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[gotyourwallet]

[The library had always been a safe haven for Vie. It was somewhere she could go to get away from everything and lose herself in the endless pages of text. There was always something to read about and her thirst for knowledge was ever growing. Rather than be curled up in her pillow pile as she usually was, Vie walked the halls of books, exploring the shelves for whatever might catch her interest.]

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ffff i'm sorry i'm so late 6__9

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie makes an annoyed sound and barely resists the urge to roll her eyes. She plucked a book from the selection and started to flick through it's pages. If she stayed focused on something that wasn't him, she could control her dislike for the man until he was out of reach.

Or so she hoped.]

Just go away, Tony. I'm not in the mood for your merce right now.

No probs! RL>RP! <333

[irredemption.livejournal.com]

[Normally, he'd leave. He didn't particularly enjoy causing a scene in public, but there didn't seem to be anybody else here. That, and her attitude factoured in on his decision to stay. Call it an indulgence in petty spite, if you must.]

Actually, Vie, I don't think I'll be leaving. I've just as much of a right to be here as you.

[And, just to annoy her, he moved a step closer to her, grabbing a book at random from the shelf. Turning, he leaned against the shelf casually, crossing his legs, opening the book to whatever page. So what if the book he'd grabbed was an encyclopedia filled with words starting with the letter 'V'? It wasn't like he was reading it or anything.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie glared at him, her dislike for the man evident on her face. The hand that held the bookshelf tightened it's grip.]

Mar fa'rein siosu. Take a book and leave, will you? Your stench is suffocating.

[It took a lot of effort not to throw something at him.]

I don't want you here. No one does. Good people keep leaving and yet you remain.

[irredemption.livejournal.com]

Good people? [He raised an eyebrow again, a crooked smile settling on his face.] Who're you to say who's good and who's bad, hm, sweetheart? In the grand scheme of things, aren't we all in it for ourselves? As for them being gone, and my being still here- [A shrug.] well, everything happens for a reason, don't it?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

I am to say who's good and bad. A good man gives a damn about someone other than himself. And don't tell me you cared for Valentina. A black heart like yours cares only about yourself.

[Vie very nearly sneered.]

I bet she's glad to be rid of you.

[irredemption.livejournal.com]

[Tony had been about to reply when what she had said finally sunk in completely, and he felt something inside him tense, felt himself go cold with anger.]

Don't talk like that. You don't know anything about that situation.