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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 16:51:38 GMT -5
Mychel was not usually one to lower himself to pander to the whims of others, but he liked the girls bluntless, and she had alliviated the monotony of the day, so he swam after her, luckily being a fairly strong swimmer from living on the coast himself. Viea swam to the bank closest but a little bit away from the ships, not being strong enough herself to attempt to cross the river. "I dont think I would suit living like you greenlanders." Viea said thoughtfully once she had wrung her hair out. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 16:59:40 GMT -5
Mychel came up next to her and walked up onto the bank properly, also wringing out his hair, in as manly a fashion as he could muster.
"I don't think I living like an ironborn would suit my either, so shall we stick to what we know?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 17:09:16 GMT -5
"What house are you from?" Viea asked. She didnt really care but didnt know what was the accepted questions either.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 17:11:55 GMT -5
"Lannister," Mychel said, with a shrug, "how about you?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 17:14:26 GMT -5
"Greyjoy." Viea smiled. "Couldnt you tell?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 17:37:36 GMT -5
"I have never met an Ironborn to be able to tell," he said, having initially planned on saying that they all seemed the same to him. He laid down on the grass of the bank to soak up some of the sun, "Why did you come here?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 17:39:24 GMT -5
"Because my father was told to and I wanted to join." She said. "I didnt want to stay on the Islands with the weak."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 17:42:05 GMT -5
"okay," Mychel replied, closing his eyes, his hair fanned out behind him, "I didn't know the Greyjoy's were the kind of family to run to heel when called."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 17:44:07 GMT -5
Viea shrugged. "That is something that my father has not discussed with me. I wouldnt know why said we were needed, just that we were. When I am Lady Greyjoy then I can make those choices."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 17:48:36 GMT -5
"Do you not have brothers, who come first?" Mychel asked, still having his eyes closed. He knew he didn't have much of a chance becoming Lord of the Rock, and he rather liked it that way.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 17:54:51 GMT -5
"Brothers can die." Viea shrugged, having no love for the elder. "I would be sad without Osgar though."
She sat on the bank next to Mychel.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 18:01:50 GMT -5
"Good luck then, I hope they die untimely deaths before your father," Mychel replied, raising a hand in salute, "except Osgar, who we can all hope passes painlessly,"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 18:07:53 GMT -5
Viea laughed.
"I like you. Maybe if we meet again you can be my Thrall." She was clearly joking, mostly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 18:38:01 GMT -5
Mychel smiled slightly, opened his eyes and ruffled the greyjoys hair, "Perhaps, but you'll have to capture me first, and I bet I can handle you."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Sept 14, 2013 18:40:48 GMT -5
Viea had never had her hair ruffled by anyone other then her father before and that was rare.
She gave a playful little growl and exaggerated pinning the Lannister down.
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Hope you all are well and happy.