YOU ARE TOO MUCH - open; building base

[Margaery]

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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I REMIND YOU OF THE DAYS
YOU POURED YOUR HEART INTO

[b]"What's this? Drama? Oh, I love drama," Chided Genevieve with a smirk. It was no surprise that conflicting emotions had lulled her in, extending to her the promise of weakness and then, food. Anytime tempers flared too high or someone was seized with feeling that they could not control, all of Genny's instincts kicked into overdrive and led her to the source. It had something to do with her brain registering them as food in their volatile state, making them easy prey who were too far wrapped up in themselves to understand much of what was going on. She had killed many in the past who had been afflicted by their own eagerness, tension, anger, and had she not vowed to Margaery that she would behave, the few Ascendants that had gathered would have met a similar fate and been reduced to a meal already.

Stifling a displeased sigh, Genevieve permitted her copper-hued gaze to traverse Carolina's form. Well... she was hot. At least she thought she was hot and everything. It was hard to tell with Margaery's terrible endearment towards Suiteheart clouding her judgement. "You causing issues, pumpkin?" She inquired, boredom lacing her low tone. Obviously, that was what was transpiring but Genny really didn't care much to stay silent and watch how a situation played out. No, she needed to vocalize all of her opinions and be as awful as possible. It was the Genevieve way, after all, and she could hardly deny these people of that experience. "I mean, I like causing issues too, but cutting down trees? That's simply appalling, love!" She continued in a voice resembling faux concern. Who cared about what happened to the trees? The plants? The grass? Just so long as her precious rose garden wasn't touched, she was fine with whatever these Freelancers wished to do, even if the rest of her clanmates were not.

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