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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 22:36:55 GMT -5
Tristeza's rooms in the Braavosi Palace.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 22:41:02 GMT -5
Tristeza went immediately to her rooms when she returned from her foray into the Braavosi evening. She had hidden her wounds as best she could, thought the one on the front of her left fore-arm was difficult to hide. She covered it with the maroon cloak she had dug from the roots of the tree that had been her savior. The other, a deeper wound, stretched several inches across her right side.
She, laid on her bed, her side exposed, directing Kardaine in how properly to dress it, as Lynnia sat beside her, petting her hair, and Timm paced nearby.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 22:42:46 GMT -5
Villisander busted through the door, he looked at Tristeza with hard eyes examining the wounds in detail. "He knows. He comes." He said in a harsh voice.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 22:47:28 GMT -5
Tristeza pulled her sleeves over the shalow cut on her arm, and pulled her freshly donned dress down over the wound dressings, standing quickly. She hunched violently as the pain split through her side--she had not expected it to hit her so. She staggered upward hurriedly, steadying herself against a nearby windowsill.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 22:50:18 GMT -5
Villisander opened his mouth, but was interupted.
"No! Fuck that man! You are wounded Tristeza, I will not allow him to enter." Timm moved to the door.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 22:52:58 GMT -5
"Timm!" she shouted, "Stop!" Her voice did not come loudly from her, but with a violent force, that implied her anger. "You will stand down, or I will stand the rest of the night," she seethed, holding her right arm tight to her side.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 22:56:40 GMT -5
Timm stopped and glared at her. Moving into a corner behind the door.
Villisander watched him go, and then turned to Tristeza with his mouth open again.
Bang The Sea Lord entered the room, then immediately stopped looking around the crowded room.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 22:58:19 GMT -5
Tristeza leaned casually against the window, hiding the pain in her face. Lynnia moved gracefully from the bed, and positioned herself against a wall, trying to appear invisible.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 23:01:16 GMT -5
The Sea Lord looked at each on in turn. Kardiane he barely glanced at, he gave a nod to Villisander, exchanged bold stares with Timm, and studided Tristeza with a concerned eye. Then he turned his gaze to Lynnia, he looked at her a long while then pointed at the ground directly in front of himself.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 23:03:49 GMT -5
Tristeza grimaced as Lynnia moved towards the Sealord; they had grown a close bond, and to anyone else, she was sure the young servant would keep her reticence on Tristeza's behalf. But the Sea Lord was an intimidating man, and one who had always had complete power of Lynnia, and her peers. If she would bow to anyone's interrogation, it would be his. She looked away, and listened intently, anxious to see what the girl would do.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 23:07:11 GMT -5
The Sea Lord leaned down and whispered into the servant girl's ear only she could hear him. Then she glanced back at Tristeza once and whispered for a long time into the Sea Lord's ear.
The Sea Lord nodded and said, "Thank you Lynnia. Wait outside." She hurried out.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 23:09:52 GMT -5
Tristeza pursed her lips in concentration as she continued to fight the pain coursing through her body as she stood, leaning all of the weight she could against the window frame. She glanced curiously at Lord Delinal.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 23:11:09 GMT -5
"Tristeza would you like to say anything to me?" He looked at her expectantly.
Behind him, Tristeza could see Villisander nodding at her, and Timm scowling and shaking his head.
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Post by brigida on May 4, 2008 23:13:55 GMT -5
Tristeza took a deep breath, the expansion in her rib cage sending a fresh bolt of agony through her, which she only barely managed to disguise as a meaningless shrug, "Actually, I am not feeling well at the moment; I had rather talk in the morning, if you please." she said humbly.
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Post by The Smith on May 4, 2008 23:17:13 GMT -5
"Of course." He stepped forward and stretched out his arms, "Let me give you a hug and kiss good night then."
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5