[Fang ignores the rattle of curtains, and... well, everything but Ramesses' words and flash of surprise. Fang's smile quirks a little wryly, turning her wrist over though she knew it would be the same on the other side.]
[Protection. What symbol of protection throughout her life hadn't ultimately betrayed her, or left her? She sure as hell wouldn't let any likeness of Anima grace her skin.]
Yeah, well, protection's usually my job. Be a little narcissistic to go and cover it with a bunch of fangs, mm?
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[Protection. What symbol of protection throughout her life hadn't ultimately betrayed her, or left her? She sure as hell wouldn't let any likeness of Anima grace her skin.]
Yeah, well, protection's usually my job. Be a little narcissistic to go and cover it with a bunch of fangs, mm?