"Move then."
"I was here first."
"Move!"
"No!"
Uliana, accepting the fact that Klavdiya wasn't going to shift from where she was laying on the sofa in the backroom, simply proceeded to sit on her good leg. Klavdiya tried to make out that she was still comfortable in spite of how she obviously wasn't, and Uliana began to squirm in a bid to kick that discomfort up further.
"Stop!"
"Are you going to move?"
"Fine! Just get off!"
As Uliana stood up again, allowing Klavdiya to finally move her leg out of the way - Cassia enjoying their most recent bout of bickering - she grumbled to herself.
"Your butt is painful..."
"Should've moved then."
"You wouldn't just sit on Monet if she was the one resting, would you?"
"Monet wouldn't lounge like a hobo."
"You basically are a hobo!"
"Doesn't mean I'm going to sit around like one though, does it? I can still sit all ladylike."
Uliana sat up straight as she said this, adopting a very Monet like posture, a snobbish expression coming to her face. Zisel - who'd been sat in her chair listening for the duration of their back and forth - looked as if she was deep in some sort of mixture of amusement and bewilderment, which didn't do very much to help Cassia's own entertained smile.
Here they were, deep inside an old warehouse, and yet they could still talk to each other like this. How long had they all known each other, exactly...?
"A lady wouldn't sit on someone else when they're resting." Klavdiya pointed out, continuing the debate.
"If you're not going to act like a lady, then I'm not going to treat you like one." Uliana replied, that uptight look of hers not diminishing in the slightest.
"I was resting!"
"Like a hobo."
At this point, Klavdiya picked up her cane, attempting to give her adversary a bash on the head. Uliana managed to dodge her swipes at first, but soon she had to block them with her hands, and she ended up attempting to pull the stick away entirely in order to save herself from further attacks, both girls giggling throughout the entire ordeal. An especially competitive streak was distinct in Klavdiya's gaze.
"Why are you so annoying today?!" The girl was asking as she tried to wrestle back her cane.
"Leave me alone then! Stop hitting me!"
"You started it!"
"You did! You should've just moved!"
"I'll get Taya on you!"
"Stop showing off!" Zisel finally called, her cross tone being the last touch needed in order to get a laugh out of Cassia too, the two girls suddenly appearing less hectic and more concerned.
"Just because you've got an audience doesn't mean you have to squabble!"
"She should have moved!" Uliana protested, trying not to smirk in the process.
"You'll both move in a minute, because I'll kick you out, and then me and Cassia can have the sofa to ourselves."
The girls finally ceased their tussle now, and Klavdiya got her stick back. Zisel seemed satisfied when the sounds of that squabbling ceased, a content look replacing that scolding one she'd had.
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HorrorThat is to say, downhill. Ever beneath. Time fades. Hop, skip, jump. Hide and seek. Scatter, like mice. Things were planted here, and soon they'll grow. No tears, little one. Red doesn't always mean danger. They've all had their tumbles, and learn...