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Post by Amanda Dupomme on Sept 22, 2014 0:13:51 GMT
Amanda clenched her teeth, her vision flaring red. She stared down the fallen girl, clenching her injured hand. It would be much later, once the adrenaline had faded: that the hand would prove to be quite heavily injured, and require medical attention. A proper punch, it had not been.
For a girl that had never thrown a punch in her life, Amanda was overwhelmed with rage. All logic and sense had simply faded away. She was angry: angry at herself, angry and Tanya, angry at Annie, angry at her own Pokemon. Amanda despised everything and everyone, and she wanted to hurt them all.
"That's enough,'' Annie snapped, Amanda turned her attention to the other Kalosian, scowling.
''Just who do you think you are!?'' The blonde screamed, abandoning all pretenses of proper behaviour. ''That's all you do, you order people around like you are so high and mighty, the ''Ice Queen'' of the water dorm!'' Tears were streaming down Amandas cheeks. Her tone grew dangerously soft. ''...But that's all you do, you order us around, like you are better than us... I'm sick of it, I'm sick of all of you, JE SUIS MALADE DE VOUS VACHES PRETENTIEUX STUPIDES!''
Amanda lunged at Annie, intending to hurt her: her eyes clouded with rage. Desperately, her Pokemon reached out, his large hands failing to catch the blonde as she drew closer to her target.
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