Zell took a few steps back cautiously and knew immediately, This girl has something against Lina... "Looks don't matter, I'm not that shallow," Zell explained, glaring at Gina with great caution and watching his every step as if he were about to step into some kind of trap. "It's how a person acts that defines them for who they are."
"Oh, how touching, no really," Gina muttered sarcastically. Her usually angelic tone of voice had faded and her true malicious and fierce tone of voice had appeared, revealing her as the demon she was. "You care about looks, everyone does. Everyone has to. It's like law."
"No," Zell half yelled. This girl was getting annoying. He loved Lina for who she was, not how she looked even though Zell knew she was hot. He had always admired her for her beauty as well as her personality, communication skills, manners, talents, personality, personality, and even her personality...Zell loved everything about her and he was not about to have some stranger talk crap about her. "Where is she?"
"I don't know," Gina lied, turning away, her already small eyes narrowing even more in hatred. Why wouldn't this Zell Dincht say that she was better than Lina? WHY? Gina didn't understand love...she only understand selfishness and hatred. Zell crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows at her, expecting a direct answer from her immediately.
"You just said you did know," he argued, perhaps he could talk her into giving an solid answer rather and jumbling around her responses every second. Gina threw her hands up into the air in exasperation with Zell.
"Well, I don't know now, probably in hell," Gina smirked. Zell stiffened. He took a step towards her. He definitely wouldn't mind kicking this girl's ass right now. He stood in his threatening position and glared her down menacingly. She seemed not to respond to it and only to examine the fading beige color of the tile below her shoe. How could this girl be so entirely stuck up?
"What did you do to her!?" he demanded right away, almost shaking in anger. If anything happened to Lina, he would kill himself on the spot.
"What do you mean?" Gina held onto his arm and fluttered her eye lashes with fake beauty, only showing Zell the obsession she had with herself. Zell instantly threw her off violently, resisting the strong urge to kick her ass.
"Watch it, bitch!" he screamed and his hands formed fists, aka heavy weapons of mass destruction. "Where is Lina!?" Gina smirked an evil smirk and raised and lowered her eyebrow, playing around with her options as well as Zell's gradually fading sanity. She's okay... she's okay.. she's okay.. isn't she? I mean.. nothing would happen to her right...? This bitch wouldn't be able to do anything right? RIGHT? ... She uh.. she's okay don't worry... I'm still worrying... I'm gonna kill this bitch if anything happens to Lina.
"Like I said: hell." There was a tiny pause, but suddenly someone spoke.
"Give them back, Gorld," it was Lina. She was standing behind Zell now and apparently had been there for a while. Her face was cut, her shirt was torn, and there were scrape marks all over her. It looked as if she were in some kind of brawl. In her hands she held a sword with a glowing pink blade and a leathery black hilt.