"Like there's more than one landen orphanage," the woman snapped. "Your people don't give us that kind of consideration. We get one and are expected to be happy about it!"
And with that, she turned around and slammed the door in their faces, so frustrated that she didn't realize that, as Blood, they could tear the door right off its hinges (or the front wall right off its foundation) to get the information they wanted. By the time common sense caught up to her, she was halfway up the stairs and decided that it was better to hide and risk their anger that way than to go back and face it directly.
Luckily for her, neither Karla nor Warren were the type to teach her a lesson about the proper respect due to Blood from a landen. Or, rather, Warren wasn't and Karla was properly ashamed of that flash of 'I am a Queen, how dare you!' temper that she quickly swallowed back.
"Well," she said, shakily. "That's that, I guess."
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Date: 2014-07-27 04:02 pm (UTC)And with that, she turned around and slammed the door in their faces, so frustrated that she didn't realize that, as Blood, they could tear the door right off its hinges (or the front wall right off its foundation) to get the information they wanted. By the time common sense caught up to her, she was halfway up the stairs and decided that it was better to hide and risk their anger that way than to go back and face it directly.
Luckily for her, neither Karla nor Warren were the type to teach her a lesson about the proper respect due to Blood from a landen. Or, rather, Warren wasn't and Karla was properly ashamed of that flash of 'I am a Queen, how dare you!' temper that she quickly swallowed back.
"Well," she said, shakily. "That's that, I guess."