Drunk, high and in bed with every last one of Isis's high priestesses.
[ okay, that's a bit nasty of him, but really. he's feeling nasty and aggravated; from a complaint, to a threat. this child has gone from senseless to a pure annoyance. ]
I'm not doing this with you.
[ he begins to gather his robe around him, plucking it away from his ankles (ugh it's just too long for his liking, perhaps the rank of kenoma had a seamstress --) and preparing to literally walk out of the room. ]
no subject
[ okay, that's a bit nasty of him, but really. he's feeling nasty and aggravated; from a complaint, to a threat. this child has gone from senseless to a pure annoyance. ]
I'm not doing this with you.
[ he begins to gather his robe around him, plucking it away from his ankles (ugh it's just too long for his liking, perhaps the rank of kenoma had a seamstress --) and preparing to literally walk out of the room. ]