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Post by Teirney Lannister on Feb 14, 2008 23:24:54 GMT -5
Aerie raised an eyebrow at Flea's account, turning quizzically to Erik for an explanation. Before she could open her mouth however, Erik spotted Seth approaching and hurried away to meet him, leaving Aerie standing there as stupidly as Flea. She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment before sighing and turning heel to meet the men outside as well. “You may come if you wish,” she called over her shoulder.
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Post by The Flint on Feb 14, 2008 23:28:09 GMT -5
Flea waited till Aerie had gone, than snatched the beer in his two hands, and chugged it quickly, before letting out a 14 year old burp. He hurriedly put the mug down and raised outside to catch up.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 15, 2008 2:11:07 GMT -5
"I wasn't expecting guests, cousin. Where are they?" He asked, a smile tugging at the corners of his bearded face.
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Post by Erik on Feb 15, 2008 12:35:34 GMT -5
"Well, there's just me and Gysella," He points over his shoulder to his wife, who has just made it down to the courtyard, "And eight of my men. Don't know where they got to, odds are they're causing trouble. Didn't want to bring too large a party, and I needed to leave the ship under a decent guard. Can't have anyone stealing my throne."
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Post by edricdayne on Feb 15, 2008 20:34:36 GMT -5
Clayton frowned. "Your men stole my favorite fountain pen last time you were here."
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Post by Erik on Feb 16, 2008 12:13:55 GMT -5
"Well that's downright impossible, seeing as I've never been here."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 16, 2008 12:51:52 GMT -5
"Where is my wife? Where is Aerie?" Seth asked. Their time apart had been hard for him. He grasped Erik's arm in a rough shake and patted Clayton on the back.
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Post by edricdayne on Feb 16, 2008 13:16:56 GMT -5
Clayton chuckled. "Probably trouncing down the steps taking her time right now. Seven know she likes to vex people." Clayton looked over at Erik.
"A messenger stole my pen. The messanger you sent with the marriage gift stole my fountain pen. Those things are very expensive."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 16, 2008 13:22:08 GMT -5
"I'll buy you twelve more pens if you drop this ridiculous claim, Clayton." Seth said, sighing. "Why would any honorable messenger of my dear cousin, steal your writing utensil?" Seth gave Erik a furtive wink, and smirked.
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Post by Erik on Feb 16, 2008 17:15:42 GMT -5
"And frankly, ser, Clayton, is it?" Erik says to the man, "If you care to insinuate that my men are in any way dishonorable, I will be more than willing to settle any matter of honor with you come dawn, with blades in our hands."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 17, 2008 2:27:50 GMT -5
"I don't think it should come to that, Erik." Seth said, patting the man on the shoulder. "Let's try to keep the physical violence to a minimal amount on your stay."
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Post by Erik on Feb 17, 2008 4:36:18 GMT -5
Erik shrugs and turns back to Seth.
"Fine. I suppose I can let it pass this time. But mark my words, if this man insults me again, I may not be so kind."
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Feb 17, 2008 4:47:05 GMT -5
Seth sighed and then chuckled. "Let us have a good feast. Not a great feast, but a good one none the less."
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Post by edricdayne on Feb 17, 2008 12:21:09 GMT -5
Clayton frowned and mumbled something under his breath. "Pen...fathers...gave to me..." Clayton followed Erik and Seth into the hall for a great feast he helped to organize.
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Post by Erik on Feb 17, 2008 17:31:56 GMT -5
"Ah, wonderful!" Erik says at the mention of a feast, as he follows the others inside.
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Hope you all are well and happy.