anelegantmyth: (serious: shut up)
Cynthia ([personal profile] anelegantmyth) wrote in [community profile] high_seas 2014-04-17 01:52 am (UTC)

[She was late, of course she was late. Even while they were planning this on the boat, she had thought it was a boys only thing and didn't think to go till she realized being on the boat alone was really depressing. She really just wanted to feel like one of the boys.

It felt good finally being able to wander around a town that didn't think she was a witch. No one even batted an eyelash when she entered the tavern to look for her boys. But fate wouldn't let her have one day to be completely happy, oh no. As she was walking towards the HazMat table, a kind and wonderful (and horribly drunk) man had flagged her attention. Calling her a wench and demanding her company for the night.

Let's just say she wouldn't admit to taking a mug from one of the servers, pouring it over the man's head before knocking his teeth out with it. It merely slipped.]


I'm not a damn wench...

[Before joining her boys at the table like nothing happened.]

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