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Sep. 25th, 2010 08:36 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[The market is crowded as it ever is. Relm had been fairly inconspicuous until just now, mostly because she was deliberately hiding so she could draw people without them noticing. Spotting a market stall selling interesting and delicious-looking fruit tarts, she picks up her phone to ask Terra and Celes if they want her to pick one up.
Only just as she starts dialling, a passer-by says something. She drops the phone and, through the power of contrived coincidence, it starts broadcasting the ensuing scene to the world. Anyone else in the market may notice the scene as it starts because Relm can be pretty difficult to ignore.
A small girl emerges from underneath a covered stall, rising to her full and unimpressive height and standing resolutely in the path of a full grown man, glaring at him. Her first few words are drowned out by his demand that she get out of his way. Which only prompts her to raise her voice.]
-More like the Ruler of Troia was killed by that green-haired YOUR FACE's own kind. Do you even know who you're talking about, moron? Keep your mouth shut if you're just gonna use it to tell people dumb lies.
[He starts to respond with something that's more than a little unsuitable for a 10 year old's ears. Or that would be more than a little unsuitable except that said 10 year old pokes him firmly in the ribs mid-sentence, drowning him out with her own louder, higher-pitched stream of vulgarities. Who teaches kids that kind of language?]
Only just as she starts dialling, a passer-by says something. She drops the phone and, through the power of contrived coincidence, it starts broadcasting the ensuing scene to the world. Anyone else in the market may notice the scene as it starts because Relm can be pretty difficult to ignore.
A small girl emerges from underneath a covered stall, rising to her full and unimpressive height and standing resolutely in the path of a full grown man, glaring at him. Her first few words are drowned out by his demand that she get out of his way. Which only prompts her to raise her voice.]
-More like the Ruler of Troia was killed by that green-haired YOUR FACE's own kind. Do you even know who you're talking about, moron? Keep your mouth shut if you're just gonna use it to tell people dumb lies.
[He starts to respond with something that's more than a little unsuitable for a 10 year old's ears. Or that would be more than a little unsuitable except that said 10 year old pokes him firmly in the ribs mid-sentence, drowning him out with her own louder, higher-pitched stream of vulgarities. Who teaches kids that kind of language?]