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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 15:59:42 GMT -5
"Meh. They've got no cause for complaint. Flea don't hardly take nothing from 'em anyway, the few days of the year he's here at all." Scav said with a shrug.
Flea laughed, "Well, I dunno about clean. We don't have a bathtub yet. Just the stream out back. Its colder now, than it usually is though."
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:13:13 GMT -5
Flea nodded, "right, the furniture. I have to start remembering that its not just me anymore. I mean, cause I hardly pay any attention. But you and the baby deserve the best. Nice beds, warm baths, good food. I must'nt forget." he chided himself.
"Are we all set then?" Scav asked, the sight of the pork had made him hungry.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:21:55 GMT -5
Scav was a man not at all adverse to sitting on the ground, or empty wine casks, or the corpse of a dead horse, whatever was available. Like the Clans who looked on coming civilization with dread, Scav shivered.
"As you say." He said, leading her to a small workshop, where a giant of a man was splitting longs with an enormous axe.
"this is Tree-feller. Do what you do." Scav said.
Flea nodded, "I do have some letters I should write." The boy sat up, and searched for his tunic amongst their scattered clothing.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:31:32 GMT -5
Flea kissed her again.
"Okay." he hopped up from the bed, and went over to his traveling gear, where he produced a small roll of parchment and a quill. he sat on the hearth by the fire, and read them, throwing some into the fire, and writing little notes on a blank piece of parchment.
"I'll be right back, got a thing to do." Scav said, disappearing from the carpenter's little room before Alys can raise a complaint.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:38:24 GMT -5
Flea hummed quietly to himself, as he reviewed the many, some times cryptic reports from his people.
"Dacey?" he called to her.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:45:31 GMT -5
"What do you think we should name the baby?" He asked, as he chewed on the feather of his quill in exasperation at some message or another.
Scav remained missing, as Tree Feller looked at Alys expectantly. "What piece do you be needing first? I'll start with it." He said, very slowly, as if speaking to a child.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 16:59:00 GMT -5
Flea scrunched his nose up. "Gwenara? Whose ever heard of such a name. I like Gwen well enough. Or even Gwendolyn, but Gwenara? Sounds like a sheep's name." He thought for a moment. "Gilwood is right out. I dunno about Andros either."
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 17:14:13 GMT -5
Flea had never named anything other than a ferret before, and he was loath to say a name that sounded stupid.
"Melena or Serena?" He offered, "For the girl, obviously. Rolph, or Jeryn for a boy?" He didn't seem to have much faith in his suggestions.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 17:29:10 GMT -5
"Is that for a boy or a girl?" Flea asked innocently.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 17:35:17 GMT -5
"Oh. I was thinking Vara was a cute name for a girl." He said, putting aside his quill and parchment and taking her into his lap.
"hmm, None of those work for me."
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 17:42:00 GMT -5
"Definitely not." He said as he put his arms around her waist, "Dacen? after you? Maybe strange to name a boy after his mother. I dunno."
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 18:16:21 GMT -5
Flea raised his eyebrow, "Why Jaime?" He asked, before kissing her collarbone.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 19:12:03 GMT -5
Flea's brow creased. "My boy will not be named after a kingslayer, or a kin-fucker." He said. "No matter how cute the storybooks say he was." He nibbled on her earlobe. "Jordayn? maybe?"
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 19:14:45 GMT -5
He smiled, "Well, the Jordaynes at the Tor, is a Dornish family. I guess thats where it came to me from. "So Vara for a girl, and Jordayn for a boy?" He said, sounding pleased as he said the names.
"I hope they get your lucks and not mine." He said, kissing her neck.
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Post by The Stranger on May 11, 2008 19:17:44 GMT -5
Flea kissed her again and again where her neck met her jaw, "Mmm, I think our baby will have plenty of good material to work with between us."
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Hope you all are well and happy.