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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 10, 2010 15:50:53 GMT -5
Mari laughed. "I agree. I am surprised to see you dressed so modestly Becca, I must say."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 15:59:06 GMT -5
Becca laughed, "well, I'm a terrible shot, so I needed as many articles of clothing as they'll let me get away with."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 10, 2010 16:38:54 GMT -5
"Im hoping that I will fare a bit better then I have done lately. I mean I havent had alot of practise really."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 16:53:53 GMT -5
"Oh, my goodness. So someone other than Tybolt might get to see that body of yours?" Becca chuckled, "I expect you'll be red as a beet."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 10, 2010 16:57:31 GMT -5
Mari laughed and looked down, "Well I am hoping then I do a little better then to be fully naked. I dread to think what Tybolt would say if I lost and he heard of it."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 17:21:22 GMT -5
Becca grinned, "Oh.... really? I shall have to write him a little letter."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 10, 2010 17:23:33 GMT -5
"Oh no Becca!" Mari said, smiling a little. "Even you wouldnt be that mean to me."
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Post by Marie on Jan 10, 2010 18:01:35 GMT -5
Benjen Blackfyre arrived with his bow. He was clothed all in brown, apart from his green undershirt. His overtunic was brown, as were his breeches and smallclothes. His boots were black leather and, as was his belt. He also were a feathered hat and a dark green cloak.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 18:45:56 GMT -5
Becca giggled again, "You are right, I'm not that mean."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 11, 2010 15:26:27 GMT -5
"And hopefully think enough of me not to get anyone else to write aswell." Mari said with a small smile.
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Post by Fel on Jan 11, 2010 15:38:19 GMT -5
Ashurgi Saboa, the Summer Islander, arrived bow in hand.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 15:49:47 GMT -5
Becca nodded, "Right, of course not.. ooh my look at that!" Becca gestured at the Summer Islander. "They say you can tell a lot about a man from the size of his bow stave." She winked at Mari.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 11, 2010 15:53:14 GMT -5
Marianne giggled.
"Oh Becca, you are the worst!" She exclaimed. She seemed more relaxed then she had been for a while.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 15:57:22 GMT -5
Bah!" She said with a smile, "If you can't be good, be good at it, that's what I always say."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Jan 11, 2010 16:02:29 GMT -5
"I think that is brillient advice, the best I have had for a while anyway." Marianne replied, smiling.
"But you know me, I can never be anything but a good person."
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