Thread: The Ward... A Victorian RP  (SHARPii & ThomasWaller)

Her green eyes watched the carriage pull up and she let out an exaggerated sigh. About time. She mumbled, about to take a step towards it when she saw who was inside when the curtain over the window was pushed aside. A man? Her face screwed up in displeasure at the sight. Sure, she was expecting her slut of an aunt and while that would have been a more unfriendly sight, the last thing she was expecting was certainly not some man she never knew. Perhaps he was here for someone else, not her. So she stepped back and waited. Then he said her name and her eyes narrowed. Her chest rose and fell again, her evident anger, frustration and agitation present in this situation. She watched with daggers in her eyes as the man came out and walked so quickly to her. But Estella stood her ground, didnt even falter in waving her fan at herself and her eyes never left the tall man that now stood in front of her. She swallowed hard before another huff came from her, through her nose. Did he really need to ask? He was kidding right? It made her even more ill-tempered and she had half the mind to lunge her trunk at him. She took a step towards him, quick with her hands clenched into fists at her side, her hand holding her fan, bunching it up together. She opened her mouth to speak, spilling out insults and telling him how absurd he was for needing to ask, calling him an ass. It didnt even stop her when he went back to his carriage. He went that way, she was going for the other way. She grabbed her trunk, yelling when an attendant tried to stop her. She simply shoved passed her like she was a door in the way, like she wasnt even human. The attendant fell to the ground as Estella made her way back to the godforsaken school, wanting to talk to someone about this, about how a complete stranger had picked her up. It was unheard of! When they tried to stop her, she screamed, said things that even shocked her to say but in the heat of the moment, anything could happen. What she wasnt expecting was to be hoisted over some disgusting burly mans shoulder and taken away. Without her trunk. Without all her things. Put. Me. Down! She screamed, kicking her legs and beating the mans back. He was taking her to that carriage. My trunk! Get my trunk you buffoon! She screamed and then to add more drama to the entire spectacle when the man in the carriage said to leave it, she screamed in anger. Just a quick yell to properly voice her disdain, frustration and ultimate irritation. Then she was placed in the carriage like a sack of potatoes and she sat up. She pulled her hat off and tossed it down beside her and glared at the man before trying for the door. The man, Goren, pushed her back down as the carriage was pulled along. She was left fuming, breathing harder now. You. Left. My. Trunk. She practically bit out through angry grit teeth. Who do you think you are? Traipsing over like you own the place, the street or even me?! She spat. I want to go back. You will take me back or She cut herself off. What could she say? She couldnt threaten him. She despised her aunt and her uncle wasnt even alive anymore for her to call upon. Take me back. She demanded, crossing her arms over her chest, unintentionally pushing her breasts up a bit. Or else. She stoodor well in this case, sather ground and didnt even falter in her threat or the severe glare she was giving him.