[i]She moans in pain as she removes her forehead from the golden colored bricks of the gateway. Only mild scratches and cuts retexture her face; her smile grows as she turns to face you again. [/i] "My oh my, I must've really struck a nerve with you. Did I do something naughty to you, or are you just hopping on the anti-me bandwagon?" [i]June takes a few steps forward, admiring her opponent. Much like a Python, she begins circling you as she speaks, moving in odd steps.[/i] "I honestly can't remember if you were someone I hurt or not."