[ Right at the very back, following the cry of a man and the panicked sobs of a few girls that go off running to the safety of the service rooms.
The woman in question stands calmly, flanked by the men usually guarding the doors to her quarters. The dress she is using tonight has been ruined, the skirt damaged and leaving in sight a garter- most likely to keep hidden the bloodied dagger she's holding at the moment, no doubt used to damage one of the two young men's face. ]
You ought to leave soon. Any more of this and your life will be off my hand.
[ A warning they don't deserve, a last kindness from her part. When at last he sees her, she has turned her back on them, clearly bored with the affair already. But men and their bruised egos don't take lightly to a woman's might.
"Fucking old bitch--"
So it's no wonder the maimed lad gets to his feet, quick and vicious, a broken piece of glass raised in his hand with the intent to attack her back. ]
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Date: 2024-07-18 02:32 am (UTC)The woman in question stands calmly, flanked by the men usually guarding the doors to her quarters. The dress she is using tonight has been ruined, the skirt damaged and leaving in sight a garter- most likely to keep hidden the bloodied dagger she's holding at the moment, no doubt used to damage one of the two young men's face. ]
You ought to leave soon. Any more of this and your life will be off my hand.
[ A warning they don't deserve, a last kindness from her part. When at last he sees her, she has turned her back on them, clearly bored with the affair already. But men and their bruised egos don't take lightly to a woman's might.
"Fucking old bitch--"
So it's no wonder the maimed lad gets to his feet, quick and vicious, a broken piece of glass raised in his hand with the intent to attack her back. ]