[ Animals smile in threat, not in affection, and her teeth are white-sharp. Oh she will be getting out of here, one way or another. ]
Guard yourself well, until then.
[ Proud to her last, always so, she turns her back to go back to her paced turns of the room. Her mimed gentility, all parts to the play they must work to until it's their turn to burn it all down. ]
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[ Animals smile in threat, not in affection, and her teeth are white-sharp. Oh she will be getting out of here, one way or another. ]
Guard yourself well, until then.
[ Proud to her last, always so, she turns her back to go back to her paced turns of the room. Her mimed gentility, all parts to the play they must work to until it's their turn to burn it all down. ]