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Post by Teirney Lannister on Jul 27, 2007 19:17:52 GMT -5
Aerie laughed. She was going to like this woman, she was sure of it. “I would be honored by both of you,” she smiled, going as far as to bow her head with respect. She looked to Ser Jast once more. Did he have other plans for her, though? They had not gotten the opportunity to discuss their arrangements very much, so many things were uncertain. She hesitated for a moment. “I—Yes, that is so kind of you. I think that would work out well. Only, I have a friend…” She felt flustered asking so much of them when they had already been so kind. “We have been staying together at an inn…We are like sisters.” She flushed, not able to ask it outright.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 27, 2007 19:20:31 GMT -5
Layla looked at Edgar for a moment, "That should...be fine, if you can try and bare a fairly small space? Neither of us come from any noteworthy nobility", she said with a laugh.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Jul 27, 2007 19:26:38 GMT -5
Aerie heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you so much,” she said in gratitude, ignoring how strange and foreign the words felt on her tongue. “We will not mind at all. We are used to traveling and living in fairly close quarters. Thank you for this opportunity,” she said again, feeling drunk off the words. She did not think she had ever said so many ‘thank yous’ all at once in her life. “When would you like to begin? I can have my things moved over here anytime you find befitting.”
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Post by The Smith on Jul 27, 2007 19:33:04 GMT -5
"Sure, we'd be more than thrilled to have you move in whenever you're ready to."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Jul 27, 2007 19:39:47 GMT -5
Aerie smiled, trying to drown the nervous butterflies that were beating their wings erratically in the pit of her stomach. “I should be ready within a day or two,” she said cautiously. “Then, if you will excuse me, I will need to go and make the appropriate arrangements.” She smiled once more and proceeded to exit the quaint shop, waiting outside for Ser Jast to follow. She had no doubt he had heard the most of it, and now they needed to discuss how this would effect what he had planned for her, if it would interfere at all.
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Post by Bunny-Rabbit on Jul 28, 2007 1:08:38 GMT -5
Ser Jast nodded politely to the shopkeeps as he followed Aerie out. Outside he looked back the name of tailor shop and shook his head. "I should have known about them. I feel the fool."
Jast's gaze ground back around to Aerie, "It was wise to accept their offer. It won't hurt if you were better with that blade of yours." Looking around the busy street he continues, "I am going back to the Manor. When you have a moment I would like to have that chat we talked about." He holds her eyes with his gaze for several seconds before turning away and walking to his horse. Mounting swiftly he begins to ride away.
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Post by sire on Jul 28, 2007 2:33:20 GMT -5
While the conversations were taking place, a Bravoshi was lingering around the shop, evaluating the linens and other products presented by the shop owner. Though he seemed unconcerned about the affairs of Edgar and his wife, due to the sense of hearing sharpened during his three-and-fifty years of pirate life(a long scar in his left cheek from ear to the corner of his lips also suggest that), he had every words exchanged between Aerie and Layla Potter, even a wisp of the King's summon of Edgar White.
While Lady Blackheart and Ser Jast were walking out of the shop, he strode to Edgar, with a strong accent of Bravoshi:"Greetings, ser. T's is Quhuru O'Harros. Me and m'master had just landed t's city couple of days earlier, beyond the Narrow Sea, of course. And I am just wondering that if here are some local clothes to dress ourselves up and some ornaments for our new house as well, aye?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 28, 2007 10:42:20 GMT -5
"Aye", Edgar said eying him, "We've got what ya need here. Come in."
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Post by sire on Jul 28, 2007 10:55:32 GMT -5
Quhuru stepped closer, demanding:"Would ya please find me some garments to fit a person a bit taller and slimmer... Errrr", he looked down at his rounded belly and switched the words, "Much slimmer,right, than me, ser?"
While Edgar pulled out some normal clothes from the wardrobe behind him, the Bravoshi swung his forefinger with some horrible laughters pouring out from his throat:"Nay,Nay,Nay, not for the sparrows around the Mud Gate, m'master is a highborn. Me think some woolen robes embroidered with patterns and a black velvet cloak would serve better."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 28, 2007 17:23:25 GMT -5
"How about these?" Edgar said, smiling, after he pulled out a wool robe and black cloak. "I can have them embroidered for your master?"
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Post by sire on Jul 28, 2007 20:58:55 GMT -5
OOC: Wait a minute, you are so fast Edgar. I surpose to say something while you are looking for the clothes to meet my requirements.
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Post by sire on Jul 28, 2007 21:56:18 GMT -5
While Edgar was diving back into the ware-chamber for the garments O'Harros demanded. The Bravoshi noticed the muscles lurking beneath the tailor's shirt, "Ya used to fight, aye, m'friend? Like a knight?", he asked curiously.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2007 9:39:28 GMT -5
Edgar looked over his shoulder at the Braavosi, "Some time ago, yes".
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Post by sire on Jul 29, 2007 9:44:47 GMT -5
"How is it going? Ya know, I haven't tried to fight on a horse, that's wield for me, deck is my territory."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2007 9:47:52 GMT -5
"I haven't spent too much time on a horse, either, quite frankly. But either way it has been a while since I've fought. Years and years."
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Hope you all are well and happy.