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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 17, 2015 17:00:40 GMT -5
"Why don't you take a guess?" Amelia asked him, one hand going to the side of her head and poofing her hair up, while she smiled and then pouted at him. "You'll probably get it wrong but it's worth a try."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 17, 2015 19:41:26 GMT -5
The man shrugged. "I'd say you're the old queen. Heard she was on a trip about, to soothe her grief, but then you do look rather happy, so I ain't supposing that's you."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 18, 2015 3:59:06 GMT -5
"Mhmmm, wrong guess unfortunately," Amelia stated with a laugh. "I'll let you have another but if you get it wrong... well, we'll see what happens then." She winked at him and smirked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 18, 2015 9:12:30 GMT -5
Bulwer thinks. "Someone as beautiful as you can only be the missing dragon princess then, here at the lady's refuge seeking sanctuary," he said with a very tiny smile. "Your secret is safe with me, deny it all you want."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 18, 2015 11:17:23 GMT -5
"Me, a dragon!" Amelia said with a chuckle, nudging Arania again playfully. "I am close to the dragons but not one myself." She leaned towards Bulwer and gave him a good view of her cleavage. "I am however a sorceress."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 18, 2015 12:01:50 GMT -5
"Mm-hmm," he said, "Sure you are. Bet you cast lots of love spells and all, eh?" He nodded. "Can turn sex into gold."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 18, 2015 12:39:50 GMT -5
Amelia considered summoning a flame but decided it wouldn't be the best idea. "Oh, I already have - I'm not an idiot after all," she winked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 18, 2015 19:35:11 GMT -5
The old dolt nodded. "Is that a fa..." he notes Arania again. "Of course," he said. "I'm sure songs are sung of your fine decisionmaking skills." He looked over. "Care for a drink? Another one?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 18, 2015 19:56:31 GMT -5
"Another three would be good," Amelia offered, leaning forward just a little more. "No doubt you have some good stories to tell over a drink!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 18, 2015 20:44:59 GMT -5
"Entirely depends on what sort of stories you like," he said. "I'm sure I can manage." He actually orders six drinks. Lady Buzzkill starts talking to someone else, less wealthy but far more handsome.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 18, 2015 21:02:18 GMT -5
"Ohhh, well I like the darker stories," Ami told him, taking the first drink and sipping from it. "With money come certain... well, problems after all. Problems that need dealing with."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 19, 2015 17:08:23 GMT -5
"Problems that need dealing with," he said, not as a question. "Interesting. My only problems are making sure I pay the proper amount to my liege lady in taxes. Everything else...money solves for me," he said. "What problems have money gotten you in?'
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 20, 2015 9:50:08 GMT -5
"Oh, just from other people who were jealous and wanted what I have, or had," Amelia said, while inspecting her nails girlishly.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 20, 2015 9:54:21 GMT -5
Bulwer nodded. "People can be jealous of another's sheep," he said. "So more money, more envy. Best to just accept it and enjoy the high life anyway. I ain't never wondered where my next meal was coming from," he said.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Sept 20, 2015 14:01:48 GMT -5
"Isn't that the truth," Amelia agreed with him, laughing softly. "So how did you accumulate such a vast fortune?"
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