Charles Gunn (
shinybaldhead) wrote in
paradisa2012-05-22 07:21 pm
Entry tags:
dicated;action in lobby!
[While Gunn’s voice drifting over the journals isn’t exactly angry, it’s definitely not patient.] You are not putting her on one of those things.
She’ll be perfectly safe. I started riding when I was three years old.
[Vivian sounds a little annoyed but not angry, trying to explain to him that her idea was sound.]
[A pause, and Gunn gives an irritated huff.] No. Just - ugh. She’s gonna get thrown off or something and we’re gonna be known as ‘the parents that managed to kill their kid.’ Not really interested in walking around with that title, alright?
[There’s a sigh from her and although no one else can see it, she’s pouting a little at the moment. ]
This coming from the guy who wanted to teach our daughter how to drop kick. Who the bloody hell does that? At least horse riding is fun and Alonna will enjoy it, won’t you sweetheart? [Her tone becomes a little fond before she directs her attention back to him.]
I promise to keep her from harm. Trust me.
[The irritation in Gunn’s voice continues.] Only if I’m there at all times. And only if - dammit, my journal’s open. [The sound of scuffling, and his voice gets closer.] No parenting tips, please, voyeurs. We got this under control. [Tone grumpy, he flips the journal shut.]
She’ll be perfectly safe. I started riding when I was three years old.
[Vivian sounds a little annoyed but not angry, trying to explain to him that her idea was sound.]
[A pause, and Gunn gives an irritated huff.] No. Just - ugh. She’s gonna get thrown off or something and we’re gonna be known as ‘the parents that managed to kill their kid.’ Not really interested in walking around with that title, alright?
[There’s a sigh from her and although no one else can see it, she’s pouting a little at the moment. ]
This coming from the guy who wanted to teach our daughter how to drop kick. Who the bloody hell does that? At least horse riding is fun and Alonna will enjoy it, won’t you sweetheart? [Her tone becomes a little fond before she directs her attention back to him.]
I promise to keep her from harm. Trust me.
[The irritation in Gunn’s voice continues.] Only if I’m there at all times. And only if - dammit, my journal’s open. [The sound of scuffling, and his voice gets closer.] No parenting tips, please, voyeurs. We got this under control. [Tone grumpy, he flips the journal shut.]
