[ Her tongue goes slapping back her way, slurping inside her mouth where only the tip sticks out until that too tucks away, leaving that glowing ominous look upon her face. ]
Don't run at her again? [ What was he supposed to do in that short of time--!
He couldn't warn then, and he can't warn for the jump she takes herself next, feet landing onto the end of his desk and then flopping down she adjusts herself into a sitting position with tiny-crossed-legs, and now that face has slipped away in an instant: still grinning as widely as ever, but her pupils back, and she's posed like the elegant lady that she is, a tune whistling behind her teeth.
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Don't run at her again? [ What was he supposed to do in that short of time--!
He couldn't warn then, and he can't warn for the jump she takes herself next, feet landing onto the end of his desk and then flopping down she adjusts herself into a sitting position with tiny-crossed-legs, and now that face has slipped away in an instant: still grinning as widely as ever, but her pupils back, and she's posed like the elegant lady that she is, a tune whistling behind her teeth.
Teeeee heeeeee. ]