.| ʂɦɪʑʉkɑ |.
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”No, thank you! It's not so often I get to have people over,” Shizuka replied to Wince and Hari, sitting beside the two and watching them eat as if they had been starved for weeks. Well, that was a possibility.
Looking down at the child, Hari, stuffing her mouth with chunks of the food, Shizuka laughed, “Ah, you have something on your cheek!” Happily, she took a clean piece of soft white fabric and leaned in to wipe off the stranded piece of deer meat from Hari's face. However, just when she had thought all interruptions had ended, the door creeped open, revealing a young boy who seemed quite unmoved with the fact that he was trespassing in someone's house.
Instantly, Hari reacted with hostility towards the stranger, summoning up a rock coated in fire, as well as unsheathing a blade of her own.
“Oi! What's with you people trying to mess up our dinner party?” Shizuka whined as she stepped in front of Hari protectively, taking the confrontation into her own hands. “Of course, you're free to join us,” She added with narrowed eyes and an uncomforting smile, “but judging by the look on your face, I'm guessing you aren't here for that, hm?” She paused for a moment, then asked with an unexpected burst of anger, “So, what brings you to TRESPASS in MY HOUSE during MY PARTY?!”