log; how zohra shows his love

[hammy]

[Are you enjoying this lovely, peaceful day?

WELL TOO BAD because no day is ever peaceful when Zohra Rom is around. Especially not when he's pissed off and pacing around on the streets, ranting to himself like all sane people do.]

What's with that stupid brat!? I kill him! I swear, I'll really kill him one day! I'll prove that I'm stronger than him and I'll be the winner and then maybe the Princess will praise me because "ahhh, Zohra, you're so cool and so much stronger than that idiot—who's dead anyway so who cares about him? I love you! Chuu! ♡" Ehehe, that's a good plan! I'll wipe that smug look off his face! I'll kick his ass! I'll show him that the Princess likes me more! Just because she liked his compliment more today means nothing!

[Fistpump!]

That's right. Aha... it's not like he holds a flame to the great genius, Zohra Rom! [Hair flick of awesomeness!!] I mean, he's just some stupid brat with stupid hair and a stupid face and what's with that whole "oh, I've known Pia for longer so we're closer" thing!? He's just a hindrance who doesn't deserve to be by her side! She's really just annoyed by him and geez, isn't he an idiot for not even realizing? So I'll do the Princess a favour! Today's the day I'll finally get rid of him!

[TURNING AND POINTING TO THE NEAREST PERSON—]

Hey! You! Don't you think it's a good idea to get rid of obstacles? Right? Right? It's a good idea!

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[hammy]

It's not the only thing—and hey, are you insulting me!? You are, aren't you!? I'll kill you for that, you know!?

[Well okay not really HE DOESN'T KILL KIDS but HAVE A LIGHTNING-FAST PUNCH COMING YOUR WAY NIL. /keywords

wat do.]

[concentrical]

[Well, you know, Nil is more suited for distance fighting and he's hardly a seasoned assassin, so the punch gets him hard on the jaw. Nil stumbles back, and to his credit, barely maintains his footing. He rubs vigorously at his bruised jaw.]

Tch, you're just another idiot with power. I can't stand your bigotry.

[hammy]

And you're just some weak brat. Well, if you couldn't dodge that punch, then you're not worth fighting. You'll die on your own soon enough, anyway.

[concentrical]

Haha . . . you treat raw power like all the strength there is. How fast you can beat someone? Give me a break! Some of the best victories come from prolonged action. Ever thought about that?

I've had worse, anyway. That punch was weak.

[hammy]

Haaa? All I hear is some brat who couldn't even dodge a simple punch whining to make himself feel better. It's okay, though—I'm a genius, so it's to be expected. A kid like you who's still young enough to wet his bed doesn't stand a chance.

[concentrical]

Are you an idiot? Kids get out of wetting their beds even before they go to school.

[hammy]

[Yes, he is. Have you not realized this by now—]

Then I guess you're just special, huh? Bed-wetting kid.

[concentrical]

[So idiotic it's not even funny anymore. He's not even worth it. Maybe the girl is humoring this one.

Shaking his head, exasperated, Nil turns and begins walking off.]

I'm done.