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Cordelia rolled her eyes, resisting the urge to actually laugh. She was enjoying this more than she liked to admit. "Of course I wounded you... Too bold for your own good, are you?" she asked, standing up and totally ignoring the teacher as she strode over to his bench, grasping hold of the edges of it with her small, pale hands, and leaning over it slightly as she mused, "If you keep saying such nonsense, I might come haunting you in your dreams... there are many stories with murderous dolls," she said in a slightly lowered voice, and despite joking, a slightly psychotic glint flashed through her purplish red eyes.

She leaned in on him so that her face was only inches away from his, before murmuring. "See if I'd get too much for you, Sasori... chan," Chuckling softly she straightened up again just as the teacher called her name, waving her hand slightly in dismissal before starting out the classroom. She knew there would be consequences for her because of this, but honestly didn't give a damn right then. Well, she never gave a damn, for that matter.. but still.