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As she heard his words, she stopped cracking her knuckles and covered her face stiffly, her blush once again returning in a hue of bright red. "Th-That's even worse!" she stuttered in embarrassment. Enma crossed the room in 3 long strides, a scowl hindering her dainty features as she grabbed him roughly by the collars of his shirt so he could face her.. Properly.

"You... Do you find amusement in prying into other people's businesses?" Enma hissed dangerously, "Or are you just that bored?" Her fist loomed threateningly in the air, emphasizing the extremely dark look that played on her face.

Enma tensed, her body going rigid as a statue. A long moment of hesitation passed before she relaxed; her eyes and expression cleared of the hate-filled menace that once was. Enma pushed him away gently, standing and laughing lightly, as if nothing had ever happened. "I'm sorry, Dom.. I may have a slight case of bipolarity, so you'll probably see that side of Enma often. Let's hope it's only in battle." She laughed awkwardly.
(Sorry about the ridiculous, nonsense-filled posts. I'll try to shorten them.)