[Tazha_bear]

She nodded. "You're in hell around me then... It's like my version of a tick. I don;t even know when I'm going to randomly hug people." She said apologetically than shut down her lap top, putting it up and calling an assistant for some snacks and warm milk.

Hataka shrugged. "I was useless for my mom when she clicked and killed five of my siblings. She always told dad about something knocking against her skull.. Dad killed her too. Can't you just tell we're such a tight knit family." she said, putting her arms behind her head and leaned back. "And ever since then I walked around encircled by agents, security... It's actually a bit demeaning. Not to mention the lack of control over life.... You guys want something to complain about, watch a whole bunch of people you know and love be killed by your mother, watch your mother be killed by your father, and your father become chokingly over protective. Then by all means beat yourselves up, blame each other. Though she was your mother, blaming someone who wasn't at fault is just plain stupid." She said. Her voice was deadly low by the time she finished, and the hiss at the end was blood chilling.

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Corrine smiled, but when she heard Neapolitan, she wrinkled her nose. "I know, being a novie professional baker, I should like the stuf or at least be able to eat it but Neopolitan stuff and me just don't like each other. Literally. I'm sorry, I'm no help this time." she said, bowing her head slightly and offering an apologetic smile.