[ alright t e c h n i c a l l y the longsword is not a cavalier's weapon at all, that stupid honor going to the useless rapier she'd left behind somewhere, so gideon hasn't any right to be telling anyone that they ought to recognize her as a cav on sight. and she is, sorta, a slave. a bondswoman is pretty damn close, not that this dude in his expensive clothes and his expensive looking sword needs to know about that. ]
What, your nuns don't get flogged? Lucky bitches. I'll show you my super cool flogging scars some other time. I'm actually a nun and a cav, so I get the sword. We're a martial order. Or something.
[ aw this is nostalgic, being told she's a disappointment by someone of higher social class! gideon actually squints at him before taking the extremely expensive looking handkerchief and stuffing it into her pocket without using it all. that's hers now, buddy. she sniffs again, smiling meanly, just to be irritating. ]
Are you related to any royalty, perhaps? You really remind me of somebody I recently met, who also used to say shitty things to total strangers. My name's Gideon Nav, of the Ninth. Who the hell are you, hair boy?
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What, your nuns don't get flogged? Lucky bitches. I'll show you my super cool flogging scars some other time. I'm actually a nun and a cav, so I get the sword. We're a martial order. Or something.
[ aw this is nostalgic, being told she's a disappointment by someone of higher social class! gideon actually squints at him before taking the extremely expensive looking handkerchief and stuffing it into her pocket without using it all. that's hers now, buddy. she sniffs again, smiling meanly, just to be irritating. ]
Are you related to any royalty, perhaps? You really remind me of somebody I recently met, who also used to say shitty things to total strangers. My name's Gideon Nav, of the Ninth. Who the hell are you, hair boy?