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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 16:58:03 GMT -5
She nodded.
"Ive never been." Mari said. She held his hand a little tighter.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:00:14 GMT -5
"Neither have I." Tybolt smiled at her, "I would be worried if I did not have you along to protect me."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:01:28 GMT -5
She laughed a little nervously.
"All fear the mighty deer!" She made a face.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:10:46 GMT -5
Tybolt leaned over and kissed her, "If they do not fear you, shoot them in the ass with your bow."
They arrived at the docks, and he kissed her and told her to wait while he went ahead a moment. Minutes later he returned and said, "There is a ship to Braavos leaving in the morning. The Grand Cacophony. This way." He took her hand and pulled her toward the ship.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:14:12 GMT -5
She followed him, the ship looked bigger then the one that she had travelled on when she was younger.
"I think we may be mad." she said with a small smile.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:18:41 GMT -5
"Ahhh.... but the good kind of mad." He walked forward, and the captain haggled a little over the price of a cabin. Soon they were shown down to their small room with two berths built into the wall, above one another.
Tybolt suddenly laughed, "Not exactly the romantic setting I wanted for our first abode." He then turned and kissed her deeply.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:20:23 GMT -5
When they broke away, Marianne laughed. "We will find better. But we need to do something about us."
She kissed him lightly.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:23:21 GMT -5
Tybolt stared into her eyes, "What do you mean love?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:25:33 GMT -5
She smiled.
"Well firstly you need to become a barber, then we can see from there." She said. Mari pulled a small dagger out from her boot and gave it to him.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:29:27 GMT -5
Tybolt took the knife and had her sit on the lower berth. Gathering a large amount of her hair together he raised the dagger to it, and stopped, "Are you sure? I... I do not know if I can your hair?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:31:08 GMT -5
Marianne closed her eyes and nodded.
"Do it." She said, waiting for it.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:35:29 GMT -5
Gritting his teeth Tybolt sawed through her hair with the dagger. And then he grabbed another and sawed through that. "Are you okay... I do not have a mirror for you to see." He studies his ragged handiwork.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:37:38 GMT -5
Marianne nodded, and tousled what remained of her hair up a little more.
"Well no one will know me from my hair anymore, thats a plus."
She twisted so she faced him. "Does it suit me?" She asked with a crooked grin.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 23, 2009 17:43:25 GMT -5
Leaning forward he took her face in his hand and kissed her deeply, when he released there was a tear in his eye, "You have never looked so beautiful."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 23, 2009 17:45:53 GMT -5
She smiled, and knelt to hug him.
Mari twisted a stand of his hair around her finger.
"We should do yours too." she said, regret in her voice.
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