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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 22:23:48 GMT -5
"Why what's wrong?" She did not like the servant's tone.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 22:26:06 GMT -5
"Oh, if I open the wardrobe door, she will jump out and hit me with that wooden dagger again," the servant complained.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 22:28:42 GMT -5
"I heard that the game was cancelled, like the joust, I don't think you'll have to fear that much longer. Besides, getting hit a few times with a dagger must be a worthy tradeoff to sleep in such a bed." She smiled.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 22:43:59 GMT -5
"You'd be surprised, Lady Becca can hit pretty hard when you startle her!" The servant replies.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 22:50:18 GMT -5
Arya giggled, "Well I think I'll just give it a try." She smiled and slipped off the bed to head towards the wardrobe. It would be fun at least. She reached into her boot to slip out her dagger and pulled the door open while trying to stay as much to the side as possible.
Apprentice Small Blades
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 22:52:50 GMT -5
Flinging the door open Becca leaps out with a strangely Avian squawk. Becca's swing is not bad for someone utterly untrained, but Arya pokes her on the shoulder.
"Damnit!" Becca yelled, "You gave me away didn't you!" She yells at the servant, throwing the dagger in her general direction, although missing the girl entirely. The girl giggles and squeals and flees the room.
"It worked on Daeron," Becca pouted.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 22:55:53 GMT -5
Arya laughed at Becca's reaction and replaced the dagger into it's place on her leg. When she faced Becca again however, her face was filled with remorse. "I could not bear myself to watch it, though others did. I never wanted to be a witness against him, but Milo threatened me."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 22:58:03 GMT -5
Becca nods, "I understand sweetling," She reached out and gave Arya a hug.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 23:08:01 GMT -5
"I'm sorry. You were closer to him than I was as I understand it. Are you okay?" Ary hugged Becca and held her elbows in a gesture of comfort.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 23:09:16 GMT -5
Becca nods, with a sad look on her face. "It was so needless," she sighed, "I don't understand why he didn't defend himself, why he didn't ask for trial by combat, why he confessed afterwards just to be spiteful."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 23:20:09 GMT -5
Arya shrugged and hugged Becca, "Me neither. He had many options available to him, but maybe he just felt guilty and did not want to protect himself. I thought he would want a trial by combat as well."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 23:27:45 GMT -5
Becca sighed and shook her head, "Men are stupid Arya, stupid and prideful creatures. We should endeavor to do without them for our own health and sanity!"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 23:33:35 GMT -5
A small smile crept up on Arya's lips. "I don't know about that, we're as weak and prone to emotion as they are stupid and prideful. I wolod have came to see you before, but I mostly stayed in my room while Milo had his henchmen watching me."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 17, 2010 23:41:43 GMT -5
Becca bit her lip, "I understand, it's alright. I don't need that cocksucker in my life, so I'm glad you waited for the storm to pass."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 17, 2010 23:46:14 GMT -5
"He let people down. You're right we should all move on, I've been caught up in one too many storms and I have a distaste for it. All I can do is try to live my life normally, or as normal as I can make it out while such bad things happen. I had thought that Prince Trystane would court me, but apparently he thought it prudent to insult the king and get himself kicked out of court." Arya sighed, "Men."
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