Enough enough enough. Massaging her forehead with one hand, Marcine waved the other at the super duper rockstar contestants. "Stop. Please." Too much! Augh. And now she had to pick a winner... hm.
A thought crossed her mind-- "I'd have to say Mike wins this one." THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FORCING HER TO JUDGE, SEI.
Mike gave pause, setting one hand on her hip again, the other going to rub the bridge of her nose. "Oh. Well, thank you, Marcy," she said, without so much as a smug glance in Sei's direction.
She smiled cheerfully, accepting his congratulatory handshake. "Why thank you, Sei."
She also jumped down from her table, flipping her loose hair back over her shoulder as she recovered from the landing. "We should...do it again sometime," she commented, before strolling off. Of course, she hardly meant it.
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A thought crossed her mind-- "I'd have to say Mike wins this one." THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FORCING HER TO JUDGE, SEI.
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But they can't, so she just sighed, getting up. "Right."
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He'd get her later for that. He gave a look out of the corner of his eye at Marcine, before moving off of his little table-stage.
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She also jumped down from her table, flipping her loose hair back over her shoulder as she recovered from the landing. "We should...do it again sometime," she commented, before strolling off. Of course, she hardly meant it.
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