EDGECOMBE, marietta c. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} edgecombed) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
Marietta was not in the mood for this woman's obnoxious idiosyncrasies today, especially not after what had transpired in Jayne Dough's office. "Have you finally taken leave of all your senses, Candice? If that is the case go somewhere else because I'm not in the mood to deal with it today."
"But Ms. Edgecombe your face!" the woman blurted out, pointing at Marietta like the true dullard she was.
Was this bint playing games? Marietta knew that most people were aware of her scars, but she did cover them up every day so it wasn't as if there was something suddenly exposed for the idiot to be surprised about. "Do you just want to get yourself sacked now?"
"Bint!" Catherine squeaked out. Marietta opened her mouth to exclaim angrily at her, but the girl continued talking quickly. "Ms. Edgecombe your forehead says 'bint'! I am not sure if you know!" She covered her mouth again as though she was afraid she would get in trouble just for letting Marietta know about it.
Impossible. There was no way that woman could have done something to her without her realising it. Marietta stormed from the office to the loo, heading straight for the first mirror she could reach. Staring back at her was a new adornment of letters across her forehead spelling out 'bint', just as the little intern had said. How the bloody fuck had that bitch been able to do this without her knowing? Without her feeling it? And how the fuck was she going to get rid of it? She'd have to go home for the rest of the day—she certainly couldn't walk around the Ministry with this on her face.
Jayne Dough was going to rue the day she decided to go toe to toe with Marietta Edgecombe.