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 Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:27 pm
Terryn returned a few minutes later, her hands behind her back and a smug grin on her face.
"Quite right, m'lady." The earl stood and held his hand to help her up, feeling a little chilled through himself.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:34 pm
Marcus groaned, turning away and making a disgusted face. "Oh, no. I have to talk to you again? That's too cruel."
The Duchess accepted his hand and let herself be escorted back into the sitting room. "They...seem to have disappeared," she said, her voice as calm as she could manage.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:40 pm
"Yes, fear me." Terryn walked past him, spinning on her heel and turning around to face him so that she couldn't see what was behind her back.
"Indeed..." The earl looked around the room and blinked before waving over the servant walking by. "Where is my daughter and the duchess's grandson?" The servant did not know, baffling the earl even more.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:48 pm
Marcus grinned. "Alright. Out with it. If you're holding a cat behind your back, just know that I get a rash and start sneezing."
"Perhaps," began the Duchess, wondering how to phrase her suggestion politely. "Terryn wanted to give Marcus a tour of your lovely home. Starting, most likely, with where she spends most of her time, which would most probably be her quarters."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:51 pm
Terryn smirked. "Well that is some useful information that I can use in the future." She stopped walking and simply stood in front of him, looking rather mischeivous.
Lord Arvin's eyes widened. "Terryn? Oh...I would never think...do you? Oh dear. Come with me." He led the duchess out of the room, going the opposite way of where the two really were and leading the duchess towards Terryn's quarters.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:03 pm
Marcus snapped his fingers in a defeated gesture wordlessly, and looked at her levelly, waiting.
The Duchess hurried behind him, cursing Marcus and his parents and his grandparents (on his mother's side, of course).
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:11 pm
Terryn cleared her throat. "Now, Sir Marcus of Indecent Intentions, allow me to demonstrate to you what would happen if you attempted to catch the fish that stands in front of you." She took one hand out from behind her back, empty, and beckoned him closer. "Come, Fisherman, try to hook me."
Lord Arvin huffed up the stairs and rapped sharply on Terryn's door. "Terryn, it is your father. Allow me entrance this instant." Hearing nothing, he knocked twice more before opening the door and entering to find..."Nobody. They must not be here."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:19 pm
Does she have a fish behind her back? wondered Marcus. "Particular indeed," he said solemnly, before moving forward and seizing Terryn without warning, her arms as good as immobile. "Hooked yet?"
The Duchess felt enormous relief, and actually straightened up. "Well, they can't be far. Could we call them with a dinner bell?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:22 pm
"You wish." A quick twist of the wrist and Terryn was free, spinning behind him and grabbing him around the waist, her other hand, which held a silver dagger, pressed to his neck. "You see? This fish can not be baited."
"We could, but Terryn is always late to eat. It would take at least a quarter hour." He closed her bedroom door and led the duchess back downstairs. "Let us just wait for them."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:26 pm
"And you always have a dagger from the kitchen on hand when approached by your numerous suitors?" asked Marcus calmly, unfazed by the dagger. He'd grown up with four brothers, after all.
"Certainly," said the Duchess, before gasping and quite losing all her air due to a very restraining corset. She was not at all prepared to see what she did.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:29 pm
"No, not always." Terryn grinned. "Sometimes I keep a bow and arrow hidden nearby." She released him and walked away back towards the kitchen, unaware that they had an audience.
"Terryn! Explain yourself!" Lord Arvin walked into the dining hall, looking extremely unlike his normal, jovial self.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:33 pm
Marcus whipped around. Lucifer, she's ruined it, he thought, before darting towards his grandmother, who was sitting down on the stairs and taking in tremendous breaths of air.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:36 pm
Terryn stopped in her tracks, cleared her throat, and turned slowly. "Father...I..." She looked to Marcus for help, her face turning increasingly paler.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:41 pm
"I was teaching her how to defend herself," blurted out Marcus, even though he knew Terryn would very much dislike his excuse. "She was just following in my example. Rather unfortunate, sir, that you walked in when you did."
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 6:44 pm
The earl raised an eyebrow. "Terryn?"
Luckily for her, Terryn's father knew virtually nothing about her forays into archery, swordfighting, and dagger weilding, so she was safe. "It is true, Father. There was a small...mishap back at the ball, and he was trying to show me a good position to defend myself if it happened again." She waited until he shrugged and went to attend the duchess before she exhaled.
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