11-22-2002, 12:39 AM
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| My turn? How delightful.
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"I've come here to find a safe-haven for the child. Her mother died in my arms and her father was nowhere to be seen. An orphanage isn't suitably secure for a halfling girl." Rayen replied, once again shifting the burden of Talla on her hip.
While her caretaker was tensed and on the ready, Talla's eyes roamed about the Swordsman. After a moment, she cooed and stretched her arms out towards the dark man, as if asking to be held.
"Blablada!" she exclaimed.
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11-22-2002, 12:45 AM
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| Nækos raised an eyebrow. "You act in the child's interests? She is but a halfling, and you are a full-blood. Where does such compassion spring from?" Now this was unexpected... He grew at once more relaxed and more alert. She was either lying more by the minute, or couldn't be that bad...he just didn't know which.
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11-22-2002, 12:53 AM
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| Rayen scoffed.
"Full blood or no, she is but a child. What harm has she done to deserve anything less than compassion? What crime has she committed?!" the woman exclaimed, her face becoming a genuine red hue of anger. Talla babbled a few more short verses and stretched farther towards the Swordsman, grunting and bouncing as she did so.
"Should I have left her to die as the merciless men marched in and burned her town and family?" she asked coldly, furrowing her brow. "Or perhaps I myself should have slain the poor, innocently guilty mutt."
Rayen was honestly disgusted with the man's lack of compassion. Where was his human side?
...human side...
Rayen's eyes ticked to one of his ears, then another. One was shaped as Talla's, one as hers. She did the best she could to hide this discovery.
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11-22-2002, 01:01 AM
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| His hand went straight to the hilt of the sabre as the woman grew more agitated. He saw her free hand move and rest on her thigh - it had to be a dagger under there. "Back off. I never said she should die, or you should have left her. I was surprised that a human would bother to stop and pick up a halfling. I halfway didn't believe you, though I do now. Would you do us both a favor and let your right hand just hang loose? You're making me nervous, and I don't like to be in this kind of a position when you're holding a child. Especially a halfling." He was indeed sweating; he had no desire to get into a fight - let alone kill - with the child in her arms.
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11-22-2002, 01:16 AM
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| Batter up.
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Rayen's heart lept into her throat when she saw the Swordsman grip the hilt of his weapon. Her hand had unconsciously moved to one of her hidden daggers on her right thigh. Immediately, she interpretted her blunder.
"I'll back when you do, Halfing. You've given me no real name, no reason as to why you chased me down, and no reason as to why you groped for you blade. I'll move my hand when I see that the one of my antagonist's has relaxed." she snarled, pulling Talla closer to her as the child gave a characteristic 'Meep!'
If the Swordsman couldn't hear the blood pounding in her ears, she was sure of the fact that she herself could.
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11-22-2002, 01:21 AM
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| Nækos yanked the sabre out when he heard the child's noise. "You block piece of filth," he snarled, "using a halfling child for a shield. I have no reason to give you a name, and I went to the hilt when you stiffened." He was in a low crouch now, blade at garde. "I am unhindered, and a better fighter than you besides. You will not win. I advise you to move your hand and stand down. Now."
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11-22-2002, 01:34 AM
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| Ouch. Score one.
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"I use no child as a shield! Human or non!" Rayen spat. "I'm protecting the girl from the likes of you and your kind! I've done it once and I'll do it again!"
A shuffling sound was heard from behind the Swordsman.
"Swordsman..." a larger man said in a low tone of warning.
"Senyik, back off." the crouching man growled through clenched teeth.
"You back off, Swordsman! I have yet to pull my weapon, and still you crouch!" Rayen stated as levelly as possible. "I stiffened because I have met far too many conspicuous men in back alleys for their own good."
The Swordsman's lip curled.
"Swordsman..." The man named Senyik warned again.
This time, Talla wimpered.
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11-22-2002, 01:42 AM
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| Suddenly Nækos wasn't so sure of himself. What she said made sense. And yet... "I'll believe what you say. But there's still one problem: If you're protecting the child, why are you holding her across your chest? It looks more like she's protecting you. Give her to Senyik and I'll sheathe."
Senyik started to breathe again. This was a bad situation, and Nækos appeared to be coming a little unhinged. Maybe it was everything that had happened in the past few minutes, he didn't know. But this was dangerous behavior.
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11-22-2002, 01:59 AM
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| MY turn!
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"The reason I hold her across my chest is because it's the easiest position to hold her in, and she can't walk without falling. I didn't want your blade thirsting for her innocent blood!" Rayen snapped, glaring at the threatening pose of the halfling.
This seemed to hit home with the Swordsman as his face twitched almost invisibly.
"The child." he snarled. "Hand her to Senyik."
Rayen's mind was awhirl. Trust a guy she had never met with 'her' child, or drop her to the ground. Which was the more attractive option?
The woman's eyes ticked to an approaching figure. A short blonde came bouncing over to Senyik.
"Senyik!" the short pixie shouted, whacking him solidly on the arm.
"Ow!"
"You ran off without me! There's thieves and fighters and smugglers and..." the woman trailed off as she noticed the showdown that was being held.
"Ooh, baby!" she squealed and waltzed straight into the dangerzone without a care.
Rayen seized the opportunity.
"SHE can hold the child." Rayen stated levelly.
The woman's eyes lit up like a child's at Christmas as the black-fuzzed toddler was passed to her.
"Aww...she's cute! What's her name?" the woman asked while turning to the puzzled Swordsman. "She looks kinda like you, Naekos!" she cried.
Both Senyik and the Swordsman groaned at the release of the fighter's real name.
"Larya..." Senyik moaned.
Rayen smiled and laughed. "Her name's Talla. I'm Rayen." she said at the blonde named 'Larya.'
"What a pretty name for a baby girl!" she exclaimed, holding the halfling child up to eye level. Talla meeped again, and when Larya imitated the noise with astounding accuracy, the child smiled broadly and laughed.
"Look guys!" Larya said, turning to face the two men.
Both stood with gaping mouths of disbelief.
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11-22-2002, 02:03 AM
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| I SO win! *does the happy dance, grabs Larya and kisses her on the forehead* You rock!
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11-22-2002, 02:52 AM
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| Do I even want to ASK what you 2 were trying to prove to each other?
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| The queen turned as someone called out. She had seen Naekos and someone who looked like Senyik (she wasnt sure she didnt know him that well...) disappear after a girl carrying what looked like a child and this person was calling her.
"Yes?" Zelda turned to see a man standing before her, he was clutching a very ragged letter sealed with a dark green seal. The queen smiled and then looked closely at the man. She blinked, shook her head and looked again. Yes he was wearing a helmet and yes he did have one green and one blue eye.
"Yes???" the queen was getting impatient, she was coming up towards the part of the tourney she hated, where those she was fencing actually had the potential to beat her. She didnt want to think about losing and what it would entail.
"If you please your majesty, my king has asked me to give you this......" the man spoke quietly, timidly almost.
The queen took the proffered letter and glanced at the seal. It was from the Kingdom of Malvernia, not a place Zelda was actually familar with. Her geography lessons with her father always seemed to degenerate into weapons debates whch ended with them actually testing the weapons to see which were superior.
The queen suddenly came out of her reverie and realised she had better open the letter and see what it said.
She broke the seal and scanned the letter. She smiled and handed the letter back to the man.
"Go and find my attorney, his name is latenight, and give him this. Tell him I said you can stay at the castle and you have access to the archives."
The man smiled and hurried off...
Zelda shook her head and made her way back to the fight rings to find out when, and who her next bout was.
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11-22-2002, 01:27 PM
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| It was late, we were both online, couldn't talk on the phone...decided to have some fun. Lost sleep, but hey, today's only a Friday.
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11-22-2002, 03:46 PM
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| With glee present on his face, Serge walked away from the queen. It seemed that the queen was nice. Nobody was that nice to him. He had to do something to find this latenight guy. But how in this big crowd?
A thought rang out in his mind. He needed to get a bird’s eye view of the place. Who better than his pet phoenix, Jeck?
He cleared his throat and yelled out loud making the crowd look at him strange, “JECK!”
A large bird zoomed through the space between Naekos and Rayen and gained altitude. Then it slowed down where arrows couldn’t reach. After spotting its master, it landed on Serge’s right shoulder.
“Jeck, I want you to look for a guy named latenight. He’s the queen attorney. Go find him,” Serge ordered as Jeck took flight.
The bird spotted Naekos and landed right in front of him. Serge followed the phoenix until he bumped into Naekos.
Looking at Naekos, sorry muttered out of Serge’s mouth. Then he turned to the phoenix, “My friend, wrong person. Try again.”
The phoenix soared back up to search for the person.
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11-22-2002, 05:23 PM
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| We decided that a scrimage of words would be fun. *grins* I SO kicked your butt!
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11-22-2002, 05:39 PM
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| Well, I don't get into word arguements
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Ladys and gentleman, hobos and tramps, Crosseyed misquitos and bulge legged ants I come before you to stand behind you and tell you something I know nothing about: One dark night in broad daylight, two dead soldiers stood up a fight back to back they faced each took out their swords and shot each other the deaf policeman heard this noise and came to arrest the two dead boys if you don't believe this lie is true ask the blind man, he saw it too.
Reach out and tourch someone
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11-22-2002, 05:57 PM
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| It wasn't an argument. It was fun. 
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11-22-2002, 06:14 PM
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| ok. By the way, is Ash my sis?
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Ladys and gentleman, hobos and tramps, Crosseyed misquitos and bulge legged ants I come before you to stand behind you and tell you something I know nothing about: One dark night in broad daylight, two dead soldiers stood up a fight back to back they faced each took out their swords and shot each other the deaf policeman heard this noise and came to arrest the two dead boys if you don't believe this lie is true ask the blind man, he saw it too.
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11-22-2002, 06:39 PM
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| Lady Cristina walked around the tournament grounds without any real purpose. Since everything in town was closed she figured she might as well stay and observe some fights even though she would much rather be actually fighting. Cristina was looking for the queen but couldn't find anyone who looked like roalty. Even odder was occasionly when she walked by people would look her way and incline their heads and step aside for her. At first she figured it was because the thought that she was a contestant but when a few people started to bow to her she realized that they must be mistaking her for someone else. But who?
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11-22-2002, 08:17 PM
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| Threading her way through contastants and spectators alike Lady Cristina finally saw a face she knew. It was her good friend Lady Ciarda. They had been friends since childhood. Lady Cristina made her way towards her friend when she finally reached her and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hello Ciarda, what are you doing here?"
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