[she smells of blood and lavender soap, so really, who's the winner here? She kept a hold on the front of his clothing, staring at the wolfish smile.] There's the Taskmaster I know. I might not admit it, but I know. And I am serious. I don't put up with being stabbed in the back.
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Date: 2014-12-20 03:59 am (UTC)