Date: 2013-01-09 12:03 pm (UTC)
Triton stopped short as the realization sank in in the wake of the flash of temper. He could feel the eyes of the crowd on him, staring at him. He couldn't meet any of them.

"I..."

Triton found he had no words following that outburst. Golden ichor suffused his cheeks and neck, burning under his skin. He almost flinched. Not quite, but almost. His pride had certainly taken a blow from that.

"...excuse me..." he muttered, and headed for the exit as quickly as he could push through the crowd. He needed to get to water. Stat.
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