The laughter doesn't phase Hibiki. Nor does being crossed. Instead, her eyes narrow, and her smirk widens.
"Care to wager?" she asks, completely confident. The air around her grows even brighter. "Which can captivate this audience more? Your flash and bluster....or the sparkle of a genius?"
Far be it from her, now, to deny the importance of having an aesthetically-pleasing environment. Hibiki lives surrounded by beauty. Indeed, she grows anxious without it.
And yet. It will be a cold day in...Heaven, she supposes....before Shikyoin Hibiki, Shikyoin Hibiki, ~*~Shikyoin Hibiki~*~, takes a beautification lecture from an overgrown crustacean sitting down.
Besides, there's a stage right there. And he's an embarrassment to it.
"Assuming, of course," she adds almost as an afterthought, "that you aren't afraid."
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"Care to wager?" she asks, completely confident. The air around her grows even brighter. "Which can captivate this audience more? Your flash and bluster....or the sparkle of a genius?"
Far be it from her, now, to deny the importance of having an aesthetically-pleasing environment. Hibiki lives surrounded by beauty. Indeed, she grows anxious without it.
And yet. It will be a cold day in...Heaven, she supposes....before Shikyoin Hibiki, Shikyoin Hibiki, ~*~Shikyoin Hibiki~*~, takes a beautification lecture from an overgrown crustacean sitting down.
Besides, there's a stage right there. And he's an embarrassment to it.
"Assuming, of course," she adds almost as an afterthought, "that you aren't afraid."