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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:08 pm
:::She turns around and finds herself frowing... but then, he's not really leaving... he doesn't seem to know what to make of his surroundings. He was very fresh to the Brink after all:::
You haven't been through the door before? :::it was only polite to tell him, even if it meant she'd lose the only bit of rest she'd had from her troubles in a long time:::
Those keys there... one of them has your name on it. It'll open that door, and take you home.
:::She tried not to look like she cared very much, despite herself:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:20 pm
Is that so.... *he reaches out and examines a couple of the keys* We all have keys then?
*that seems odd to him. Were they expected then?*
*he turns away from the board seemingly disinterested*
And where does that entryway lead? *he points in the direction the Cat fled*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:23 pm
That..?
:::She gets up, walking in his direction:::
That's the library... I'm surprised the Brink didn't just put it all into a database for a light-sim to- :::She stopped:::
Books. Thousands of them, about anything and everything... :::as she nears him, she gives him another quizzical look::: Useful, if you can read.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:36 pm
*Dafyd smiles* As you say, my Lady.
*perceptive b***h*
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:38 pm
It's easy... I'll teach you some time...
:::She waves her hand in the air as though it were anything but a big deal:::
Although, books are overrated if you ask me.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:48 pm
On that, my dear Kara, we are in firm agreement.
*he steps closer to her* And what sort of passtime do you recommend, instead?
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 9:54 pm
:::She begins to give him a look... that she was very good at- but she stops rather quickly... scolding herself for slipping back that way so easily:::
:::She looks away and smirks to recover:::
well... I guess, dancing, drinking, telling stories... being alive, for the right reasons.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:02 pm
*Dafyd smiles, raises his hand and brushes her cheek* We believe in much the same things then.
*he circles around behind her and then back* There are few greater pleasures than feeling alive.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:11 pm
:::Her face felt hot... this was too much. Is he trying to seduce me?:::
:::And her heart pounded in her chest...:::
:::She could resist, but she couldn't hide her delight. Her lips tugged at the corners, and she followed him with her eyes::: It's what I believe in above all else, you know.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:22 pm
*Dafyd plucks one of the flowers from her hair, murmuring softly*
Do you know what would bring me more pleasure than anything else?
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:25 pm
:::Oh, please don't say what we're both thinking...:::
:::her eyes focused past him, far away, as though she had no real interest and was simply humoring him by asking... but it came across as being coy anyway:::
What's that, Dafyd?
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:51 pm
*Dafyd lifts the flower to his nose and inhales deeply. He draws it away, strokes the side of Kara's face with its delicate petals. With the other hand he draws her gossamer shawl away exposing the pale tops of her breasts. He leans in close to her ear*
I would like ... very much ... for you ... Kara ...
*he pulls away, with a smirk*
... to tell your master that Syr Dafyd y Rheged wishes to meet with him.
*He tucks the flower into her cleavage and draws the shawl over it. With that, he turns around and walks away from her*
Can you remember that, the next time you share his bed?
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:58 pm
:::She releases a sigh, as quietly as possible... Kara's never felt so relieved and so disappoited all at once... and to top it off, he had to remind her of him.:::
If- I-
:::She shook her head, trying not to be so distracted:::
I'm afraid, Dafyd... that's the kind of pleasure life doesn't have in store for me.
:::It's better this way...:::
But I'll tell him... if I see him before you do. :::She paints her smile back on:::
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:09 pm
*Not his whore then... perhaps she merely loves him from afar. He strides over to the key rack and, after a moment, selects the only key that can possibly be his*
I thank you, Kara, and thank you, also, for a most educational encounter.
*He fits the key into the door and turns the knob. After a moment's hesitation, he slips through and vanishes back to his own time*
**Exit Dafyd**
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:20 pm
:::She picks the flower from out of her chest, and tucks it unceremoniously back into her hair... it was after all, worth more than all the gold left in the world. She didn't want it crushed...:::
:::She stands then... quietly for a moment:::
you're welcome...?
:::Silence for a moment again:::
What the ******** just happened...?
::her face twisted in confusion. Was I just respected or disrespected?::::
:::Rubbing the back of her neck, she tried for a moment to figure out where the hell that all came from... mostly, she was trying to decide whether or not to feel angry... but somehow, again, despite the resentment, she smiled:::
:::Her eyes fell on the door::: That one is trouble...
:::Home was the last place she felt like being, even before she got to the Brink, but especially not now. He was, if anything a worthy distraction, she told herself. She sat at the bar, and sniffed the bottle he'd poured their wine from. She looked at the lable, read it a few times, and pours some more of it into her glass:::
:::She sits over the wine for a while longer, smiling to herself, until the Brink sends her home:::
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