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Before the other could do such a thing, in which he could see her intention, he moved out of the way. "If you plan on hurting my ego, you'll have to try something else, bitch."

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"I'm guessing you're stood in order to get me a standing ovation." He uttered, bowing his body as if to accept applause, a devilish grin stretching from ear to ear. "I know, I know, I'm perfect. I get it all the time."

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"I know I'm not the first to insult you, for anyone passing up the opportunity to insult your ugly self, is a fool. I see that you eat for comfort, since you seem to be wolfing down your food. Are you sure you're here for eating problems, or are you simply here for evident obesity?" He mused, dropping the earlier acquired apple on to the food in front of her. "Anorexic or bulimic people do not eat quantities like you do whilst remaining so large."

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"Wow, you formed a sentence through the minimal amount of food you have just consumed. And what's even more amazing, you're now washing it down with a liquid. You are such a good anorexic, I envy you and your evident ability to consume large amounts of foods. Though through your weight, it's hard to believe you suffer from an eating disorder, so I'll just assume your disorder is the unfortunate circumstance of plain ugliness." He explained, a broad grin upon his face, clearly contrasting to his words.

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"Who's 'they'?" He continued, raising an eyebrow at hr smirk. Though he remained unfazed by the girl, her useless attempts of trying to catch him were in vain, as always. "Well done, you've shown clearly that you can chew. Want to show me another 'magic trick'?"

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Ace furrowed his brows, his eyes narrowing towards the girl as he watched her actions. "Mind telling me how you know of my name?" He questioned, distinctly remembering the lack of greeting, never mind the lack of actually meeting the stranger before him.

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Ace wondered in to the canteen, looking around upon spotting the needle in the haystack. The beaming anorexic afraid of forks, it seemed. He circled the room, simply latching on to an apple before making his way towards the girl. "Allergic to stainless steel, I assume. Or are you simply paying mind to gaining more weight? it seems you need to lose it quick time. I can see the grease dripping from your skin."

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Anna sat on the chair staring at the plate before her. She reached for the fork then pulled her hand back, Why can’t I just pick up the fork she mumbled softly. She snaps her head up when she hears someone enter the dinning area.

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"I need you to put proper clothing on, for the sight of ugly is harsh on the eyes. I'm sure you understand."

Do you need something, or are you just standing there?

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Ace rounded the corner, the voice uttered through the depths of the hallways was piercing, annoying almost. While others would consider his voice to be that of an angel, the only voice Ace was enticed by was his own. The man was locked dead in his sights, his eyes narrowed as an intense tugging frown crept upon his face with a tantalizing horror. "Shut the fuck up!"

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Daemon sung a slowish song in the hallway- thinking that there really was no one there, but, of corse he was wrong. His voice was beautiful, it could draw anyone in, it was known where he use to live to make women melt, and men blush.- It wasn’t everyday you could find a voice that could sound like that with little trying.

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"It's never enough. These are just first steps, my play thing. It only gets worse from here." He explained calmly, his voice drenched with pride, only to drip with venomous intent.

"Goodbye now, my love. Remember to come back when you decide to actually make me feel something." He uttered as he noticed the other attempt to escape the room, a smug grin stretching upon his full lips.

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Dean didn’t want to look at Ace’s triumphant expression. It was already resonating painfully in his voice enough. “Why? Ye won. Ain’t it enough?”

With a pained groan Dean moved his body up, making his way to the door. He regreted his reaction, blinded by anger, and now he just wanted to leave and be alone.

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Ace crossed his arms over his chest, triumphant and proud in significance as his grin stretched from ear to ear. His aching limbs and bruised bones pained the man, though he wore his mask through it all. 

He watched the other, a breathy laugh escaping the mans nose, shaking his head. "I'll leave you be when I feel the need to do so. As of now, you haven't bored me yet."

Payback | Dean & Ace

Exhaustion spread through Dean’s body as the realization settled he had lost. He had come to Ace to get payback, revenge, whatever. But all he got was hummiliation. Again.

As his back found the wall, he slided down, legs pressed to his chest, and hands rubbing his face. “An’ what now? Ye happy? Ye gonna leave me the fuck alone?”

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Ace watched the seemingly anxious demeanor of the other, confused by such behavior, though silently amused all the same. 

"Do you share your name, or do you prefer the quiet?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

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Gwen’s hands were shaking, and she grabbed one, struggling to light it through the trembling. 

"Thanks." She didn’t even look at the stranger, she just smoked.