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pookabox2014-09-23 07:27 pm
whitestsnow) wrote in pookabox2014-09-23 07:27 pm
open post | voice test
Open post for Snow White/Mary Margaret Blanchard! OU, AU, Percy Jackson, whatevs you want! This is to help me get her voice down. If you're struggling to find a plot, take a gander at the random scenario meme.
whoop whoop bar fight in the middle of who knows where comin up
There were few better pleasures that brought you to your senses in the middle of a crisis, a long bath was another one. But no, fine wine did just the trick.
While Regina didn't particularly enjoy drinking in public with the swill, she didn't particularly have a choice. What better way to prove you weren't up to something than...be public about it?
Henry was with Emma. Safe? She couldn't tell, but they were within reach, and that's what mattered. She wasn't giving Emma any room. Gods, no. Henry though? She could stretch her legs for a second. Letting down her guard?
Never.
Allowing herself to relax though, it would be the first time in a while.
Despite the ugly looks from other patrons as well as the reluctance to service her, her glass was filled (with a particularly expensive Sagrantino [at a bar? why? it's like they saw her coming], almost dark enough to make her lipstick hide in shame) and there were no ifs ands or buts about it.
The Evil Queen----Regina, finally unwinding? Or plotting?
/o/ hope you don't mind the action brackets
Leaving baby Neal in David's care for the meantime, she opened the door of the bar she'd been informed someone had seen Regina walk into. She felt her baby boy safe in his father's care with his big sister and nephew watching over him, so she allowed herself a moment to breathe that she hadn't had since waking up in Storybrooke heavily pregnant with child. Ruby had offered to come, but she thought that more than one person would make Regina feel ostracized.
Like the Evil Queen didn't need more reason to incinerate someone.
Peeling off her gloves, Mary Margaret looked around the establishment, finding herself more than familiar with it sadly. One or two dates back when her memory had been wiped clean had happened here, and a place where she could drown her sorrows after being blamed for Katheryn's murder and her adultry with David, smiling softly to herself when she remembered finding it disgusting. As Snow White she had drank in the dankest of pubs, seeking a way out of the Enchanted Forest. As Mary Margaret, she felt a twinge of guilt for thinking so lowly of the people here.
Spotting Regina, she neatly avoided the other end of a pool cue, darting out of the way and coming to stand beside her stepmother, smiling gently.]
This seat taken?
I never mind! I wasn't sure which you'd want.
Regina draws a nice comparison between the ruby red glass and the past. She's minutely offended, feeling slightly patronized that Snow of all people would seek her out long enough to find her in a bar of all places. She half expects they'd gone looking for the pirate and was going to ask her of his whereabouts now too. ]
Only if you're not going to sit in it anyways.
[ Was that too harsh? She couldn't tell. It was more sarcastic and less 'leave me alone', so. 6/10 on the play nice scale. She sips at her glass again. ]