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Grace, curves and sheathed claws.

Here's looking at you, kid.
You probably have seen my friend Liz.
Chances are, you would not have known who she was.
Hands and the Holy Cross Hi-res
She has always been a pious, serious woman. As such, she used to prefer remaining Unknown.
On a stairway, with a book An open book Hi-res
Liz is still an intellectual, bookish type. However, she plays rugby in spare time. No surprisingly, a hobby involving donating blood to the environment has imparted a few peculiar facets to her nature.
Looking the other way
She is not above relishing attention. Even if someone should openly stare, she might look the other way. Still, she would draw the line at staring at chest-level during a conversation, without ever bothering with eye contact. While most well-mannered people would consider such conduct only uncouth, Liz takes it as an invitation to pest control.
Look up, boy!
16-gauge, choked
Stressed out
Do not judge such short temper as inappropriate.

First, Liz is under much stress, especially during exams.
Second, she is simply applying her understanding of psychology to practical situations: buckshot is the most effective means of Pavlovian conditioning ever devised. One-ounce dose prevents undesirable behavior from re-occuring, ever.

Everything else about Liz - curves, beads and even her habit of breathing fire - is so dainty as to make up for the rough ways just described.
And to think that she would subject such a body to the risks of rugby!

The author was betraying his ignorance of the subject by waxing rhapsodic on the subject of female curves. Much like classic cars, such curves are of more benefit to onlookers than to the owners.

Mustard seed

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