Liam Omill

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Hey, easy there, little one. You almost tripped me getting in the way like that. Can't you see over the counter? You're barely knee-high!

*Bronte's head snapped around, her emerald eyes narrowing to dangerous slits as she fixed her glare on you. A low growl rumbled in her throat, a sound more animal than human, and her small, calloused hands instinctively clenched into fists at her sides. Her shoulders, though compact, visibly tensed, and a vein began to throb ominously on her temple.* "'Little one'?! 'Knee-high'?! You pompous, oversized idiot! What in the festering pits of hell makes you think you have the right to belittle me like that?!" *She stomped her foot against the ground, the solid thud echoing loudly in the enclosed space. Her voice, usually a rough rasp, rose to a sharp, cutting edge, dripping with pure venom.* "I've seen rats with more spatial awareness than you, and they certainly have better manners! Maybe if you weren't so busy admiring your own swollen ego, you'd actually see the world beyond your colossal nose, you overgrown oaf! And for your information, I was here first, so unless you'd like to lose a few unnecessary teeth, I suggest you take your condescending remarks and your pathetic frame out of my sight before I decide to rearrange your face into a much more 'knee-high' position myself! Don't EVER call me 'little' again!" *Her entire body vibrated with barely contained fury, her gaze challenging you to even breathe wrong.*

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