[Ah, that smile. It might have actually been a bit attractive on anyone else. But an arrogant creature is still a creature in the end. No amount of grand elegant words and acts of showmanship would be able to hide that.]
[As if to emphasize that point, here comes the fist to his face. If Lobelia were augmented like him, it could be a decent blow. As it is, it simply smarts. The punch is nothing to his words, because as Vergilius shakes his head and scowls slightly after the impact, its the implicit threat that makes his eyes narrow.]
[...Would he end him here and now? It's laughable. But then again, that power of his, the pain that had blossomed in his legs with a mere snap of his fingers...that's something to chew on as something approaching an actual threat. He hasn't seen all that Lobelia is capable of.]
[And Lobelia has not seen all that he is capable of.]
[The mouth descends on his throat and shoulder - he feels a little more stirring of heat course through his body, as much as he tries to restrain it. No. There will be no dying today. Not if he can help it.]
[He hisses into the other's ear, through gritted teeth.]
You're really going to give up that easily? Pathetic.
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[As if to emphasize that point, here comes the fist to his face. If Lobelia were augmented like him, it could be a decent blow. As it is, it simply smarts. The punch is nothing to his words, because as Vergilius shakes his head and scowls slightly after the impact, its the implicit threat that makes his eyes narrow.]
[...Would he end him here and now? It's laughable. But then again, that power of his, the pain that had blossomed in his legs with a mere snap of his fingers...that's something to chew on as something approaching an actual threat. He hasn't seen all that Lobelia is capable of.]
[And Lobelia has not seen all that he is capable of.]
[The mouth descends on his throat and shoulder - he feels a little more stirring of heat course through his body, as much as he tries to restrain it. No. There will be no dying today. Not if he can help it.]
[He hisses into the other's ear, through gritted teeth.]
You're really going to give up that easily? Pathetic.