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fxkawatouko.

           “SUCH MOVING _{words… but a talent WASTED, don’t you think?”}

rxsemaster.

          “THAT OUTFIT _{of yours satisfies even MY exacting tastes. WELL DONE!”}

naturallyhosting.

        “WOULD YOU _{pour me a cup of TEA?”}

dxnamis.

           “SMOKING. _{How DISGUSTING.”}

risoukyo.

        “I SEE _{you have no issue allowing yourself to be WORN.”}

aaestus.

               “ARE YOU _shaking?”

edrord.

            “WHAT A DARLING _{shade of RED that is.”}

chalceum.

            HER EMINENCE _{extends her hand in offering, for either a kiss or a show of DISRESPECT, fingers loosely curled downward, face set in the mask EXPECTED of a GRACIOUS HOST. The Kiryuin Manor all around bursts with life – clinking glasses, bubbling voices, business talks tossed back and forth.}

             _{“How DARLING are your clothes,” She praises, with no TINGE of sarcasm. “The EPOCH of another ERA, indeed. I only HOPE that they are REVOCS fabric. Such is the FINEST.”}

jiniiattou.

            “REN,” _{RAGYO KIRYUIN addresses, back straight, lips twisting into a warmer smile than she might have AWARDED anyone else; for was this not a ‘ CHILD ‘ of hers, however loosely the term could be applied to a mere GUINEA PIG? Her fingers curl, asking for the girl to step forward – to be EXAMINED by her own hand. “Come here.”}

gattaimuses.

              RAGYO KIRYUIN’S _{eyes pervade the room, striking across it; the light EMANATING from behind her, and radiating forward – giving her the same BRILLIANCE as the mogul demands. She was the EMPRESS of a clothing empire, and being looked at the way she was, with such MASSIVE disrespect? It RANKLED her.}

                  _{“I PUT the QUESTION to you once more,” She addressed the room, eyes honing in on the individual in the very center of it. “WHAT IS CLOTHING?”}