[Kitaki]

((Still editing the first post as an intro into the thread.))

Instantly he lurches forward, grabbing his face. It burned as if it were on fire.
Pulling his shaking hand from his face slowly, he could see it was reddened with some blood from the cuts.
"You crazy bitch..." Slowly he rose again to face her, still holding his face. He tried not to grin. He knew that little lie would get a reaction.
"Well. That jogged my memory. I do seem to recall a girl who made me look rather sane in comparison."
He reaches for the mop and hands it to her with his free hand. "By the way..." he adds, "Lance was NOT my master. Never was."