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Victoria: Au revoir A raven haired girl glared angrily at the white coat wearing doctors, they tormented her. Their curious gazes prodding, just like their instruments and needles. She rocked unsteadily from her sitting position, silently cursing the bastards for securing her arms around her abdomen with the white jacket.
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Her bare feet sank into the soft cushioned floor as she walked towards the door. She peered out of the little window, where the doctors peered back. "Ms. Le Tueur? Is something wrong?".
She growled in reply, a low, menacing, guttural sound. "I've told you," she said, her voice trembled with fake laughter. A forced way of being polite, rather than revealing her blatant hatred for them. "I've told you," she repeated, "do not call me 'ms. Le Tueur', call me by my name".
"Right, of course", the doctor said, "is something wrong Victoria?". She growled louder, almost roaring, and kicked the door, falling as a result of her action. She stumbled back to her feet and to the door.