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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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Oh?

You regenerate slowly, and I haven't yet begun to toy with you. What could a child like you ever know about my abilities?

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Is that so? And to think I've been doing the same.

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So you claim.

Your name. Tell it to me.

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Remilia Scarlet.

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Rachel Alucard.

Do you intend to destroy this place around us, little immortal?

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I have no plans at all.

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I speak of the immediate present. *She holds a hand up, letting sparks lazily arc between slender fingertips* If this little diversion cannot take place on a separate plane, then the consequences are obvious.

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Perhaps I should just unveil my greatest weapon and kill you in one strike.

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Surely you've grasped that you aren't the only immortal here.

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You think I wouldn't equip myself with a weapon that would ignore that? Only one fool is standing here.

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And it is not I. I think you have no idea what power I have at my command.

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None of that will matter in the instant I attack.

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Oh? Then why have you not already done so?

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To give you time to apologize for your words.

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I intend to do no such thing.

You're beginning to bore me.