[at least Silver doesn't have a problem pushing his way through the crowds. it's irritating, exhausting really, and he's already tired enough...
the whispers are easily followed, and he grumbles and snaps 'excuse me's and 'pardon me's and the occasional 'get out of the way' as he traverses through the crowds. it's working fine, he thinks, and he's just able to see the sea of people parting, the briefest glimpse of Malleus at the punch bowl before he disappears into the crowd again.
he should have expected this, true. Silver didn't think he'd be that long, though, was sure nothing could get this bad by the time he reached Malleus.]
Ah, Malleus, wait--
[an arm braces in front of him and Silver's forward progress is stopped completely, and his glare when he turns to see a Heartslabyul uniform is like pure ice.]
Get out of my way.
[eugh. the man reeks of alcohol, and Silver wouldn't like the way he's being looked at even if those eyes weren't so glazed over. a hand rises to shove the interloper back, not even batting a lash. he has places to be.]
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the whispers are easily followed, and he grumbles and snaps 'excuse me's and 'pardon me's and the occasional 'get out of the way' as he traverses through the crowds. it's working fine, he thinks, and he's just able to see the sea of people parting, the briefest glimpse of Malleus at the punch bowl before he disappears into the crowd again.
he should have expected this, true. Silver didn't think he'd be that long, though, was sure nothing could get this bad by the time he reached Malleus.]
Ah, Malleus, wait--
[an arm braces in front of him and Silver's forward progress is stopped completely, and his glare when he turns to see a Heartslabyul uniform is like pure ice.]
Get out of my way.
[eugh. the man reeks of alcohol, and Silver wouldn't like the way he's being looked at even if those eyes weren't so glazed over. a hand rises to shove the interloper back, not even batting a lash. he has places to be.]