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brienne of tarth ([personal profile] wenche) wrote in [community profile] badgreg 2025-12-14 05:13 pm (UTC)

( there's an enormous guy in a lamb's mask trying, almost hilariously, to avoid notice. he's wearing a lovely gown that was not made for his body, and certainly does him no favors as he hikes his shoulders up around his ears like maybe that will spare him attention. he passes by the creature in a hurry but his pursuer catches up to reach and take his large hand. it engulfs the other's, but his voice is soft and sweet as it comes out. )

Please, I am...

( he starts, plaintive. the voice is so feminine, and pained. then he curtsies, ungraceful but with the instinct of a woman. this looming, broad, ungainly thing is a woman if you look closely enough: her waist is thick, her chest flat, but her movements careful and unaggressive.

her eyes rove around her and land on the creature like he is perhaps her salvation. she pulls her hand away from her suitor and gestures to him, claiming in a panic:
)

I am otherwise engaged.

( she knows there is a very good chance that the creature rejects her openly, but for the slim opportunity to avoid the embarrassment of another dance with someone half her size, whose toes she is sure to destroy, brienne reaches for this lifeline anyway. in her eyes is the desperation she cannot hide: please rescue her, please don't leave her to this... )

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