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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva is sitting in a chair, legs crossed and martini in hand, and obviously in the middle of a conversation. Though, depending on who you are, that conversation may be of little importance in comparison to what she's wearing. Diva is wearing a long black robe, thigh highs, and matching underwear. At least the robe's top is conveniently placed to cover her chest, but otherwise, that's it. You can guess what Diva was doing before.}

---to kill me. So he should die. It's what I've...{But she trails off as she realizes where she is, taking a sip of her martini instead}

...Ah~ Ne, that's really bad timing. And today was already a strange day.

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[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You have the blood of victims running through your veins. You've the blood of your betters, because you are too much a monster, too much a thing, to have your own. Tell me, vampire. The one you died for. Did he even love you back?

[madamemoiselle]

Whether Josef loved me or not isn't important! My blood is my own!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You flaunt killing yourself for a man who did not even love you as though that were an accomplishment, when I have laid down my life on multiple occasions for a man who cherishes me above all else. You have nothing but false security and elaborate lies that do nothing but delude you into believing you have any more worth than the bloodless doll you are.

[madamemoiselle]

I am not a doll! Not a monster, puppet, nothing but a living, thinking person!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You are a fool and nothing else.

[madamemoiselle]

{Guess what TARDIS? It's bitchslappin' time} You're the fool! You carry yourself like you're so superior to me, and apparently everyone else! But you and I, even if it's disgusting to associate myself with you, are exactly the same.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[ohnoyoudidn't, ho. get bitchslapped back] I am superior to you! We are nothing alike!

[madamemoiselle]

{Ugh why. Well, Diva takes the front of your uniform and pulls you down to her level so that she can stare the TARDIS right in the face} We're the same. You call me a doll, I call you a ship. We both get used. We. are. identical.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[ew ew ew, vampire is touching her] We are not identical, because I am loved and you are loathed.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva laughs softly, leaning a little closer} Now, that's not entirely true. If I said I loathe you, or if I said I love you, now, which one would make you angrier?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[hisses] I want nothing to do with you.

[madamemoiselle]

{Giggles} Ne, ne, but when I kissed you, you certainly didn't try very hard to push me away~

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[oh she's gonna hurt you] Do not even consider it.

[madamemoiselle]

{I am le innocent~} Consider what~? ♥

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[shoves at her] Release me.

[madamemoiselle]

{Lets go} Ah~ How mean. What a brute!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Might I remind you, you struck first.

[madamemoiselle]

Actually, it was you that struck me first.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I did not.

[madamemoiselle]

You did. Not this time, but it was definitely you that slapped me first.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

You deserved it for all your lies.

[madamemoiselle]

How childish~ You still hit me first.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I am not a child.

[madamemoiselle]

Well of course not! You're an object, silly. A thing, well, it can't be a child.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[...that's it. the TARDIS just punched you in the face, Diva] I am not an object!