A nice day it was. Yes. A nice day to continue her work on pyramid power. Eden DuBois, the super genius. Smarter than everyone. She would make the impossible possible. That was just part of being perfect.

Her motorcycle screamed into the parking lot of Mugen academy. It was a racing bike of course. Did she need that fast of a motorcycle? Why wouldn’t she?

Was it too much to be showing up with a zip up leather suit over her clothes? No, not at all. She parked her bike and got off, unzipping her suit and taking off her helmet. Ptilol walked away from her motorcycle, carrying the suit. She was wearing a dress, and her red hair was down, flowing behind her. Yet again perfect. She approached a male student, who’s jaw was literally on the floor as he watched her, and handed him the leather suit. "W-What do I do with this?" He asked her, still looking amazed. “Hang it up of course, what else?” "But I’m not a-" She cut him off right there. “I didn’t ask you what you were. Now, would you hang this up for me?”

She continued to walk to the academy, having a few science classes to teach that day. Otherwise, she’d be working on her project. She was close to making it a reality. So very close.

So….

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crimson-vanity:

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crimson-vanity:

“Would any of you kind,” <Pathetic.> “human beings,” <Or whatever excuse of a thing you are.> “like to entertain me?”

“Honey… asking people to entertain you is kind of sad isn’t it?”

“It is if they are anything like what I’m looking at.” Ptilol turned her gaze in the direction of the person speaking to her. “When you’re standing on such a high pedestal looking down.” <Looking down on people as low as you.> “Others should come to you. Not the other way around.” <You clearly don’t have the status to be asking for others to come to you. With a look like that, why would an animal even come near you? If I was a cat, I would rather sleep in a dumpster than in your lap. I’m sure it would be cleaner.> She cast a fake smile in her direction. “But you wouldn’t know anything about that would you? You should only make comments like that when there is room for them. I really don’t see any.” <Especially for you.>

She smiled at Ptilol, really pretending to ignore such simply unnecessary commentaries.

“You are right. I am not a court’s fool to waste my time entertaining the royalty. I don’t see any around you too. Isn’t it curious, dear?”

"The only thing I am finding curious is why you are so adamant about my status when you decided to speak to me in the first place." She nodded a few times. "That is very curious, wouldn’t you say?" She gave a smug giggle and placed a hand on her hip. "Speaking of royalty, I would say that with your chosen words, you posses at least some degree of intelligence." She tilted her head. "Tell me….dear….What is your profession?”

So….

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crimson-vanity:

“Would any of you kind,” <Pathetic.> “human beings,” <Or whatever excuse of a thing you are.> “like to entertain me?”

“Honey… asking people to entertain you is kind of sad isn’t it?”

"It is if they are anything like what I’m looking at." Ptilol turned her gaze in the direction of the person speaking to her. "When you’re standing on such a high pedestal looking down." <Looking down on people as low as you.> "Others should come to you. Not the other way around." <You clearly don’t have the status to be asking for others to come to you. With a look like that, why would an animal even come near you? If I was a cat, I would rather sleep in a dumpster than in your lap. I’m sure it would be cleaner.> She cast a fake smile in her direction. "But you wouldn’t know anything about that would you? You should only make comments like that when there is room for them. I really don’t see any." <Especially for you.>

So….

crimson-vanity:

“Would any of you kind,” <Pathetic.> “human beings,” <Or whatever excuse of a thing you are.> “like to entertain me?”

So….

"Would any of you kind," <Pathetic.> "human beings," <Or whatever excuse of a thing you are.> "like to entertain me?"

Oh yes, that’s right where are my manners?

“I have numerous degrees. I’m sure it’s above the likes of you.” She smiled another fake smile.

Seiya rose an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?”

This woman was beautiful but surely she was just rude.

"I mean I’m positive that you can’t begin to truly appreciate my research. But I’m sure  you already know that." Ptilol leaned her head to the side some. <Does she not get that she is below my genius intellect?>

(Source: crimson-vanity)

Oh yes, that’s right where are my manners?

“Dr. Eden Dubois…..How nice to meet you….” She gave a somewhat fake smile and extended her hand. <Ugh, these people….>

Seiya shook hands with her and smiled.

“Seiya Kou. Good to meet you. Dr? What kind of doctor?”

"I have numerous degrees. I’m sure it’s above the likes of you." She smiled another fake smile.

(Source: crimson-vanity)

Oh yes, that’s right where are my manners?

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crimson-vanity:

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crimson-vanity:

“I have people to greet.” <None of you come even remotely close to being on my level.> “So nice to meet you.”

“Have we met yet?”

“You’re that famous musician right?” <I never liked your music.>

“Yes I am. Who are you?”

"Dr. Eden Dubois…..How nice to meet you…." She gave a somewhat fake smile and extended her hand. <Ugh, these people….>

Oh yes, that’s right where are my manners?

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crimson-vanity:

“I have people to greet.” <None of you come even remotely close to being on my level.> “So nice to meet you.”

“Have we met yet?”

"You’re that famous musician right?" <I never liked your music.>