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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 20:54:54 GMT -5
Daeron goes to find Becca at Casterly Rock.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 20:59:03 GMT -5
Eventually Daeron deduces that Becca is in her apartment.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:00:40 GMT -5
Daeron raps at the door of her apartments.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:04:35 GMT -5
Becca's servant girl opens door the door only partially, there are no lights on inside.
"Yes your grace?" the servant says.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:05:18 GMT -5
"I wish to speak with my cousin." Daeron replied with a smile.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:06:07 GMT -5
"she is in bed your grace, asleep," the servant says.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:06:54 GMT -5
"At this time?!" Daeron asked, wondering if he had suddenly lost awareness of the hour.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:08:51 GMT -5
"She is napping, she frequently naps in the afternoon your grace. Although she has said you are permitted entry as long as she is home, if you'd like..." The girl gestured.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:09:51 GMT -5
"Ah... of course." Daeron replied, entering the rooms as quietly as he could and finding a seat.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:12:34 GMT -5
There is a single overstuffed chair in the corner of the room by the wardrobe. In the bed Becca's figure can be seen beneath blankets.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:15:43 GMT -5
Daeron considered something for a moment then shrugged and made his way over to the chair. He plopped himself down and waited.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:16:57 GMT -5
He feels a gentle prick on the back of his neck.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:19:58 GMT -5
"Well that's not good." He replied with a sigh. "I hope I am not too heavy?" He asked.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 10, 2010 21:21:41 GMT -5
"Daeron! Are you my assassin!?" Becca's voice said from inside the wardrobe. "Cause if so you have to wait four hours!" She giggled.
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Post by Flex on Jan 10, 2010 21:29:58 GMT -5
Daeron chuckled and rose from the chair. "You can get out of there now." He replied, sliding his own dagger away.
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