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Illya drew back his small fist preparing for a final blow to Maxim’s nose, but then stopped himself.
“Let that be a lesson to you,” he hissed, slicing off a large handful of Maxim’s dark hair.
It was not a trophy, but more of a warning and proof that he had bested an enemy. Counting coup like the oppressed American Indians he had had read about.
“Stay away from me Maxim, or else I will take something more vital from you next time, and tell your friends the same also holds true for them.
He smiled at his small triumph.
“Let that be a lesson to you,” he hissed, slicing off a large handful of Maxim’s dark hair.
It was not a trophy, but more of a warning and proof that he had bested an enemy. Counting coup like the oppressed American Indians he had had read about.
“Stay away from me Maxim, or else I will take something more vital from you next time, and tell your friends the same also holds true for them.
He smiled at his small triumph.
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Date: 2012-04-04 05:29 pm (UTC)Love the Orphanage series!
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Date: 2012-04-04 05:54 pm (UTC)