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Theo: *wandering back from the inn after visiting Hani and giving up on her reacting enough to even argue with him*
Vanthene: *spies him from the shadows and follows, not really caring to be discreet about it*
Theo: Maybe if I try and trigger her *other* issues instead of just asking next time... *hops up on a path, not really paying attention to anything*
Vanthene: *continues to follow, speeding up gradually until she's almost side-by-side with Theo* Well, look at you. All small and cute.
Theo: and then I'll-- er. *stops*
Vanthene: And still human to boot. Must be my lucky day. *smiles* Hi.
Theo: I really won't fit in a crate this time. >.>
Vanthene: *taps the point of the sword against the ground* Not in one piece, no. *steps closer* I have a bone to pick with you.
Theo: oh. Well. That's nice. *bolts*
Vanthene: Fuck. *chases*
Theo: *darts around a corner and tries to hide*
Vanthene: *turns the corner and looks around carefully* Dead end, honeybear. End of the line. So why don't you just come out and...talk.
Theo: *presses back a bit more* o.o
Vanthene: All you're doing is making me angrier. *moves some boxes out of her way* You don't want to do that.
Theo: *holds as still and quiet as he can* *and biting back all comments about 'honeybear'* *twiitch*
Vanthene: *stops and takes a few deep breaths* Really pissing me off, you know that? *walks a bit further, then crouches down and peers into the darkest corner*
Theo: *peers out*
Vanthene: *grabs his hair* Out. Now.
Theo: *stumbles out* *tugs at Vanthene's hand* fsst. off.
Vanthene: *lets go, then backhands him* You all make things so much more difficult for yourselves.
Theo: *backs up quickly* Rohirrim like a challenge?
Vanthene: *advances* I tend to think it's because you're too stupid to know better.
Theo: *rubs his face where he got hit* Whatever lets you sleep at night... *backs into the wall*
Vanthene: You broke my toy.
Theo: I'll be more careful next time?
Vanthene: *hits him again* Not going to be a next time.
Theo: >.< stop. that.
Vanthene: *smiles* You have to pay for ruining my fun.
Theo: ...how?
Vanthene: You're a distraction. Once distractions are removed, those who are affected by them tend to be able to move on faster. *tightens her grip on the sword handle* So you have to be removed.
Theo: I *am* going to Arthedain soon? *hopeful tone*
Vanthene: Not soon enough.
Theo: I could pack faster?
Vanthene: *leans in, grabbing a handful of Theo's hair again* How about I fit you into a crate and mail you there?
Theo: >.< *grabs at Vanthene's sword hand*
Vanthene: *pulls his head back hard against the wall* See? Always making things harder. You'll be better off. So will she. Really.
Theo: *curses*
Vanthene: *raises the sword up to Theo's neck* Now, you can cooperate and make this quick, or you can keep causing trouble and then I'll have to do this one-armed. I'll probably have to take a few whacks at it that way.
Theo: ah. *swallows*
Vanthene: Which one will it be?
Theo: no chance of talking it out?
Vanthene: I'm afraid not. The last round with Frealaf got my homicidal juices flowing again.
Theo: even from the damn GRAVE he--um. Right. *tries to move around properly to kick her*
Vanthene: *presses the sword harder, angling the edge in* So, the hard way, then?
Theo: Yeah. *KICK*
Vanthene: OW. *stumbles a bit, then pulls Theo away from the wall by his hair, holding his head back* That was very stupid. *replaces the sword edge against his neck* Any last words?
Theo: I really wish I'd remembered my sword?
Vanthene: That'll do. *raises the sword up and then forces it down, through his neck, then drops the sword, and the head still in her hands next to the body* Damn, I'm on a roll.