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"Oh whatever you want," Alexa shrugged, "But I'm guessing it'll take a while for a rich kid like you to write something of quality for my ass."
"Oh whatever you want," Alexa shrugged, "But I'm guessing it'll take a while for a rich kid like you to write something of quality for my ass."
"Or a poor baby like you," he said, unfazed. "Who probably couldn't even get an education with enough benefit to learn how to write a poem."
"Yes, I can do that. We went to the same school ass. Now can you do it?" Alexa asked saying her words carefully. She had to pause and count the syllables in her head.
Arsen rolled his eyes. "Show-off. But I'd like to see real poetry, not crap like that." He smirked. "We start the civility and poem-writing tomorrow."
Alexa had a smirk on as he spoke. She gave him a nod with her arms crossed, "Tomorrow. Though I just have to write a song, much easier to do than write a ballad."
"So? It just proves that I'm more talented than you."
"No, it means that you couldn't think of anything for me and I gave myself an easy out," Alexa corrected him, "Also don't expect the song to be in English. Like at all."
"Foreign languages now, hmm? That's even better. It will show how amazing my ass is, that there are even songs written about it in different languages."
"I guess, but it also means you won't understand it puta," Alexa responded with a smile.
"So? What do I care if I can't understand it?" He stretched, and shook his head. "I can just use Google Translate."
"I'll just make sure you never get a copy of the lyrics then," Alexa shrugged, "Then you'll never know what I sang."
"I can record it, and then translate it."
"Mireda," Alexa responded, "El idioto as un poco intelligente."
"Intelli-what? What the hell does that mean?" Arsen cocked his head, then shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I could have recorded it, but I didn't. I totally could have if I wanted to."
"No you couldn't have," Alexa responded with a grin. She had thought he might have been able to figure that sentence out considering how close to English it was, "Really though? You can't figure out what intelligenet or idioto means? I guess you're more of an idioto que yo creo."
"Well, obviously they mean idiot and intelligent," he said, rolling his eyes. "I do know that much." And then he smirked. "ولكن هل تعرف ما أقوله ، الحمار الذكي؟"
Alexa rolled her eyes and narrowed her eyes at him just ever so slightly. She let out a sigh, "Puta. Why do you even know Arabic?"
"I grew up learning it." Arsen shrugged. "What, are you surprised?"
"A little bit yes," Alexa responded looking at him, "Didn't think you knew any other language than the classics."
"Of course I do. I'm not stupid." He sniffed in mock offense. "يجب أن يكون بسبب مؤخرتي مذهلة. يجعلك غير قادر على تخيل لي أي شيء آخر غير إله."
"That, is a lie," Alexa responded. She had been trained to understand and translate languages, but she couldn't speak them. Arabic had been one of the first ones her teachers had covered, "Your ass has nothing to do with it."
"Yes it does," Arsen said with a sniff. "My ass has everything to do with it." He leaned on the counter. "So, how many languages do you know?" He asked, a cheeky glint coming into his eye.
"Most of the major ones, it's a part of Theif training," Alexa calmly told him, "Once you know a root language others become pretty easy to pick up on. The only ones I can speak are English and Espanol, but I can understand and translate the rest."
"The rest?" He raised an eyebrow. "I see. So… can you speak Xhosa? It's a super weird language. Or Tatar?"
"I can't speak them," Alexa stressed her voice, "But considering I've never heard of Xhosa or Tatar, no I don't think I would be able to understand and translate."
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