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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 8, 2010 18:47:19 GMT -5
"Your mood? Don't you dare be cryptic with me!" Arya giggled. "Do tell, and what is it you do to make kisses better?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 8, 2010 18:49:22 GMT -5
"well some times you want a passionate kiss, and some men are good at that, and some times you want a kiss that makes you feel loved," Becca explained.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 8, 2010 18:52:58 GMT -5
"Ah," Arya sighed out. "I think I understand..I will look forward to those types of kisses."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 8, 2010 19:08:05 GMT -5
Becca kissed Arya on both cheeks, "See, there you are loved!"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 8, 2010 19:12:24 GMT -5
Arya giggled and did the same to her. "And you are loved in return!" She smiled again, "Well perhaps I should be going, unless there was anything else you wanted to discuss."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 8, 2010 19:17:32 GMT -5
Becca shook her head, "Unless you want to stay here tonight."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 8, 2010 19:20:10 GMT -5
"Sure, I'll stay. I've been sleeping in the Queen's room over the past few days. It's been a while since we've shared a room. And even longer since I've played a game of pillow fight."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 8, 2010 19:22:00 GMT -5
Becca giggled, "Well alright then."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 8, 2010 19:25:32 GMT -5
Arya settled in for a sleepover.
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Jherek Doryn
Hedge Knight
Court Bard and Personal Sneak of Queen Joanna Targaryen
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Post by Jherek Doryn on Jan 11, 2010 21:41:00 GMT -5
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Jherek approached the Lady Thatcher's room, having obtained the information from Prince Daeron, and sat down next to the door. He wore a thick red shirt, black breeches, and a dark cloak that housed his instruments, and nothing else. He left almost all of his blades in his room, keeping only his long knife strapped to his side, and a knife in each boot. He withdrew his flute from his cloak pocket and began to play a smooth melody, hoping she would not be too incensed with his presence near her quarters.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 21:46:09 GMT -5
After a while, the door opens, and a young woman pops her head out.
"Excuse me goodman. My lady is trying to nap. She says..." The girl ducked her head back inside to take further instructions, then took her head out again,
"She says if you don't stop playing that flute she will make you eat it."
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Jherek Doryn
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Court Bard and Personal Sneak of Queen Joanna Targaryen
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Post by Jherek Doryn on Jan 11, 2010 21:50:33 GMT -5
Jherek nods and replaces the flute within his cloak. He stands up to address the young lady. "Well, I would hate to deny the Lady Thatcher her unnecessary beauty sleep, but I would like to have a word with her."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 21:59:29 GMT -5
"tell my your message, and if my lady wishes to reply I will tell you what she says," the serving girl says.
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Jherek Doryn
Hedge Knight
Court Bard and Personal Sneak of Queen Joanna Targaryen
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Post by Jherek Doryn on Jan 11, 2010 22:02:47 GMT -5
Jherek smiles softly, then conveys his message to the young lady. "Please inform Lady Thatcher that I would like to meet her in the garden on the morrow, after the morning meal." He began to turn away, then stopped. "One more thing, please do not tell her who I am, if she doesn't know already." He gave a bow to the lady, then left.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 22:11:22 GMT -5
As Doryn turns to leave, the serving girl disappears inside, "it's was that squirrelly little juggler," she says before the door shuts.
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