frost_incarnate | I'm spoiling for a fight.

Not for me. I like a challenge. Otherwise I'd go back to hexing Baddock whenever he crossed my line of sight.

Violence should be a little more... poetic, Draco. Not just random hexing.

It wasn't random. I was working my way down the Benchmark List.

Doesn't make it any more arty.

I was feeling more scientific than inspired.

Why always so clinical, Draco. You have no soul.

Funny, I remember some comments at other times that declared me a maestro, and quite full of passion.

Perhaps I merely keep my soul locked away for those times I need it.

... I'm sure I never said any such thing.

Not in so many words, perhaps. But you expressed similar sentiments.

Perhaps you were making me happy at the time, I'm sure I remember you being a little nice at some point.

Well, these sentiments were expressed several times... but then, as I recall, they were shortly after you'd felt as though you blacked out most of the time, so perhaps they're hard to recall.

Oh, well that you were good at. That you were very good at.

And artistsic?

That's one word for it.

What's another?

I'm not in the business of feeding your ego, Draco, I don't get anything out of it anymore, after all.

You were... wild. Like fire.

Wild, I can deal with wild. In fact, I rather like wild.
Fine, you were... ~~better than the other two~~ my adjectives fail me, you were the best.

My ego is bolstered, then.

Damn. Um... you have bad hair?

That is a damn lie.

Careful or I'll start pointing and laughing too, Bad Hair Boy.

Bitch.

Yes, but we all knew that already, did we not?

How true.

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