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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 8:14:20 GMT -5
"no, I have not." she smiled.
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 8:40:20 GMT -5
"Well then let us do so," Summer suggested, "Lord Jast, a pleasure to meet you." She said, with a curtsey, before taking Helyn by the hand and moving away from the Whisperer.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 10:10:10 GMT -5
Helyn managed to curtsy before summer dragged her off. "oh my, thank you."
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 10:12:00 GMT -5
Summer gave Helyn squeeze, "my pleasure, I could see he had you pinned down there. What a gruesome man. ugh" she shuddered.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 10:15:37 GMT -5
"I think he will write my father. He wishes us to wed."
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 10:22:16 GMT -5
Summer shuddered, "Why would anyone want to marry a Spider like that." she asked. "Will your father see that? or will he be blinded by the small council title?"
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 10:25:43 GMT -5
"I don't know," she said nervously. "apparently I am quite the conversation starter between mem. I don't know if that's good or bad."
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 10:28:41 GMT -5
Summer laughed, "Well, you're a pretty girl of course you start conversations!" she said, "Let's find a nice looking man whose not a dirty little spy, and see if we can find a counter-suitor."
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 10:30:30 GMT -5
She chuckled. "trying to marry me off now are you?"
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 10:35:30 GMT -5
Summer laughed, "hardly, when a Flint wants to marry you, he just pitches you over his shoulder and starts running. But as long as you can play suitors off each other, without ever choosing one, you can remain single and explore with me, instead of being cooped up in a kitchen or nursery all day."
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 10:41:17 GMT -5
"sounds like a plan." she giggled
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 10:48:54 GMT -5
Summer squeeze Helyn's hand, as they searched the room for cute young men to talk to, as opposed to creepy old spies.
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Post by Sam on May 19, 2011 11:20:34 GMT -5
Maron Harlaw arrives at the party, finely dressed but incredibly late, and begins to cast his gaze around seeking anyone he knew, or knew of. Or at least hot chicks.
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Post by The Flint on May 19, 2011 11:27:06 GMT -5
Summer and Helyn were still trolling the room looking for young men as Maron entered.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 19, 2011 11:29:27 GMT -5
Helyn followed
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