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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 15:19:52 GMT -5
The stronghold of the Martells.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 15:20:30 GMT -5
Aldric Martell stares north across the city, leaning on the railing of the balcony.
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 17, 2009 15:23:39 GMT -5
Ariadne kissed his cheek as a greeting and stood next to him. "How are you?" she was in a good mood, in general.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 15:26:12 GMT -5
"Bored." Aldric replied, "Father should have summoned me, not Prince Fatty." Aldric always had scorn for his older, and stouter brother.
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 17, 2009 15:28:53 GMT -5
"Aww. Any other news on our honorable relatives?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 15:33:13 GMT -5
"Daddy and Aurora are still impossibly far away, with dreadfully dull people." Aldric shook his head, and winked at his sister, "The only interesting Martells have been left behind to find their own way." He chuckled, "Are you as bored as I?"
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 17, 2009 15:37:32 GMT -5
She gave him a sly smile. "Hey, for once, you're the boss here." "Do you have something in mind?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 15:41:16 GMT -5
"I was thinking some kind of party, but something new. Not like everything we do?" He turned and smiled at her, his long black hair masking his face for a moment.
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 17, 2009 15:47:56 GMT -5
The dornish princess curled a strand of his hair around her finger. "Do you think Daddy'll ever make it back?" she asked before letting go.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 17, 2009 22:01:28 GMT -5
Aldric stuck his tongue out at her and said, "Stop teasing me." He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his face, "Of course, Daddy will make it back. Are you trying to distract me from my boredom with questions of father? That will not work. Try something else."
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 18, 2009 3:05:16 GMT -5
"What I meant was; dead or alive. Willing to take bets?" she backed away from the balcony and leaned against the wall.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 18, 2009 3:11:35 GMT -5
Aldric turned and perched himself on then narrow bar of the balcony, "Then I will take alive. Or at least moving. You think him dead?" He scoffed and crooked his head.
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 18, 2009 3:15:27 GMT -5
"Well, he is in a pretty bad shape.. and even the smallest of tensions could lead to a disastrous outcome." his sister told him with a perfectly innocent sad look.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 18, 2009 8:14:19 GMT -5
"So what are we to wager?" Aldric asked, lifting both hands and trying to balance precariously on the railing, "Not coin that is so cliche."
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Post by Edric Stark on Jun 18, 2009 10:34:41 GMT -5
She pouted. Fine, don't take the bait then. "That, I'll let you decide."
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