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"Um… It sucks currently, I suppose. But not totally." Seven met his gaze levelly. "You're here. I mean, at least I have someone to keep me company." She paused, sucking in a nervous breath. "We're gonna die, aren't we?"
He shook his head. "Nah. I mean, come on. You really think that you'd get hurt, when you have me to protect you?" He asked
"Yes. Because we're both prone to get into trouble," Seven answered, grinning. "Now let's go and kick some ass."
Seven grabbed his hand and let him pull her along. "So we just need to find some guards and make some things go boom."
He raised an eyebrow. "Okay.." He said, grinning. He shrugged. "Maybe try to do something a little less dramatic?" He suggested
"Fine, you come up with something. I just know how to make things go boom," Seven replied, sighing as she wouldn't get to blow things up.
He chuckled. "We can 'Boom' Something." He said, and looked at a chocolate fountain. "For example.." He said with a grin.
"No. Not chocolate. It's too perfect and innocent to destroy. And besides, they won't come for a blasted chocolate fountain." Seven folded her arms, frowning as she regarded the fountain. "Maybe I can just shoot like a camera or something and get them to come running…" Her gun was out in a few moments and Seven began looking for a camera.
He shook his head. "No." He said. "We want attention, but not too much we get all of it." He said.
"Isn't the entire point to buy Tommy and Vi some time?" Seven asked, stopping her search. She forced herself to pocket her gun.
"Oh, come on. I can outgun them if that's your problem," Seven told him, rolling her eyes. "And besides, there plenty of places to hide. Have you seen the freaking size of this place? It's massive!"
"So? It's not like they're good trackers. No one will be able to find us," Seven retorted.
"Oh, yeah, like guards as so good with using their Lunar gift," Seven told him sarcastically.
"Thamaturages? Is that what you're worried about?" Seven laughed.
"Oh, they aren't so bad. Terrible people, yes, but easy enough to shoot," Seven told him, raising an eyebrow.
"They can't talk if they're dead. I've personally never met a talking corpse," Seven replied, rolling her eyes.
"Okay, okay," Seven agreed a bit grumpily. "Let's just cause a diversion already."
he nodded. "Okay." He said, and looked around. "Hey..how much of a good actor are you? " He asked her
"Pretty good. I've lied my way out of… situations… multiple times," Seven replied, fingering her gun. She slipped it back into it holster with a sigh. "Why?"
He nodded and mouthed sorry. He pulled away erruptly. "How could you? I am your boyfriend, and I will not tolerate you looking at that Gaurd!!" He screamed, pointing to the first gaurd he could find.
Seven had a shocked expression, one that she did not need to fake. However, she caught onto the idea quickly. "How can you say that?" she shouted. "What about that girl I caught you looking at in the ballroom?"
he faked a gasp. "Oh, so this is my fault? I'm sorry, but she was really attractive! Even so, you were also interested in the gaurd that brought us here, no?" He shouted back
"He's not my type!" Seven shouted back. "How dare you? You hypocrite! Would you stop being so goddamn jealous?"
He shook his gead. "I'm hypocrite? Really? Well, why don't you just look at yourself! When I met you, you were with some other guy! Then, you left him, how can I be too sure you won't do it again?" He asked, realizing they had made a cro
"You're just like my ex! You know what, I am going to leave you! I hate you!" Seven screamed, mouthing 'sorry' to Eric before pushing through the crowd and storming off. "Oh, and you don't have to worry about me returning to the other guy! He's dead!"
He was really confused about her side, he had to hold back a grin. "Oh no you dont." He said running after her and 'Accidentally' shoving someone into the dessert table
"Don't touch me!" Seven shouted, wrenching away. She managed to stumble into a guard, pushing him away.
Eric stood up and looked at her. "Oh, now your hitting him? He's trying to help, woman!" He said
"Get away from me!" Seven hissed, making a fake swipe at Eric. "Help me, someone!" she said, looking wildly around. However, no one stepped up to help.
He rolled his eyes, looking at the others. "Shes just to angry at being caught. She has a little too much." He said, nodding to the alcohol tray.
"Excuse me? Are you calling me a drunk? You know I don't touch the stuff. Stop trying to explain yourself! You know you're at fault here!" Seven shouted, suppressing a grin. They had drawn quite a crowd and a bunch of people were taking sides, shouting and screaming their opinions.
He scoffed. "No! I'm saying they gave you something more then 'Juice' on your drink." He said, also suppressing a grin.
"Who's they?" Seven asked suspiciously. "You said they gave me something more. Are you accusing the queen's staff?"
He rolled his eyes. "No, I'm not. Dear, if you didn't notice my sarcasm, that's your problem."He said.
"Don't you dare call me dear," Seven told him, trying her hardest to sound unhinged. "As for what you said earlier, it sure sounded like you were accusing the queen of drugging her guests! That's treason!"
"Hey, hey, stop it you two," a guard said, pushing through them. On second glance it seemed to be the one who'd escorted them to the palace, Marshall Grey. "Come with me."
"Hey, hey, stop it you two," a guard said, pushing through them. On second glance it seemed to be the one who'd escorted them to the palace, Marshall Grey. "Come with me."
Eric looked at Seven with a glare."You seen what you've done? My gather is going to be angered." He said.
"Oh, trust me, mine will be angrier," Seven told him. A bunch of people were following them, eager to see what would happen.
"I suggest we could somewhere you two can talk it out privately," Marshall said with a frown.
"I suggest we could somewhere you two can talk it out privately," Marshall said with a frown.
He looked at her. "Speak to that woman? Over my-Her dead body." He said. "What are all you looking at?" He said to the others
"I'll be your mediator," Marshall told them with a frown.
"You're the dead one in this situation, mister," Seven said to Eric angrily. "You know you're wrong."
"You're the dead one in this situation, mister," Seven said to Eric angrily. "You know you're wrong."