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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 15:16:12 GMT -5
Aranya and Felryn were walking down a street in Braavos. Aranya had been desperate to get away from the palace for a while. "I need to find some food," she said, looking at the stalls and restaurants they passed. "Fucking makes me hungry."
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Post by Fel on May 10, 2008 15:21:01 GMT -5
Felryn couldn't deny that the work Aranya had put him through had made him hungry too, but he sneered at what the Braavosi called food.
"We should return to the Sea Cow, Ralf Greentoes will make something less... Braavosi."
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 15:33:09 GMT -5
"Fuck your cook," Aranya said. "He probably stirs his stews with his toes to give the food that flavor. And I know the reason why your ship doesn't have any rats. I know a place up this street that has good meats."
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Post by Fel on May 10, 2008 15:36:07 GMT -5
Felryn snorts, "ah, and I suppose the mountain girl is too good for that?"
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 15:45:07 GMT -5
Aranya threw him a look. "We eat good food in the mountains. Good heavy meat and goat's milk, not salted cod and fucked up shit like rat stew."
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Post by The Stranger on May 10, 2008 15:57:25 GMT -5
Down the street, in the opposite direction, come 6 swaggering bravos, each with the thin waterdancers' sword at their hips, and wearing matching outfits of Black breeches, Green blouses, and black leather gloves. They look in the direction of Aranya and Felryn, and one of them snickers.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 16:00:48 GMT -5
Aranya gave the men a cool look. "What are these, a mummers' troupe, all dressed so prettily in matching clothes?"
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Post by Fel on May 10, 2008 16:01:09 GMT -5
Aranya threw him a look. "We eat good food in the mountains. Good heavy meat and goat's milk, not salted cod and fucked up shit like rat stew." "And babies' heads and mens' cocks too, from what I hear," Felryn said, before he caught site of the bravos laughing at them. "And least there's one good thing about Braavos," he said motioning to the bravos, with a dark grin, "it's never long before you're given the chance to kill some of these strutting peacocks." |
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 16:02:51 GMT -5
"Aye," Aranya grinned. "Though sadly, their heads do not make pretty trophies."
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Post by The Stranger on May 10, 2008 16:03:20 GMT -5
The men stop, and one of them stepped forward, "I beg your pardon? Did you say something? Do you have some quarrel with us?"
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 16:06:04 GMT -5
Aranya thumbed her nose with a innocent smile.
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Post by The Stranger on May 10, 2008 16:11:35 GMT -5
"I believe they do indeed have some quarrel with us Syrio." Said one of the men in the back.
"Aye it seems they do. Is the lady's gesture directed at me, or one of my comrades, or all of us together?" said the one called Syrio.
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Post by Fel on May 10, 2008 16:11:47 GMT -5
Felryn laid a hand on the pommel of Nightfall "We were just saying we remember seeing your mummer's troupe before, you are the ones that do the impressive six man buggering pile, is it not?"
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2008 16:13:57 GMT -5
"No, I think they're the ones who get buggered by pigs. Can't you get the stink?"
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Post by Fel on May 10, 2008 16:15:23 GMT -5
Felryn grins, black eyes never leaving the bravos, "I thought that was just the usual smell of this putrid city and it's people."
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Hope you all are well and happy.