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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 18:30:42 GMT -5
She tossed her hair back and smiled at him, unclasping the heavy cloak and letting it puddle at her feet. Rhae wore primrose and white, though the bodice was slashed down the middle, with the deep vee covered over with a panel of Myrish lace. "Have you set your tent up on the tourney grounds, ser?" she asked, coming up to him and taking his hand.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 23, 2008 18:35:31 GMT -5
Scav looked around unapologetically for this touchy feel barmaid, and is disappointed when he doesn't see her.
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Post by Fel on Apr 23, 2008 18:35:47 GMT -5
Marq's eyes immediately dropped to her bodice, but he fought to bring them up. "Yes," he said, "it's in the Tyrell camp, by William's tent. Would you like to see it?" he asked though he did not seem to care about the answer as he stepped forward a bit more, bringing their bodies close together.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 18:37:49 GMT -5
Scav looked around unapologetically for this touchy feel barmaid, and is disappointed when he doesn't see her. A plump barmaid winks at him saucily and saunters. "Can I get you a drink?" she grinned.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 18:38:38 GMT -5
Marq's eyes immediately dropped to her bodice, but he fought to bring them up. "Yes," he said, "it's in the Tyrell camp, by William's tent. Would you like to see it?" he asked though he did not seem to care about the answer as he stepped forward a bit more, bringing their bodies close together. "Yes, I should like that," she said softly. "It is probably nicer than an inn, at any rate," she added mischievously.
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Post by Fel on Apr 23, 2008 18:42:37 GMT -5
"I don't know about that," Marq said with a slight grin, "this room is not without it's charm."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 23, 2008 18:43:30 GMT -5
"Ale, if'n you have any left. I saw some Iron Islanders here earlier, I'd be surprised if there's a drop to drink."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 18:49:54 GMT -5
Rhae smiled and put her hands on his shoulders. She smelled of honeysuckle again, with a sharp hint of lemon under the smell of flowers. "Why, ser, I do believe you are referring to me."
"They be drinking seawater too, it fills them up," the wench chuckled, grabbing a tankard of ale off a passing serving girl's tray. She leaned over and set it down, giving him a good view of her generous breasts. "Though seawater is nothing compared to good ale."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 23, 2008 18:51:44 GMT -5
Scav licked his lips, and took the ale, "True words were ne'r spoken in neither Septry nor Lord's Solar."
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Post by Fel on Apr 23, 2008 18:53:12 GMT -5
"I believe I am," Marq said finally before he gave in to his desires and passionately kissed her soft pink lips.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 18:54:32 GMT -5
"Septry?" she laughed aloud. "They couldn't tell the difference between ale and piss. Aye, and them lords drink fancy wines and shit. But good ale and a good warm rump," she sat on him, "are better than all the rest."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 23, 2008 18:55:35 GMT -5
"Well I have an ale in this hand, so I'm halfway..oof!" Scav said, the wind all but knocked out of him, "there."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2008 19:01:09 GMT -5
"I believe I am," Marq said finally before he gave in to his desires and passionately kissed her soft pink lips. Rhae melted against him and kissed him back, winding her arms his shoulders. Her heart was thumping hard. The barmaid laughed merrily and asked Scav if he wanted to ring her bells.
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Post by Fel on Apr 23, 2008 19:18:11 GMT -5
Marq continued to kiss Rhae as he fell backwards into a bed and pulled her softly and surely with him. He could feel his manhood rising to the occasion.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 23, 2008 19:37:26 GMT -5
"I suppose it couldn't hurt," said Scav, although as he took the measure of the woman, he wasn't entirely sure that was a true statement either.
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