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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 22:10:01 GMT -5
Kyma danced well, and her smile turned genuine. She laughed and asked, "You said you went to war to die, is that why you want to dance? Could it prove fatal."
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Post by The Flint on May 31, 2009 22:10:18 GMT -5
"The way the booblight reflects off your moons" Jax repeats firmly.
"That's a pile of auroch dung," Lysa replies, "if you break you die, and your comrades die too, that's what Ser Talyn says. When the day is over, blood is on the field, and one side is the victor."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on May 31, 2009 22:12:24 GMT -5
She chuckles musically, and relates her story to be turned back by her translator. "It is her father that is the more...broad thinker in her family, though he is often labeled as brash and a risk taker. Her family had heard of Queen Saella and offered there support, partly for the adventure, partly for the investment and return it could gain them. the Lady Shahrizai has the blood of her father and the level headedness of her mother, so she thinks. So she was eager to offer herself in an adventure after being on Myr and the Free Cities for most of her life. Though singing in the most fabulous palaces and courts of the Cities was an ideal and wonderous experience, this sojourn caters to another flavour so to speak. It is hard to translate the meaning of that." The translator adds at the end.
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Post by The Flint on May 31, 2009 22:14:04 GMT -5
Kyma danced well, and her smile turned genuine. She laughed and asked, "You said you went to war to die, is that why you want to dance? Could it prove fatal." "Quite the contrary, I'm fighting a desperate defense just to hold my postion lest you overrun me. I should much like to survive to dance another day." He says, with his own smile.
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on May 31, 2009 22:17:24 GMT -5
"So you came here of your own free will, when you could have been elsewhere?" he asked, surprised that anyone would wish to do such a thing. "That does you great credit, though it certainly makes me wonder towards your sanity," he smiled.
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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 22:17:30 GMT -5
Kyma shook her head, "I should stop this. I am actually starting to think you are occasionally amusing." She quieted and enjoyed the swaying of the dance.
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Post by Erik on May 31, 2009 22:18:44 GMT -5
"Exactly. At this point, one hand should be firmly on her tit, doesn't matter which. Then, you pull her by the bodice in for a kiss, and start hiking up her skirt with your free hand. If you're doing it right, she should be wet as October, and ready to go. You can take it from there, I think. Just whisper some pretty nothings to her."
"And the same on a ship! I've done both, dear, I should know a thing or two. Come reaving once or twice, and you'll see."
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Post by The Flint on May 31, 2009 22:21:42 GMT -5
Talyn's did not reply, but a contented expression crossed his face and stayed there as they danced, until the music came to an end, than he offered the Princess another, deeper bow, watching her as he did so.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on May 31, 2009 22:23:06 GMT -5
"So you came here of your own free will, when you could have been elsewhere?" he asked, surprised that anyone would wish to do such a thing. "That does you great credit, though it certainly makes me wonder towards your sanity," he smiled. She nods and responds in Myrish, "As do many back home who think her half mad for leaving a life of immeasurable comfort and luxury to chase a dream. Though those same people refuse to believe that the dragons exist. We have all sacrificed something to be here, and the Lady has perhaps sacrificed the least of all."
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Post by The Flint on May 31, 2009 22:25:02 GMT -5
"Exactly. At this point, one hand should be firmly on her tit, doesn't matter which. Then, you pull her by the bodice in for a kiss, and start hiking up her skirt with your free hand. If you're doing it right, she should be wet as October, and ready to go. You can take it from there, I think. Just whisper some pretty nothings to her." "And the same on a ship! I've done both, dear, I should know a thing or two. Come reaving once or twice, and you'll see." Jax stood up, and lurched forward onto the dance floor, swaying back and forth, until he was standing cock-eyed before the reaver and the woman mercenary.. "hello moonbreast," he said, his eyes half closed with drink, as he reached out and squeeze Ragnor's own boob, "Would you hiccup, like to fuc.. i mean dance?"
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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 22:26:35 GMT -5
Kyma curtsied to him."You are not as bad a dancer as you fear, but you will never be a good one." She smiled sardonically.
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Post by The Flint on May 31, 2009 22:27:44 GMT -5
Talyn smiled back, "If I may ask, your highness, what facet of the art am I missing?"
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Post by Erik on May 31, 2009 22:28:32 GMT -5
Ragnor's hands fall from Lysa's sides as he turns to face Jax. He appears rather angry at first, then notices the guffawing table of Ironborn a little ways away.
"I think he's looking for you," He tells Lysa, "Should I knock him out or let him fall down on his own?"
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Post by Edric Stark on May 31, 2009 22:29:43 GMT -5
Alysanne had a good view of the feast from the dais. She had already eaten and was drinking wine, looking around for something interesting.
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Post by Ser Beric Dayne on May 31, 2009 22:30:03 GMT -5
"I scarce believe they exist having seen them with mine own two eyes," Owen said seriously, "but I thank the Gods that they do. So it was the dragons that brought you here. Somehow I thought it might be the beautiful weather, the top-notch company, or maybe just the general cheer of our mission."
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