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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 8, 2009 23:18:08 GMT -5
She hid a laugh behind her hand and made her way back to her own room.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 22:13:36 GMT -5
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A few days later Aryanna came to the yard to watch the men train, but also to see if Tyrek was there.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 22:15:35 GMT -5
Tyrek indeed is there. She can see him, without his shirt on, he is battling two men with blunted blades. He seems to be holding his own.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 22:19:42 GMT -5
Ary likes what she sees but does not do anything to catch his eye. Instead she waits until he is done with his bout to wave her handkerchief to draw his attention.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 22:23:28 GMT -5
Eventually Tyrek dispatches one of the men, before taking a wallop from the other, and going down hard. He rises, slowly, but does eventually get up, and shakes both men's hands, before going over to the table, putting down his sword, and drinking from a jar of water, befoer pouring some of it over his head. Only then does he see Arya, and looks sheepishly about for his tunic.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 22:29:53 GMT -5
Arya chuckles from her spot overlooking the area and heads down while he finds his tunic. She waits for him to come to her.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 22:31:59 GMT -5
Once he gets himself properly dressed, he approaches,
"hello milady," He says softly, his eyes carefully fixed at the dirt about six inches in front of her shoes.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 22:34:37 GMT -5
"You fought well, and you seem to take big knocks well. Have you been feeling better since your fight?"
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 22:46:32 GMT -5
"Much better, Thank you," Tyrek said with a smile, "And I think I'm getting better, I'll be honest, I've never trained harder than I have these past few weeks."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 22:52:08 GMT -5
"I'm glad to hear it. A good man should always have a goal to push himself towards. Have you heard anything of Boris?"
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 22:54:26 GMT -5
"He's around... We've been avoiding each other. And every time I see him, he gives me this evil eye, but there's always been a knight, or master-at-arms present, so there hasn't been any more quarreling,' Tyrek says.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 23:00:06 GMT -5
"It's probably for the best that you two didn't fight again then. There's always people that will give you the odd look. It happens in court sometimes, where someone will give another a nasty look. Things can get messy. It would be good if you worked hard and earned your spurs before he did."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 23:01:19 GMT -5
"Well, I still intend to challenge him, like you said I ought to Lady Aryanna.." Tyrek replies drawing a line in the sand with his toe.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 9, 2009 23:05:15 GMT -5
"Hmph well...I just thought what he did was wrong and dishonorable. But I wouldn't want to see you hurt again if he does something nasty."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 9, 2009 23:08:00 GMT -5
"I won't be hurt again. I'm training real hard, and I know if I had your..." he looks at the ground, "prayers. If I had your prayers, than I know I could win."
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