[ That smirk of his evaporates. He was intending to simply give her detention, to have her scrub every cauldron in the castle a dozen times over, but she's pushed him a little too far. ]
...Are you intending to suggest that you don't consider me worthy of your respect?
[ It is, of course, a hypothetical question. ]
You appear to have quite the misunderstanding of where you stand in comparison to myself in the greater scheme of things.
[ His hand's already snapping out to grasp her chin. ]
That's unacceptable.
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[ She lets out a little yelp as he grabs her by the chin, forces her to look at him, and she tries to yank herself away to no avail. Her simmering cauldron behind her blocks her way, and the only out is blocked by Sasori himself.
Still, it's not like he can do anything worse to her, she figures, and so she decides to let him know what she really thinks of him. ]
A teacher worthy of my respect actually teaches, not make their students cry!
[ She meets his own gaze with her own stubborn, determined one, chin held high defiantly. ]
You want to know what's unacceptable? How you seem to like bullying your own students. It's too bad that you don't scare me!
[ He doesn't particularly give a damn if she doesn't approve of his teaching methods; she's a damned brat and the academic results of those who apply themselves in his class speak for themselves. The lazy and the weak-willed don't deserve any coddling.
No, it's this defiance and lack of deference of hers that is what really needs to be dealt with. ]
...I don't?
[ He looms down over her, the hand on her chin tight enough that he isn't allowing her to flinch or look away, his other hand pressing down on the counter to block her in further.
His voice grows dangerously soft. ]
I realize Gryffindors like yourself have more courage than sense, but are you really certain about that?
[ She swallows hard, feeling a nervous flush creeping up her neck. She wants to flinch, to look away - but even if his hand wasn't keeping her in place, she'd will herself not to. Dawn absolutely refuses to show weakness to him.
Even though her heart's beating like a drum, she's not going to back down. She'll show him that she's not so easily intimidated or cowed, even as she shifts a little uneasily as she realizes how he's closed in on her. ]
Oh, I'm more than sure... Professor.
[ She deliberately adds his title almost as if it were a afterthought after a insulting pause. She's walking on dangerous ground, she knows, but it's not like he can actually lay a hand on a student, right?
Although she's already resigning herself to scrubbing cauldrons for the rest of the year. On the bright side, she can do her best to make sure every moment with her is just as unbearable for him as it is for her. ]
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...Are you intending to suggest that you don't consider me worthy of your respect?
[ It is, of course, a hypothetical question. ]
You appear to have quite the misunderstanding of where you stand in comparison to myself in the greater scheme of things.
[ His hand's already snapping out to grasp her chin. ]
That's unacceptable.
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Still, it's not like he can do anything worse to her, she figures, and so she decides to let him know what she really thinks of him. ]
A teacher worthy of my respect actually teaches, not make their students cry!
[ She meets his own gaze with her own stubborn, determined one, chin held high defiantly. ]
You want to know what's unacceptable? How you seem to like bullying your own students. It's too bad that you don't scare me!
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No, it's this defiance and lack of deference of hers that is what really needs to be dealt with. ]
...I don't?
[ He looms down over her, the hand on her chin tight enough that he isn't allowing her to flinch or look away, his other hand pressing down on the counter to block her in further.
His voice grows dangerously soft. ]
I realize Gryffindors like yourself have more courage than sense, but are you really certain about that?
HOW DID I MISS THIS TAG
Even though her heart's beating like a drum, she's not going to back down. She'll show him that she's not so easily intimidated or cowed, even as she shifts a little uneasily as she realizes how he's closed in on her. ]
Oh, I'm more than sure... Professor.
[ She deliberately adds his title almost as if it were a afterthought after a insulting pause. She's walking on dangerous ground, she knows, but it's not like he can actually lay a hand on a student, right?
Although she's already resigning herself to scrubbing cauldrons for the rest of the year. On the bright side, she can do her best to make sure every moment with her is just as unbearable for him as it is for her. ]