Better— [Splits his voice before he knows it. A crack in his delivery that'd never happened before, going so shrill it borders on a shriek lacking in volume, too busy fuming to bother noticing that rawness in his throat.
With an almost involuntary jerk of outraged movement, his right foot shoots out, kicking hard against the meat of Fenris' thigh.]
I didn't ask you to teach me a godsdamned THING. [He snarls, lurching forwards as punctuation. One hand braced against an i-beam as counterleverage, dramatic as ever. (Red as ever, too. Flush across his cheeks beneath white curls.)]
I told you to help me PRACTICE you— illiterate— jackass!!
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With an almost involuntary jerk of outraged movement, his right foot shoots out, kicking hard against the meat of Fenris' thigh.]
I didn't ask you to teach me a godsdamned THING. [He snarls, lurching forwards as punctuation. One hand braced against an i-beam as counterleverage, dramatic as ever. (Red as ever, too. Flush across his cheeks beneath white curls.)]
I told you to help me PRACTICE you— illiterate— jackass!!