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*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.

If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*

(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will resume tagging tomorrow!)

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[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

[ Senjogahara had a black belt in judge-fu by the age of 15, that has to count for something ]

Ah, has it? I couldn't tell with the already-revolting ambiance that seems to be encasing this spot.

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*You know much, yet you are still but the student, Senjogahara...!*

From the withering stench that surrounds you, I do not doubt you would be hard-pressed to notice anything of that sort at all.

I fear these flowers may start to wither in your presence.

[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

If they've survived so far around you, nothing I could possibly inflict upon them would even compare. It seems you've even messed up your own nose, if you think my own smell comes even a fraction close to rivaling the stench that is your own. Such a shame, to be crippled so. I wonder if there's even any hope of recovery for you.

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It is such a pity to meet one so deluded. I fear the fumes have eroded your brain, removing any capacity for logical thought.

That is, assuming you had any in the first place.

[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

[ Her lip twitched. It could be one of two reactions, either intense dislike possibly bordering on hatred... or approval. A gesture that gave her away completely, and at the same time, gave away nothing. ]

I fear even if I explained to you, you wouldn't understand my logic no matter how simply it was spelled out. Just because it's too complicated for you doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, or rather, it's even more likely that it exists when you can't fathom it. Considering the unpleasantness and overall annoyance of your presence, I am not surprised if you have not been approached before for the purpose of alerting you to just what sort of smell you are carrying around. It is just the sort of thing that people assume an awareness of; but perpetual ignorance is sad indeed. Ah, and before you say that I wouldn't have been aware of it myself by my own logic, I have met people like myself who would have told me regardless of the circumstances, and wouldn't need to lie to cover up their own issues.

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*Rachel just chuckles* My, I suppose you fancy yourself the sharp-tongued type, don't you?

[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

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Not particularly.

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Oh? I suppose it was an... acceptable try, nonetheless, from someone like you.

[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

I say what comes to mind. What you consider it is no concern of mine.