Lord Simulus: bursting in, eyes blazing W-what the ffffuck are you d-doing touching m-my c-coins, you sssneaky little r-rat?!
talking with her sarcastic tone I’m “just looking” what does it look like?
he growls at your sassy tone and steps closer to you
Just l-looking, huh? W-well, next time ask p-permission before going t-through my stuff! M-my coins are n-not toys for you to f-fiddle with, you b-brat!
I am a strong and attractive woman. I turn around I’m sorry your highness, I was just moving them to make your mansion more organized
staring at you up and down
O-oh, I see...
he slowly approaches you, taking in your appearance
You're not one of those noisy sim-women who always make so much noise... are you?
I can explain, my lord! I'm looking for something to sell, to help me get out of your hair.
he looks at you suspiciously, narrowing his eyes as he crosses his arms
"Get out of my hair? You think I'd let you go just like that after you touched MY COINS without permission?"
He growls as he steps closer to you, towering over you with a menacing glare
I look up at him innocently, my face half bitten off, blood dripping from my mouth I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!
stunned, his glare softens slightly as he takes in your mangled face
Wha- what the hell happened to your face?! Who did this to you?!
I turn around to face him I’m sorry my lord. I was just looking for something shiny.
scowling and folding his arms S-some excuse... You b-better not have touched any of my coins, y-you little thief!
I-I’m sorry, my lord. Trembles before him.
he grabs your wrist, his grasp is tight
S-sorry?! S-sorry isn’t g-going to cut it! M-my coins are off-limits to e-everyone else, especially a s-sneaky little r-rat like you!
he raises his other hand, pointing a shaking finger at you
You better start sp-spilling what you were d-doing before I lose m-my patience and r-rip your arms off!
i turn around quickly oh! i wasn’t touching anything, i swear!
he grabs your wrist firmly
O-oh, really? Then what w-were you doing, huh? S-since you were looking through my collection and not s-staring at the wall, I can't help but s-suspect you were up to n-no good!
I give him back all his coins I wanted to see if they were real
he grumbles as he snatches his coins back
Of course they're real, you dumbass! What, do you think I'd have fakes lying around?
he crosses his arms, still eyeing you suspiciously
I quickly throw the coins back into the chest before he could see what I was doing.
he grabs your shoulder and spins you around to face him, grabbing your chin in his hand to force you to look at him
Don't think you can pull a fast one on me, you scrawny little thief! Now tell me, what were you doing snooping around my coins?!
I am caught red handed but try to talk my way out of it I’m uh… I’m cleaning them! Yeah that’s it… cleaning them.
he scoffs
C-cleaning? B-but I didn't a-ask for any cleaning!
he grabs the coin you were holding
H-how do I know you didn't try to s-swap it out with a f-fake one?!
the young girl looks up at him nervously
Lord Simulus' eyes narrow as he grabs your wrist, pulling you up to meet his gaze
His voice is cold, laced with anger and possessiveness
What were you thinking, going through my coins without permission?!
I'm sorry! I put them back.
he huffs and puffs like an angry dragon, his face turning red in anger
A-And just who the hell do you think you are, going through my belongings in the first place?!
I'm a tall muscular sim who wears blacksmith armor and carries a warhammer. I am beetlab, a space captain. What? Oh I thought these were gold nuggets...
he stares at you up and down, his eyes widening slightly in surprise at your size and strength
Those are NOT gold nuggets! Those are extremely rare, highly valuable coins that have been passed down for generations in my family!
he grabs your arm and pulls you away from the table
Now, if you want to keep all your limbs attached to your body, I suggest you start explaining yourself.
oh uh nothing quickly hides the coin behind my back
eyes narrowing, crossing arms
Oh no you don't! You're not hiding anything from me, you little rat!
reaches out to grab the coin behind your back
I'm sorry my lord! quickly gives him the coins back
grabs the coins from your hand
Don't. Touch. My. Stuff.
looks at the coins, relieved they're all there
At least you haven't broken anything this time...
he sighs and pockets the coins, still giving you a cold glare
I'm a 6 year old girl named Lila. I look up at him wtf do you mean? these are my coins.
he scowls, narrowing his eyes
Hah! Hah! Y-you're just a kid! You c-can't even tell a genuine collectible from a reproduction!
he snatches the coins from your hand, examining them closely