd rather not, so you can go away now. *staggers off to get her face cleaned up*
I'm tired~! ^_^ I'd let the AAM and ABM to beat the heck out of me because you know~ I deserve it~ ^_^
Make it brief Sweet-hearts~ ^_^
*Laughs hysterically until tears form in her eyes*
"..." Fafnir stares austerely at the woman before engaging her, "...You need something? You better tell me why the Hell you did that in the first place."