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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 25, 2013 19:20:16 GMT -5
Bernard seemed to feel her eyes on him so he turned and inclined his head at the girl. She took in a quick breath, knowing that she had been noticed. Melyssa blinked and turned her gaze to drink, she was trembling slightly. "My lady... Oh my word", the Septa noticed her tremble, touching her hand. "It's the chill in this air, I will surely bet you. I'll go back upstairs and fetch your cloak before you catch your death..." The old woman stood looking at her, "I'm still surprised how you survived in that dress, if that what you want to call it..." When Melyssa didn't respond, the Septa shook her head and walked back to the stairs heading to Melyssa 's room. |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 27, 2013 16:48:25 GMT -5
"She seems fun." Bernard said, not too loudly but his voice carried to the nearby table.
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 27, 2013 23:17:12 GMT -5
"She seems fun." Bernard said, not too loudly but his voice carried to the nearby table. "She can be at times", her eyes not leaving the glass, resisting to look at him. "It's only because we are here and so far away from home that she's being a mother hen." Melyssa took a long drink, "I did not expect to see you again...' |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 28, 2013 3:55:56 GMT -5
Bernard laughed. "This city isn't that big." He said. "You sound almost disappointed."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 28, 2013 9:54:28 GMT -5
Bernard laughed. "This city isn't that big." He said. "You sound almost disappointed." "I.... I... ", the young woman could not find the words to answer his comment, but then cleared her throat and said," It may not be a very big place to you, Ser, but this is our first visit here from Dorne." Melyssa nervously straightened her dress, still not looking at him,"And she is leary of strangers and wants to do her best to protect me... It is her job is it not?" Sitting up staight, her hair was draping past her shoulders. She wanted to look at him, she wanted to look into his eyes again but it seemed wrong. So instead she sipped her wine. |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 28, 2013 17:50:00 GMT -5
As before Bernard seemed to like making the girl nervous.
"I have never had a Septa to follow me around so I cannot comment on her job." He said.
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 28, 2013 19:51:50 GMT -5
As before Bernard seemed to like making the girl nervous. "I have never had a Septa to follow me around so I cannot comment on her job." He said. "Yes, I realized that it was a silly question to ask.. ", she felt a small bead of perspiration run down her back. She didn't know what was taking the Septa so long, Melyssa sipped her wine. Taking in a slow breath, steadying her heartbeat, she raised her lilac eyes in his direction, taking in his glare and his face and form. |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 3:12:25 GMT -5
He wasn't glaring, simply studying her silently while lent against the bar.
"It sounds like she would be adverse to you speaking to someone such as I ten." He said, not seeming bothered by the fact.
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 29, 2013 10:27:11 GMT -5
He wasn't glaring, simply studying her silently while lent against the bar. "It sounds like she would be adverse to you speaking to someone such as I ten." He said, not seeming bothered by the fact. (OOC: LOL, glare was a typo, stupid phone) She shrugged, "I don't see why.... You are a Knight are you not?" The Septa finally returned with a lined cloak, draped it across her shoulders with a smile, "There that should be better..." The Septa then looked at the Dark Knight, Melyssa was speaking to, she eyed him looking him up and down, a drowl frown came upon her face. "My Lady, who is this... Gentleman that seems to have your undivided attention? " Melyssa blinked and smiled lightly," This is Ser Bernard... Stoke worth..." Melyssa was almost surprised that she remembered his name. |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 10:57:57 GMT -5
"A pleasure to meet you septa." Bernard said with one of his smiles. "And well done lady Melyssa. You have a good memory."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 29, 2013 12:34:40 GMT -5
"A pleasure to meet you septa." Bernard said with one of his smiles. "And well done lady Melyssa. You have a good memory." The old Dornish woman nodded at his greeting, his smile had not won her over,"... A pleasure...", she retorted curtly, her expression never changing. Melyssa smiled, "Thank you Ser... Would you care to join us?" The Septa looked at Melyssa with a start."My lady.... I am sure he has something more... ", she looked over him again," important to do than entertain a young woman and an old Septa." |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 14:37:41 GMT -5
"I wish my day was more exciting that I did have something to take me away from here." Bernard said, his smile yet again not reaching his eyes. "But alas the plan is just to spend time edits the next training session in the yard."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 29, 2013 15:15:31 GMT -5
"I wish my day was more exciting that I did have something to take me away from here." Bernard said, his smile yet again not reaching his eyes. "But alas the plan is just to spend time edits the next training session in the yard." The Septa watched him, "How is it you have come to know my lady", she questioned awaiting his answer. "She seems oddly familiar with you, I am just curious to know." Melyssa gasped lightly, not knowing how to answer for him and inwardly praying he wouldn't tell her the exact truth. She eyed Ser Bernard nervously. |
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 29, 2013 15:33:45 GMT -5
"We were introduced by one of my ladies friends." He answered, giving Melyssa a brief glance. "Are you enjoying the city?"
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 29, 2013 21:45:50 GMT -5
"We were introduced by one of my ladies friends." He answered, giving Melyssa a brief glance. "Are you enjoying the city?" "You don't mean that Lannister girl", she looked at Melyssa, her face pulling into a scowl. "My lady is that who you were with the other night?" Melyssa looked from Ser Brandon to the Septa. Her face was flush, even under her dark complexion you could see her cheeks redden. She then stiffened, "Septa... I had a very safe and innocent evening with Ser Brandon, if you must know." She then looked at Ser Brandon, "Is that not correct?" |
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Hope you all are well and happy.