[ Unused to walking in heels, still, that bump was enough to put Gareth well off balance. The chain reaction had been set in motion and no one was certain it could be stopped, a disaster forming before their eyes like beholding a speeding train colliding with another. She could only yelp, reaching out for Ritsuka's hand but missing entirely and...
Crashing onto a table, sending drinks everywhere. On her, on the person who'd been sitting there, on the private dancer they'd paid for, probably on Rituska and Kadoc, too.
Here she was. Gareth of Orkney. Causing bad comedy. ]
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Crashing onto a table, sending drinks everywhere. On her, on the person who'd been sitting there, on the private dancer they'd paid for, probably on Rituska and Kadoc, too.
Here she was. Gareth of Orkney. Causing bad comedy. ]