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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 15:37:30 GMT -5
"Miller? I suppose I could. What do you have for me?" If Edward Stann worked for free, he wouldn't be near so wealthy.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 22, 2012 15:45:22 GMT -5
Joanna smirked. "Now, have I ever left you empty-handed?" she asked smugly. "There will be a nice hefty pouch for you, if you bring me what I need. A Lannister always pays their debt." Even if they were from Lannisport.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 15:54:02 GMT -5
"Owen Miller has a hefty pouch on his head. I could just kill him for the reward," he points out. "I know people."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 22, 2012 16:08:01 GMT -5
"Then why don't you?" she asked. "Because catching him would not make up for all the valuable time you would lose. Now, we all know people, but what if they aren't efficient enough? Won't get the job done in time? Besides, they all want rewards of their own and there are plenty of people after Miller already." She shrugged, smiling. "I don't know about you, but I would take the offer."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 22, 2012 16:12:44 GMT -5
"But if I find where he's at, it's ninety percent of the job. Killing him would probably take me less time than this conversation," he points out. "and if someone else finds him first...unlikely as that may be, then my time is completely wasted. A poor investment, double-booking."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 9:46:01 GMT -5
Joanna smiled and crossed her arms. "You are too smart for your own good. What is it that you wish, then, if not gold?" she asked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 23, 2012 12:35:06 GMT -5
"I want a kiss. A proper one, mind you; none of this little cheek-pecking so common among you ladies who enjoy teasing. A good, long, tongue-filled kiss. And perhaps you could ensure your mouth is freshly washed prior," he chuckles. "Fear not, my teeth are always clean." To his credit, he does have very straight, perfectly aligned teeth.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 13:33:12 GMT -5
Joanna almost laughed at his harmless request, but managed to restrain herself by biting her lip. She figured it was a good long step away from whoring. After what seemed like a minute, she sighed. "I suppose I could allow one kiss," she mused.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 23, 2012 13:42:36 GMT -5
"Very well. He's staying at the Green Tree Alehouse by the east gate." Joanna realizes suddenly that he owns that particular establishment.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 13:57:20 GMT -5
"You already knew?" she exclaimed, her surprised expression quickly turning into a frown. "Why are you harboring him?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 23, 2012 13:59:21 GMT -5
He shrugs. "His gold spends same as everyone else's. Why do you think his attempts on your manor keep failing? I tip off the guard every time he leaves."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 14:02:14 GMT -5
"What does he want with us anyway?" she asked, still pouting, getting more dubious by the second.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 23, 2012 14:06:19 GMT -5
"I'm honestly not sure; it's not like I'd ever talk to the weasel. He has a friend somewhere, though; three men I've let his location slip to have wound up dead before finishing him." He licks his lips lightly. "I believe we had a deal?"
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Oct 23, 2012 14:13:29 GMT -5
Joanna smiled slyly. "That implies you are the friend," she said, but stood up from her seat and walked over anyway. With a turn of her head, she made sure they were alone and leaned down to place a proper kiss on his mouth, tongue and all.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 23, 2012 14:19:05 GMT -5
His hand makes a swift grab on her bosom, but he otherwise behaves himself, letting her pull back after ten seconds or so. When she does, he nods in approval. "Well, I thank you. You just made me one hundred gold richer."
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