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He sneered to the other as he said that, narrowing his eyes to him and growling slightly.  Tempted to just ignore the other and flip him off as he usually would do any other country, he kept himself back and tried to smirk again. It was small, but held a smug look and feel to it.  ”Zis little scrape?  It is nozing.”  He started to walk in a large circle around the other, like a hawk to its prey, his icy purple eyes glaring to him the entire time but also looking for weak spots.  ”I am just biding my time and zinking.”  As he said that, he lunged towards the others side, knife seeming to go for his ribs, but at the last second, raising and going straight for his face.

Alfred watched him closely. Great, not this again. He thought. If Francis was going to touch him again, he would make sure he would leave something more effective than a scrape on his face. But he wasn’t fast enough to get away from him this time. He tried striking him back when the other did, unaware that Francis tricked him and went at his face. Just like Francis, he too had his cheek cut while fresh blood slipped down to his chin. He stood there, using his thumb to wipe the blood away. “Haha, that’s more like it…” he was being just as smug about it as he turned to Francis. “This wouldn’t be as fun if you were just going to puss out the whole time and not do shit about it.”

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