17.Jan.13, 04:09 PM
A'liran bristled. "Wouldn't fuckin' surprise me!" he said unabashedly, brown eyes suddenly fierce with hatred. A nearby bluerider glanced in their direction, puzzled and amused by the outburst, but lacking any context he had no reason to continue listening in. A'liran shot him a dirty look before returning to the conversation.
"You're fuckin' right, if D'ren is a cunt then Tsuen is the Queen Cunt," he growled, stabbing at his food in annoyance. Such anger had washed over him with little warning, but it was clear by his rigid body language alone that he bore a deep hatred for the woman. "She's a paranoid nutbag...she'll keep us here forever, by virtue of that fat, ugly dragon's shiny hide. I wish someone would sharding kill her," he growled.
He realized right away that he probably shouldn't be snarling such things in the dining hall where he might be overheard, but the brash greenrider didn't much care. Everyone knew how he felt, anyhow! "Fuckin cow," he added, almost as a sulky afterthought to top off the outburst. "It's sharding wrong...every part of it's wrong," he hissed. At least D'ren seemed to want to take them home. Even A'liran, who hated the man with every ounce of his strength, could acknowledge that. Tsuen, though? That paranoid witch would be the death of them all.
"You're fuckin' right, if D'ren is a cunt then Tsuen is the Queen Cunt," he growled, stabbing at his food in annoyance. Such anger had washed over him with little warning, but it was clear by his rigid body language alone that he bore a deep hatred for the woman. "She's a paranoid nutbag...she'll keep us here forever, by virtue of that fat, ugly dragon's shiny hide. I wish someone would sharding kill her," he growled.
He realized right away that he probably shouldn't be snarling such things in the dining hall where he might be overheard, but the brash greenrider didn't much care. Everyone knew how he felt, anyhow! "Fuckin cow," he added, almost as a sulky afterthought to top off the outburst. "It's sharding wrong...every part of it's wrong," he hissed. At least D'ren seemed to want to take them home. Even A'liran, who hated the man with every ounce of his strength, could acknowledge that. Tsuen, though? That paranoid witch would be the death of them all.