<b>Re: I Hate Titles (Cash, Kitteh, and I)</b><br/><br/>Inside of the shapely young woman, a storm of rage and hatred was brewing and boiling in her veins.  She could hardly contain the strong feelings that were welling up inside of her!  What right did this man have to talk so crudely to her dear Reina?  How dare he have the nerve to speak so negatively to her?  Reina was simply trying to assist the man, warning him of the impending dangers that would await him should he continue upon the path the was currently following.  Why, he should have been on his knees, kissing the ground at her feet in gratitude!  There was no kindness these days; everyone was so rude.  She would not grant him an excuse of any kind for the treatment of her best and only friend.<br/><br/>Amelia managed to wiggle out of Reina's gentle grasp, stomping angrily towards the man as quickly as her legs could muster.  Why, she just felt like smacking him into the netherworld.  She did not even find the need to reconsider.  She would<i>murder</i>this man.<b>"How dare you!"</b>She copied, pointing her finger accusingly at the stranger.<b>"You have <i>no</i> right to speak to Reina in such a manner!"</b><br/><br/><b>"You're the one with no intellig--"</b><br/><br/>The poor girl did not get the chance to finish her last statement.  Her legs suddenly became entangled into one another, and she fell forward and began to tumble.  She let out a scream as she rolled across the ground, landing at his feet with a thud.  She looked up from her place on the ground, still sprawled out on her stomach, and continued her tirade.<b>"You're the one with no brains!"</b><br/><br/>How odd.  She did not seem at all phased by her most embarrassing predicament.