Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5664762-20130707075225/@comment-26414442-20130709063450

Judging by a bit of laughter, and an absolute fail of an apology, Airmid realised that someone did notice. There was only one thing to do to remedy that – being calm. Airmid breathed through her nose, and out her mouth, calming herself down just enough to make sure that her face wasn't red.

Then she turned to face whoever noticed her. It was some dark-skinned girl whose face was hidden behind her bonnet. "Well, I'm sorry about that," Airmid said in an unintentially sarcastic tone. "That was an utterly unbecoming of me. However, some asshole has got my pen, and that isn't good." She paused, hoping that Cynthea would get her pun. "I liked that pen..."

''Did... did she just swear...? That just made the incident even more "unbecoming"!''