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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 29, 2012 19:50:20 GMT -5
Lara smiled, "Of course. Quite wise of you, imagine if Sapphire knew that." She looked at Maerys and asked, "Are you enjoying the ball?" He nodded and messed with the cuff of his sleeve,"I spend most of my time in the library or the yard, so anytime among people I enjoy. And yourself?" He noticed the stains on her dress,"Are those from ink or something mischievous?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 19:58:06 GMT -5
"I was copying manuscripts for my uncle. He lets me do all of his now." Lara replied.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 29, 2012 20:05:50 GMT -5
"I was copying manuscripts for my uncle. He lets me do all of his now." Lara replied. His eyebrows went up in surprise,"You must be very good for a Maester to trust you so much. But maybe next time you shouldn't do it in such a beautiful dress." He then added quickly," Not saying it detracts from your beauty."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:17:13 GMT -5
Lara looked at him and shook her head, "I think you are looking for my sister. She is the one who is beautiful. I am merely cute at best."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 29, 2012 20:22:05 GMT -5
Lara looked at him and shook her head, "I think you are looking for my sister. She is the one who is beautiful. I am merely cute at best." "Modesty is a virtue, but taking a compliment is an art of its own. I would say you are beautiful because of your looks and your venerable knowledge. Attractiveness also goes beneath the skin."
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Post by Gregor Corbray on Jul 29, 2012 20:27:58 GMT -5
Gregor seemed to wake from his study of his goblet's craftsmanship. He would have to visit the man who crafted it to see how he made such elaborate patterns in the metal.
"Lara's ability to copy and translate text is remarkable." Gregor glanced at her. "Well it is true, I'm not exaggerating." In his opinion she was intelligent almost beyond compare for someone so young. He was clearly enamored with her.
"Though as you noticed she has trouble keeping the ink off of her garments." He smirked at her.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:31:02 GMT -5
Lara looked between the boys, and then said, "So then... this marble." Her cheeks were slightly reddened.
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Post by Flex on Jul 29, 2012 20:35:44 GMT -5
Baelor, after having found some wine, made his way over to Amelia Graceford and gave the girl a grin. "Hello!"
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Jul 29, 2012 20:38:33 GMT -5
"What little effort Michael does not expend in the training yard, I'm sure he had to use keeping you out of trouble the last few years. What room is there for keeping up with each theme ball Sapphire decides to throw?" Tybalt said lightly, turning his attention to the second Hightower son. "I must thank you once more for keeping an eye on her while I was at Casterly Rock, Michael. Though I wonder how you found the time to feed yourself with all your other duties." Michael offered Tybalt a small smile, "I manage to find some time somewhere." He replied, "I do not understand how you live with all your free time. It seems like a man should have a purpose." "Living is my purpose." Tybalt countered Michael. "We are the sons to the most powerful and wealthy men in the realm. Why not enjoy it, instead of toiling away like common serfs? There is a happy middle ground between you and your brother."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:39:02 GMT -5
Jaxro looked down at the boy, and said, "And you and your brothers... they feast off the trade like birds off fish?" Zach's smile returned, he like the implication, he only wished it were true. "No we feast on the birds. They come through our islands and fill our pockets. You really must try sister's stew, we are known all over Westeros for it, quite good if you like sea food." Jaxro replied, "I do like some fish, but not all. Why did the hand take in you?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:40:34 GMT -5
Michael replied, "Do you think I do what I do to show off my brother. I want to excell as a Knight... I will be the best knight in legends." His hands curled into fists.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:41:32 GMT -5
Baelor, after having found some wine, made his way over to Amelia Graceford and gave the girl a grin. "Hello!" Amelia looked at Baelor and asked, "You are one of the fosterlings right?" She offered a warm smile.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Jul 29, 2012 20:42:45 GMT -5
Lara looked between the boys, and then said, "So then... this marble." Her cheeks were slightly reddened. Maerys notices how long he had been standing there talking to the two, and looks around."I think I shall continue around the room, is there anyway a fine young lady could reserve one dance for a Dornishman?" Before she can reply he kisses her hand and takes his leave.
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Post by Flex on Jul 29, 2012 20:42:47 GMT -5
"I am indeed," He replied with a small bow. "Baelor Stark, heir to the North. That dress is beautiful."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 29, 2012 20:44:14 GMT -5
Lara nodded, and turned to look at Gregor.
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