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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 15:54:58 GMT -5
"Oh yes? And how does that benefit me?" She demanded, though she did it with a smile. "I don't think I want to think of you with someone else, so why would I bring her to you.?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 15:58:21 GMT -5
Fyodor chuckled. "Well, dear, it would certainly stop me from trying to sleep with you so often." He stuck his tongue out at her.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 16:04:29 GMT -5
"You haven't tried very hard," she teased. "So that threat has little weight with me. And I rather like your attentions."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 16:07:09 GMT -5
"I shall redouble my efforts, then." He pulled her in and kissed her. Hard.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 16:27:33 GMT -5
She hesitated for the barest second before she relaxed into the kiss. She decided she didn't care who saw them and wound her arms around his neck, pulling his face closer still.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 16:30:15 GMT -5
After the kiss is done, Dustin stares into her eyes with his own grey ones. "Someone is in quite the mood." He kisses her again, quickly, like leaving a little signature.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 16:40:43 GMT -5
"Well, perhaps. But I'm not in the mood to go further just yet. I want to watch the melee. And you haven't brought me a wolfskin yet."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 16:58:48 GMT -5
"You haven't defended my honor," he chuckled. He turns his attention back to the melee, all chaos in the cool, crisp autumn air.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 17:18:03 GMT -5
"Well. I don;'t think that was part of the original agreement," she whispered. "I am sure you have not forgotten what your reward would be if you present me with a wolfskin."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 17:27:30 GMT -5
"I am still not sure what makes this thing so special, other than of course symbolically destroying my royal family. Makes me wonder what I could get for a bearskin..." He arched an eyebrow at her.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 17:44:26 GMT -5
"Do you think a bearskin is worth more than a wolfskin?" Reyna asked. "I had not thought of that. As to wolves representing House Stark, I had not even thought of that. It is simply the challenge that matters."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 17:53:00 GMT -5
"Then you must pass a challenge too, to be worthy of my favors." Fyodor decided. "You must...defeat a small child in a running race."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 17:57:38 GMT -5
"Oh, that's easy," she scoffed. "As long as I get to wear a dress I won't trip over."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 15, 2012 18:00:47 GMT -5
He shrugs. "If you say so."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 15, 2012 18:02:54 GMT -5
"I will agree then," she said. "But this seems one-sided. You get to see my breasts if you bring me a wolfskin. What do I get if I win a race against a small child?"
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