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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 1, 2013 23:05:00 GMT -5
OoC: This name, hahaha.
Teirney knew it wasn't a good sign when a tavern didn't even have a name, so they were quite fortunate to find this place. She was sure she had passed it a few times when sneaking around with Damon, and walking in the direction of gradually increasing filthiness had turned out to be a sound strategy for relocating it. The place looked like a smear of dirt propped up along the street, its walls all sagging dismally into the the surrounding muck.
She plopped down opposite her aunt.
"A cask of strongwine?" she asked Millie cheerfully, surveying the room with equal interest as her companion. "Or perhaps two--one for you and one for me." She winked sweetly.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 10:29:13 GMT -5
A man at the bar in black leathers, and bright red hair turned to look at the two women. He raised an eyebrow as he watched them.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 2, 2013 13:02:56 GMT -5
"Oh all the time," Teirney lied blithely in an attempt at reassurance, returning the stranger's stare with an equally blatant one of her own. "You said you didn't want to remember this night, no? One cask means regretful, half-formed memories of poor decisions, while two assures absolutely no memory whatsoever. Look, I think that man would like to buy us a round. Want to talk to him?" She made a motion as if to rise from their table. "I can't remember--do you like red hair?"
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 13:55:29 GMT -5
The red haired man nodded at the two girls, and then turned and whispered something to the barkeep. Then he stood up, and walked toward them. He sat down, and looked at the two girls, and smiled deeply before saying, "You two, are so going to get raped tonight."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 2, 2013 14:18:00 GMT -5
OoC: hahahahaha. Also, this sounds exactly like how a night of Aranya and Aerie out at a bar would go.
Teirney giggled into the back of her hand as Millie sent the red-haired man a winning, golden smile--the sop would be stumbling over and laying at her feet now, to be sure. He had probably never seen such a pretty woman in his life trundling around Flea Bottom.
Her expression, however, resolved into iciness when the man opened his impudent mouth. How dare he threaten them so! He clearly had no idea who they were and what their family would do to his cock for this insolent slight! He would carry his teeth in a pouch around his waist for the rest of his life, and would need to learn to make do without all the toes along his feet. And how would food taste without that brazen tongue? She bristled, eyes flashing dangerously.
"You dare speak to us in such a way? You must surely have gall, but you will come to regret your words. If you have anything more entertaining to say, say it, or else, be gone from our sight!"
Teirney looked sidelong to Millie to gauge her reaction.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 14:23:39 GMT -5
"Two highborn beauties come into this hive of scum and villiany. I am not the one threatening you, but those men around here do not get to see such elegant, and fiery creatures. They are plotting things, I am rather sure." The man replied, and then the barkeep dropped three tankards of mead onto the table.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 14:48:23 GMT -5
The bartender blanched, and said, "Of course... I will fetch them immediately.
The red haired man laughed, "There is no might about it. That man right there." He turned and pointed at a large ugly man with his nose broke at least twice, "That man is Slitter. He has sent his man to fetch his two friends so they can waylay you on the way home." He raised an eyebrow, "That right Slitter?"
Slitter looked down at his drink, and said, "Not if they with you, Tully."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 2, 2013 14:53:01 GMT -5
OoC: hahahaha, I love this thread  "So you would have us believe that you have toddled over here to display your sincere concern for our well-being?" Teirney snorted to indicate what she thought about that. "Do you propose to be our gallant knight tonight and protect us from these base intentions?" She nodded at Millie's rejection of the ridiculous mead they had been provided. She had expected more from this establishment, truly. She knew her aunt would ensure they were served properly, however--no one had a better flair for command than she. And she had even relented on the two casks--how excellent! It would be a wondrous outing, soon enough. She met Millie's eyes at this mention of Slitter, however. The man looked absolutely hideous, and she did not like the energy emanating from him at all. |
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 15:04:01 GMT -5
Tully sat down as the casks of the wine were brought to their table, "I am a knight, but I have never been gallant. I came over because you are an oddity. Woman of your class, and substance do not often visit shit heaps like this."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 15:19:05 GMT -5
"All I know of you is what I can see. You are strong, passionate woman who are not afraid of murderous criminals. You are proud, and beyond beautiful with refinement that does not suit your current environment." Tully replied, and then looked at Amelia, "You I do not know, but her." He pointed at Tierney, "Well I am friendly with Damon, and have seen her before." He smiled just a touch cockily.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 2, 2013 15:27:17 GMT -5
Teirney's face went stiff at the mention of Damon's name. She looked at him with cold, green eyes, and her voice was equally frigid.
"Who are you?"
The drink Millie had passed her was forgotten in her hand.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 15:39:00 GMT -5
"I am Ser Symon Tully." He replied to them, "I am a brother of the Night's watch."
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 15:42:33 GMT -5
Symon laughed, "I run the Black Orphanage in Flea's bottom. I am not the one who is out of place here."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 2, 2013 15:44:25 GMT -5
OOC: I have to go guys, can we continue later?
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Post by The Smith on Oct 2, 2013 15:52:50 GMT -5
"We give them all that option, but we do not force it." Symon replied, and settled back in his seat, "So what has caused your incursion into the dark depths of mankind?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.