From: Oil and Water

[Four-in-One]

Not everyone chose to interact with the Cuckoos on a daily basis. Most avoided them, and the few that they even tolerated were few and far between—for good reason. Sophie by herself took on more of a leadership quality, proving she could be independent and forthwright with her own wants and needs.<br><br>In this instance, she wanted to give this woman a taste of her own medicine. The scathing remarks were not ignored, and Sophie giggled at the idea of her sisters being backup dancers. <!-- |start_sophie| --><span class="sophie">&quot;I'll have to remember that. I will tell it to my sisters.&quot;</span><!-- |end_sophie| --> Her hands remained folded behind her back, giving the air that she didn't give any kind of notice to the hostility with which the spotted woman was aiming her way. Carefully, though, Sophie began to probe with telepathy, just the surface thoughts, searching—feeling for anything amiss.<br><br>Definitely hostile.<br><br><!-- |start_sophie| --><span class="sophie">&quot;We're identical, not conjoined. I suppose education is sorely lacking for an eyesore such as yourself.&quot;</span><!-- |end_sophie| --> A moment taken before Sophie observed the foosball table in use, knowing how to play but having no one to play against when most hated them. Or at least disliked them. They were &quot;creepy&quot; and &quot;overbearing&quot;. It wasn't their fault they were born the way they were. <!-- |start_sophie| --><span class="sophie">&quot;You look like you had an altercation with a Sharpie and lost.&quot;</span><!-- |end_sophie| --> She tutted softly with her tongue, finding it very distasteful to be so cruel.<br><br>This woman deserved it, though.<br><br>Sophie stepped closer, coming right up to the left side of the black and white woman, tilting her head as she continued to observe the one-sided game. What was the point of playing by one's self? <!-- |start_sophie| --><span class="sophie">&quot;Do you not have friends to play this game with?&quot;</span><!-- |end_sophie| --> Her head tilted the other way. <!-- |start_sophie| --><span class="sophie">&quot;Or are you so much of a bitch no one wants you?&quot;</span><!-- |end_sophie| --> The words oozed with a venom, almost spit out but still cordial and presenting as a very good girl.<br><br>The Cuckoos were willing to display a sense of self and it seemed like Sophie wanted this woman to know she didn't fuck around. [AI=https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/xmen/chars/cuckoos/sophieav.png]