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Post by The Smith on Aug 9, 2012 21:53:41 GMT -5
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Mox Hightower knocked on the door of the entrance.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 9, 2012 21:58:53 GMT -5
Tybalt opened the door with a wide grin that quickly vanished at the sight of Mox Hightower, the Long Shadow.
"Lord Mox," he said in surprise, not aware that he had even arrived at the Hightower. "To what do I owe the honor of a visit from the Master of Whispers himself?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 9, 2012 22:03:34 GMT -5
The tall, thin man said, "I have come to speak with you and your sister."
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 9, 2012 22:07:59 GMT -5
"Come inside then." Tybalt said as graciously as he could, quickly stepping back and opening the door wide. "Have a seat, my lord."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 9, 2012 22:35:12 GMT -5
Mox entered, and said, "I would prefer to stand." He walked over to a desk, and began to look through the papers.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 9, 2012 22:37:05 GMT -5
Tybalt sat in one of the plush chairs, waiting uncomfortably for the Master of Whispers to decide to speak.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 9, 2012 22:38:07 GMT -5
"Where is your sister?" Mox asked and turned his dead eyes on Tybalt.
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Post by Lord Oswyn Baratheon on Aug 9, 2012 22:43:19 GMT -5
Tybalt flinched as Mox's gaze fell on him.
"I'm not sure at the moment, my lord." he said, not meeting the man's eyes. They made his skin crawl.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2012 5:10:04 GMT -5
Not long later, Tyana retuned to the rooms she shared with Tybalt and walked straight in. She smiled at her brother as she entered but stopped smiling as she saw the master of whispers. "Tybalt, why is there someone rummaging through our things?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 10, 2012 6:13:29 GMT -5
Mox walked forward and stared at her. He was quiet and just studied her a long silent moment.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2012 6:36:21 GMT -5
Tyana looked back at him, not liking his eyes, but not cowing from it. She was a Lion, after all, "How can we help you, my Lord?" She inquired, trying to remain polite while she thought he was being rude.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 10, 2012 7:13:58 GMT -5
"I have a message from your father for the two of you." Mox said with a wry smile.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2012 10:08:09 GMT -5
Tyana waited for a second for him to continue and then raised an eyebrow, not exactly put at ease by the smile, "What is the message?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 10, 2012 10:24:19 GMT -5
Mox walked over, and straightened a pillow on a chair, "I have heard that Lymon has already spilled the beans." He spoke softly barely noticing they were there.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2012 10:27:41 GMT -5
"Measter Lymon has proved to be very unhelpful to me in terms of giving news, I cannot speak for Tybalt. If it is about the marriages, I should like to know what my father says, to put it to bed, because I have recieved conflicting information." She said, looking at him as he moved and crossing her arms in front of her.
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