"I hate him.." Jae muttered angrily to her sister as she sat in the washroom vomiting into a pail. "Look at him, he isn't even sick, and he ate more than I did!"
Jula peeked outside the washroom to look at Col. Tavington. Indeed, he looked completely healthy as he held his son while conversing with his wife and Capt. Bordon. Suddenly a gurgling retching noise came from inside the washroom. Col. Tavington looked past Jula at the washroom and smirked. Jula rolled her eyes and went back inside the washroom.
After several more minutes of purging herself of the roast, Jae left the washroom with her sister, who then left to help finish cleaning things up in the kitchen.
Wandering down the hall, Jae was suddenly stopped when someone placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around.
"Feeling better?" Gen. O'Hara inquired.
"I'm fine. Go away." Jae replied, trying to remove his hand from her shoulder.
"You know, Miss Barrington, from the way you behave around Col. Tavington, bantering with him at every chance you get, it would appear that you harbor feelings toward him, and you know how sinful that would be. Harboring feelings towards a married man, who, not to mention, is nearly old enough to be your father. It almost makes you seem like a little wanton whore.."
"I don't harbor any feelings towards Col. Tavington, you disgusting rat!" Jae snapped, placing her hand on O'Hara's wrist, trying yet again to pull his hand off her shoulder. "And I'm not a freakin' whore! In fact, you're closer to being a whore than I am!"
The general's face contorted in anger and he struck Jae across the face. Jae stumbled back, but quickly regained her senses and struck him back with equal force, sending O'Hara reeling backward in shock.
"What, didn't think I would hit you back?" she shot. "Now get out of here!"
"You will pay for this!" the general hissed, holding the side of his cheek.
"Yeah, whatever. Go away, lest you want to get slapped again!"
Narrowing his eyes in rage, Gen. O'Hara shook his head and advanced towards Jae. She smirked.
"You just don't learn very quickly do you?"
Quickly and fluidly, Jae brought her hand up and slapped the general again, using her nails to dig into the flesh of his cheek, drawing blood.
"You evil, disrespectful..."
"Save it and get your barely-there butt out of here!"
Holding his now bleeding cheek, Gen. O'Hara stumbled down the hall and out of sight.
"Very nice marks you left on him."
Jae yelped in surprise and turned around, finding herself nearly pressed up against Col. Tavington's chest. He smiled impishly down at her.
"Oh, it's you..." Jae said in disgust, pulling herself away from him.
"Yes, it's me." Col. Tavington replied smoothly.
"Unfortunately.."
"So, do you harbor feelings towards me? And I ask this in all sincerity, with no perverse connotations. Because if you do, I will throw you out of here.." the colonel finished in a serious tone, his face becoming its usual unreadable mask.
"Oh yes, lots of feelings!" Jae shouted. "But attraction isn't one of them! However, loathing is! God, you're so arrogant! Why would I ever harbor any positive feelings towards you! Honestly, I don't even know how your wife does it!"
Col. Tavington's eyes narrowed as white-blue rage swirled within them.
"I believe you have some cleaning to do in the kitchens. Get to it.."
"I will!"
With that, Jae left the colonel in the hall and stalked all the way to the kitchen to clean up.