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OOC>>> Me? Squirm?? The bumbling ranger underestimates me [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Rhianneth
A pompous-looking warrior impersonating as the leader of the group... a vicious, taunting stalker... a fresh-faced lad hiding his uncertainty with seemingly brave words... a wary yet honourable gentleman seeking assurance of her trustworthiness...
It was all too funny... so funny that it ought to be forbidden.
Threatened by the stirrings of a restless laughter, she focused on the strains of the strangely soothing music instead. A tiny smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked in the direction of its creator. And as she spoke, it seemed as if she were engaging in soliloquy.
"How does one prove his innocence to those who would condemn him at first sight?" ~ A wry smile crossed her face at last and she continued to stare into nothingness ~ "Oh, they would have a million justifications for their distrust... justifications which they would insist are true." ~ The self-imposed strain on her body was beginning to overcome the effects of the music ~ "And if the poison has been planted, all the words in the world will not sway their prejudices."
She blinked for a moment, then exhaled slowly.
There really was nothing to say beyond this.
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