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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4625251" data-attributes="member: 79171">Clover bristled at his address of her. She asked curtly, calmly, "Little rich girl? Do you really believe that that's the quality of my character? My essence?" She leaned forward, crossing her legs and planting her head in the palm of her hands: bored and business-like. Her eyes bore into his, "You don't know me. And, frankly, I doubt you know anything about Koln and Ruby, either. Your little research? I doubt it turned up anything of consequence. Anything that qualifies you to judge our character." Clover sat back up, eyes locked with his, "But since you asked, let me tell you. My goals? Like Koln, I have two. The first is easy: make sure these two don't screw up." She shrugged towards Koln and Ruby, indicating them. Then, her face became serious, "The second? Not so easy. More vague. But important still. Purpose? I have none. I was prepared to kill myself on Friday night. Heh, well, I died anyway, didn't I? And now my purpose... ironically... is to find a purpose. Because really, in my experiences of the past few days, it seems like there would have been a million ways to end my vampiric existance if I had tried. And yet, the only reason for sticking around, has been them." Again, she shrugged towards her friends. She didn't look away from Tony. She felt like she had to keep her eyes on his. Clover narrowed her lavendar orbs, challenging him, "So, little rich girl? A fallen man of the cloth? An Amish beauty who's now more housecat than girl? Don't judge us. And don't judge our goals. Don't judge our pure intent. Because honestly. It seems like your model lifestyle seems to be exactly what we should all asipre to." 'You piece of <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />!' She looked slowly from each of Tony's girls to his exorbitant dress to the smug look on his face. It disgusted her</blockquote>

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