Got on your nerves!

Rag Doll was dumped out of the bag and into a chair.
He folded his arms.
"Name?" a small winged boy asked
He looked the other way.
"Name?"
the winged boy snapped his fingers and a girl stabbed a heart shapped shurikan into Rag Doll.
It hurt, but he could fix it later.
"Lets try again, Name?"
"Rag Doll." He grunted.
"Good, Occupation?"
"I sew."
"Skills?"
"Uh, I don't know, what goes with Sewing?" Rag doll said sarcastically.
"Don't mess with me boy." The little winged boy stood up on his chair making him so much more scary.
"Oh, wouldn't want to mess with the little baby with wings."
The boy clenched his fist.
"What are you skills?"
"Getting on people's nerves." Rag Doll said leaning forward and smirking at the boy.
The boy flew about 2 inches off of the table and right into Rag Dolls face.
"What is your preference of job?" the boy asked through gritted teeth.
Rag Doll looked at the stitching between his fingers. "Uh, anywhere away from you."
"Done!" the boy flipped in the air in his hast to get away from Rag Doll.
Rag Doll didn't bother to hide his obnoxious laugh as he was led away to get a uniform.