[Miguel stops momentarily; raising a brow. Suddenly he can feel the jagged edges of his broken bottle lightly pressing against the skin of his bare torso... and he smirks.]
[The taller man doesn't falter in his grip of Vulpes' hood, though his tone is suddenly slightly less angry and more amused as he speaks.] Heh....
...Alright, fine. I've already had confessions today; no need to dirty my clean slate with some self-righteous idiota's blood. I'll let go...
-But you'll be apologizing to me first. [In his teen years, conversation would have ended the very moment Vulpes made that initial smart remark. But Miguel is old enough now to not immediately pull his fists from his pockets at any little insignificant jab that some holier-than-thou asshole takes at his pride. -Most of the time. His sister did an admirable job at taming him that way, all things considered... But this guy is REALLY testing what little scrap of patience he has... And Miguel has never been one to walk away from a fight.]
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[The taller man doesn't falter in his grip of Vulpes' hood, though his tone is suddenly slightly less angry and more amused as he speaks.] Heh....
...Alright, fine. I've already had confessions today; no need to dirty my clean slate with some self-righteous idiota's blood. I'll let go...
-But you'll be apologizing to me first. [In his teen years, conversation would have ended the very moment Vulpes made that initial smart remark. But Miguel is old enough now to not immediately pull his fists from his pockets at any little insignificant jab that some holier-than-thou asshole takes at his pride. -Most of the time. His sister did an admirable job at taming him that way, all things considered... But this guy is REALLY testing what little scrap of patience he has... And Miguel has never been one to walk away from a fight.]