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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 4, 2012 3:47:35 GMT -5
"Alright." Nym said "I will just come one day out of te blue."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 4, 2012 8:49:59 GMT -5
Anthony scooped up Bex, and slowly walked away.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2012 12:19:57 GMT -5
Rupert entered the gardens just as the Hightower boy left. Seeing the lone girl, he thought it might be a good time to introduce himself.
"Hello." He said as he approached, removing his woolen riding cap to reveal his red curls.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 4, 2012 12:55:46 GMT -5
Nym looked over, she had just tried to pick up where she had closed the book, but she smiled at the newbie.
"Hello." She returned.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2012 12:59:35 GMT -5
"I am Rupert Dondarrion, prisoner of Highgarden." He flashed a wide grin. "And if I can intrude on your very important book, I would like to know your name as well."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 4, 2012 13:05:38 GMT -5
Nym laughed.
"Prisoner?" She asked "That is very extreme of you. Will you not sit and tell me more?"
She motioned him to the grass she was sat on.
"I am Nym."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2012 13:48:46 GMT -5
"Brilliantly met, Nym." He said, taking a seat next to her.
"I am here because my father was a bad man. While my brother gets to sit in relative freedom, though being watched by the Crown, I must oblige to the shackles of this gilded cage." He waved his hand around as an example.
"Thrust into this tower against my will, if you will." He said, seeming to enjoy the word play.
"But I shall escape. Indeed." He looked around quickly, as if fearing being overheard, though his smile was splitting his face, almost in mockery. "You'll keep that between the two of us though, right, Nym?"
He sat up straight. "You are my best friend now, as I have not yet met anyone else." His eyes danced. "And best friends are true to one another's trust."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 4, 2012 13:54:09 GMT -5
Nymra laughed
"It is not so bad here once you are used to it." She told him. "Though escaping... that does sound fun to do."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2012 17:03:07 GMT -5
"I assure you it will not be fun, my dear Nym." He wiped his brow. "It will be amazingly exhausting. I shan't divulge all the details, but to be sure, I will be long gone before anyone is the wiser."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 4, 2012 17:10:43 GMT -5
"Why do you plan to escape so soon?" She asked with a grin.
"Most last at least a month before they plan that."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2012 2:20:08 GMT -5
"I suppose it is my nature. As an infant I hated to be in my crib, and would constantly escape. It wasn't until my father put six armed guards in my room to watch me that I would stay." He chuckled.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 5, 2012 3:14:21 GMT -5
Nym giggled
"Well I do wish you luck then." She said "But maybe you should meet some more of us first!"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2012 3:48:53 GMT -5
"Yes. If nothing else to build up a rapport, which can than be used later if I have needs for them to lie about my whereabouts." He nodded. "A wonderful idea." He paused. "By the by, I was here all evening. With you. We discussed weather and food and art and I went to bed at the ninth hour."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Aug 5, 2012 3:55:14 GMT -5
"You shouldn't lie." Nym smiled. "Maester Lymon is good at getting the truth out."
The girl spoke from experience as she had tried to cover up minor misdeeds in the past and always got caught
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2012 13:13:52 GMT -5
Rupert flashed her a smile. "If we mustn't lie, then perhaps we should make it a truth." He winked. "Best possible way to avoid getting caught in a lie."
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