Sergey
The "Before" years
Reformed Fighter[M:0]
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Post by Sergey on Jun 25, 2007 1:25:19 GMT -6
Sergey heard the noise and came outside. 'What going- Kraft?! What the heck are you doing? This ain't no picknick, we're here on important business! What were you thinking wandering off?'
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Post by Kraft on Jun 25, 2007 1:45:45 GMT -6
Kraft was quickly looked away from Mae and watched Sergey coming closer and said:
"I was away. I was thirsty and somehow I managed to get into a... barfight when I tried to rob some guy."
Kraft thought this should suffice.
"I tried to get back in before you noticed because I thought... you would punch me silly? Ehehee... no?"
Kraft waited for Sergey to answer.
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Sergey
The "Before" years
Reformed Fighter[M:0]
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Post by Sergey on Jun 25, 2007 7:19:07 GMT -6
'Fine then.' Sergey was far too bored to make a serious problem out of this. he went back into the mansion.
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Post by Kraft on Jun 25, 2007 8:21:15 GMT -6
Kraft relaxed and followed Sergey back inside. He looked one more time down the street and hoped that the scouts would do their job. And then he went looking for Mae.
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Maeleeown
The "Before" years
Conflicted Knight[M:0]
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Post by Maeleeown on Jun 25, 2007 21:22:18 GMT -6
Mae nearly threw the rock back at him as Kraft followed Sergey inside but decided to stay outside to get rid off some off the excess energy she stored up from worrying about him.
"Stupid thief...stupid plan..stupid curiosity...stupid dress!" Kicking out once more at the make shift dummy she had made out of some old rags in a shed she had found, Mae nearly flipped onto her back because the dress tangled in her legs. Teeth gritted she screamed softly in frustration as she did indeed lose her balance and fell onto her back.
"This is the last bloody time I bloody," cursing vehemently and multiple times, "let people pick my outfit!" Batting at the dress she looked quite a comical sight crimson hair falling in her face, her face red from anger and exercise and her arms were flailing at her dress like a hundred bees were attacking her.
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Post by Kraft on Jun 26, 2007 7:56:27 GMT -6
"Eeerrr, highness? Is everything allright? Ehehe..." Kraft said while looking at Mae.
She looked ridiculous. And Kraft liked it. He helped her back up. While grinning madly.
"Hehe...eeeeh. Okay. Sorry. Oh, it went well by the way. I think I've got it covered." Kraft said.
He suddenly felt very tired and decided to freshen up and take care of that wound he had.
"Could you help? I think it might need stitches."
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Maeleeown
The "Before" years
Conflicted Knight[M:0]
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Post by Maeleeown on Jun 26, 2007 23:10:52 GMT -6
"Would you PLEASE stop calling me highness. I am and never was or never will be royalty." She let him help her up but did it grudgingly.
"Good you better have let them no not to kill me, or track me like the others. I don't want you going behind my back, pick pocket." She rushed to him at the sudden realization that he was hurt and took a look at his wounds.
"I'll go get Jacques!" Then realizing her mistake she bit her lip "I mean yeah, I'm the healer I'll take care of it. What would a stupid night know?" She gently pulled at his arm careful of his wounds and led him to a bench near the garden to look at his wounds.
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Post by Kraft on Jun 27, 2007 11:28:16 GMT -6
"Hehe, that's a nice change of attitude..." Kraft said.
"...your highness." Kraft smiled and laughed briefly.
His head really hurt. He hoped she was good at fixing him.
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Maeleeown
The "Before" years
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Post by Maeleeown on Jun 28, 2007 0:13:33 GMT -6
"Stop laughing it makes you move. Now where all are you hurt?" She peaked and poked at the ones she saw sometimes poking harder than needed.
"I'll go ask the staff for some clean linen and alcohol and a needle and thread. Some of this looks pretty bad. I'll also need a block of wood for you to bite on while I sew you up otherwise you'll damage your teeth." Mae rushed off and ordered the staff around in quick curt orders just like she was raised to do by her father. Hurrying back with an armload of supplies and a servant carrying hot water she sat next to Kraft again.
"Thank you Jessibelle, you may go back to the house I can handle this." The servant left with a bow and Mae turned her full attention to his wounds. I can do this...I can do this...I'M Not A HEALER! Jacques is the healer! Ohhh....
"I'm going to clean the wounds first with water then pour alcohol on them. It'll hurt like the thing dickens so be prepared." She started cleaning the wounds gently now with no poking.
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Post by Kraft on Jun 28, 2007 1:35:23 GMT -6
"Ouch, watch out. That stings." Kraft was whining while Mae was cleaning his wound. And when she eventually put a piece of wood between his teeth he kept on whining.
"Drrammrit wrromarrn rrr ryourr ourrtr of yorurrr minrd?" He said. But he was very grateful she was doing this. The last time Kraft had a serious wound he had walked around with it for a week before it got stitched. Maybe he'll thank Mae one of these days by stealing something for her. That counts. No?
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Maeleeown
The "Before" years
Conflicted Knight[M:0]
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Post by Maeleeown on Jun 28, 2007 11:19:29 GMT -6
"Stop complaining." Mae had nearly all of the big wounds stitched up now and was focusing on the smaller wounds by bandaging them and rubbing soothing herbs on them.
"There this should be good for now. Don't do anything to aggravate the wounds now, or the stitches. They're still fresh okay? No more disappearing and getting in fights until these heal a bit alright?" She tied off the last bandage and smiled warmly.
"All set?"
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Post by Kraft on Jun 28, 2007 12:44:07 GMT -6
"All set." Kraft smiled.
"Mae."
He didn't feel like joking or dissing the girl. Right now he was just grateful that she helped him. He was searching for words to thank her. And clumsly he added:
"Well, eh, thanks Mae. Really. Thanks." He touched his head again.
"That's going to leave a mark, no?" Kraft asked. And grinning he added:
"I heard girls totally dig that. Hahaha! Let's go. Mae." And he smiled.
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Post by Matthias on Jun 28, 2007 17:36:49 GMT -6
Several of Marzius's oldest advisors had been trying to convince him that he'd made a poor decision in trusting the new arrivals. Marzius nodded along, mumbling appropriate answers as needed. He was certain the new arrivals were going to have difficulty, and he was determined to at least soften the blow. Finally, the stream of courtiers ran out.
Marzius beckoned a servant over, whispered in his ear, giving him precise directions. The king owed Marzius a favor, and the mage lord had every intention of calling it in.
OoC: I'm in scout camp, currently. I've taken over someone else's computer, and am typing furiously. Sorry if I messed up somewhere, and I'm going to try and be on a little more often. I'm most certainly not gone.
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Post by Alexia on Jun 28, 2007 18:03:54 GMT -6
Alexia, for her part, had headed for a private room. Once there, she removed the knight's crest from her possessions and studied it. The intricate emblem drew her, and she heard the sounds of all the battles she'd fought in. Had she really worked her way to this point? Doubtless her skills had improved much since she'd left Pherae with her mentor. By now she'd grown to veteran status. But was she really at the level of Marcus, and others like him? Did she truly deserve this honor, after letting so many die or fall away? Matthias and Calis both lay in graves, and she'd done nothing for either. Lumino had abandoned their cause, and she hadn't been able to convince him to stay. Did someone like that really deserve to be a paladin?
Of course, if she achieved that status, perhaps she could prevent other deaths. Her lance and sword had served in that purpose, and she honored the ideals of the knights of Pherae. It was time. She pressed the crest against her breast, and felt the power surge through her, transforming her forever.
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Maeleeown
The "Before" years
Conflicted Knight[M:0]
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Post by Maeleeown on Jun 28, 2007 22:57:31 GMT -6
She blinked at his nervousness and clumsy words and guessed he wasn't used to asking for help. "Don't worry about it." Mae smiled then noticed he'd actually used her name. She halfway reached for the wound on his head but stopped.
"Uh, don't worry about that. We can use herbs to lessen the scar. But if you want to look Manly then keep it. I don't know what girls think about scars and how attractive they are but...some might think it handsome." She stood and led the way back into the mansion.
"The way you're bandaged up you look like an experiment or some zombie!" She joked smiling and laughing her deep blue eyes bright.
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