nothingupmysleeve: (Default)
Daimon Winter

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags

Date: 2014-01-20 04:58 am (UTC)
nothingupmysleeve: (suave)
A hand comes down on her shoulder from behind as she stumbles, just long enough to steady her. "She's drunk," comes the grim explanation, a little breathless from darting back outside. "Lady Castleworth never appears anywhere in public without enough sails to the wind to pull a galleon." There is black amusement in his voice. He's not technically standing too close to her, but comments might have been raised...were it not for the spectacle starting just inside.

Having planted herself in the doorway, the woman set her stance wide, and scowled around at the assembled crowd while her son did her best to edge away and make his escape inside. Fists on hips, she opened her wide, froggy mouth as if about to pronounce a condemnation of everyone around her. Instead, after a moment, she let out a long, extravagant belch that would have made a beer-swaddled longshoreman proud.

A burst of embarrassed laughter rippled through the crowd, and her son crimsoned and hurriedly dashed toward the punch table. "See?" Daimon chuckled in the young girl's ear.
Anonymous( )Anonymous This account has disabled anonymous posting.
OpenID( )OpenID You can comment on this post while signed in with an account from many other sites, once you have confirmed your email address. Sign in using OpenID.
Account name:
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.


Notice: This account is set to log the IP addresses of everyone who comments.
Links will be displayed as unclickable URLs to help prevent spam.

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Page generated Sep. 22nd, 2017 03:25 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios