Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-28358106-20170630184320

(Jeiel) Zurie gives Jeiel a look that suggests her manners are being strained. She forces a polite smile.

"And I think that's enough drink for sir...would you like for me to help you to your seat? Of course you would.  Come now." The Black Dragon takes Jeiel's arm and squeezes it, almost to the point of dislocating it, forcing him to walk forward. "That's it. Right to your chair, now.  You wouldn't want to do something embarrassing now, would you?  Because if you did I would be forced to beat your drunken ass to a pulp and throw you out the nearest window.

She doesn't actually say the last part. But her forced smile tells Jeiel that if she could, she would.