Post by Wildmagesapprentice on May 25, 2013 21:21:23 GMT 10
Title: Ridiculous
Rating: PG
Word Count: 401
Pairing: Buri/Raoul
Round/Fight: 2B
Summary: In which Buri is a bit evil and Raoul is even more terrified. Sort of a follow on from Matchmaking.
It's ridiculous really, the fuss he's made over this party. Quite ludicrous.There are perhaps twenty women there, and the Dragon is nowhere to be seen. But Raoul is jumping at every greeting, a strained smile on his face as he kisses the hands of the potential brides and their mothers. It's quite pitiful, really, so Buri has taken to scowling whenever a woman comes too near to them. She said she'd look after him, no matter if the situation seems absurd to her.
She's looking around the hall, taking in the lights , the decorations, the bunches of women gossiping around the room, and exchanging glares with the ones who glance towards herself and Raoul when she sees her companion freeze beside her, eyes wide.
'...Raoul?' She nudges his arm, but he stays frozen.
'Its her. Over there. The Dragon... Gods, Buri- hide me.' He grabs her shoulders and pushes her in front of him, crouching slightly. She can only imagine how peculiar they must look.
The woman in question looks to be about sixty or so, with grey hair pulled back neatly from her face and stern grey eyes. She certainly has the look of the family matriarch, as she glides around the hall greeting the other guests, and Buri can see how she got the name 'Dragon'. She is clearly one lady that you would not want to mess with.
'Get off me, you great oaf. You're far too old to be behaving like that.' She tries to free herself from his grip, but his hands tighten, and she could have sworn she heard him whimper.
'Buri...'
She pats his cheek. 'There there. It's all going to be fine. Just relax...'
'Right, we've been here long enough, can we leave now?'
She tuts. 'Of course not. That would be extremely rude. Not to mention ungrateful.'
'No one would notice!' He pleads. 'We'd just have to- Buri she's coming this way. Buri... she's coming... she's looking at me Buri! Oh Gods no, she's walking over... go away go away go away go away... don't smile at her! Great. Now she's definitely going to coming to us.'
'It's all going to be fine.' She says soothingly, using the same voice she employs whilst calming a particularly skittish horse. Once facing away from Raoul, Buri smirks. This is going to be fun...
Raoul pouts, and speaks in a flat voice.
'I hate you.'
Rating: PG
Word Count: 401
Pairing: Buri/Raoul
Round/Fight: 2B
Summary: In which Buri is a bit evil and Raoul is even more terrified. Sort of a follow on from Matchmaking.
It's ridiculous really, the fuss he's made over this party. Quite ludicrous.There are perhaps twenty women there, and the Dragon is nowhere to be seen. But Raoul is jumping at every greeting, a strained smile on his face as he kisses the hands of the potential brides and their mothers. It's quite pitiful, really, so Buri has taken to scowling whenever a woman comes too near to them. She said she'd look after him, no matter if the situation seems absurd to her.
She's looking around the hall, taking in the lights , the decorations, the bunches of women gossiping around the room, and exchanging glares with the ones who glance towards herself and Raoul when she sees her companion freeze beside her, eyes wide.
'...Raoul?' She nudges his arm, but he stays frozen.
'Its her. Over there. The Dragon... Gods, Buri- hide me.' He grabs her shoulders and pushes her in front of him, crouching slightly. She can only imagine how peculiar they must look.
The woman in question looks to be about sixty or so, with grey hair pulled back neatly from her face and stern grey eyes. She certainly has the look of the family matriarch, as she glides around the hall greeting the other guests, and Buri can see how she got the name 'Dragon'. She is clearly one lady that you would not want to mess with.
'Get off me, you great oaf. You're far too old to be behaving like that.' She tries to free herself from his grip, but his hands tighten, and she could have sworn she heard him whimper.
'Buri...'
She pats his cheek. 'There there. It's all going to be fine. Just relax...'
'Right, we've been here long enough, can we leave now?'
She tuts. 'Of course not. That would be extremely rude. Not to mention ungrateful.'
'No one would notice!' He pleads. 'We'd just have to- Buri she's coming this way. Buri... she's coming... she's looking at me Buri! Oh Gods no, she's walking over... go away go away go away go away... don't smile at her! Great. Now she's definitely going to coming to us.'
'It's all going to be fine.' She says soothingly, using the same voice she employs whilst calming a particularly skittish horse. Once facing away from Raoul, Buri smirks. This is going to be fun...
Raoul pouts, and speaks in a flat voice.
'I hate you.'