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Post by Willow on Jan 19, 2014 22:43:24 GMT -6
Willow blushed a deep red at Yashi's question, and began to stammer.
"Um, well... Oya... Well, he kind of saved my life, you know? I'm very grateful to him... He cared for me, and brought me food, and water, and listened to me when we traveled, and helped Storm across streams, and watched over me, and, well, um... he's pretty strong and cute, you know. I guess you could say I like him a lot, Yashi."
Willow slid slightly behind Oya, as if to hide from Yashi's personal questions. "Oya, what would YOU call us?" she teased.
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Post by Oya on Jan 19, 2014 22:53:59 GMT -6
“She is my woman”, spoke Oya bluntly. A great blush crossed his face as he said the words. Yashi could not help but see a woman standing in front of her. Oya womanly face threw her off for a moment. The whole situation however caused Yashi to blush a bit before she snapped herself back to reality.
“Oya can I ask you a question”, asked the maiden.
“You already did, but go ahead”, spoke Oya. Yashi frowned a bit from his smart remark.
“Oya how old are you”, she asked.
“16”, spoke Oya. “I am old enough to be a man.” Oya already knew were this conversation was going. He could tell form Yashi’s face what she was going to ask next.
“Willow I hope you don’t mind me asking , but how old are you”, asked yashi?
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Post by Willow on Jan 19, 2014 23:01:08 GMT -6
...How could she! Willow was quite miffed, but at the same time elated over Oya's response. Confident that St. Elimine would guide her and her newfound love interest, she frankly and honestly answered Yashi's question.
"Thirty-two."
"Does it matter, though, Yashi?" Willow countered. "We're both old enough to make our own decisions... And if Oya wants to be with me, it'll take an army to tear us apart. I would never let anything bad happen to him. And I'm sure he feels the same way about me, don't you?"
With that, Willow hugged Oya tightly and smiled. Turning back to Yashi, she said seriously, "I understand your concern... But Oya is my man, and I'll die before I hurt him. I hope you can understand."
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Post by Oya on Jan 19, 2014 23:20:58 GMT -6
“Of course”, spoke Oya towards Willow comment. “Yashi I love Willow and that is the end to it”, spoke Oya, though he was starting to feel guilty about the situation. He was the one who started the plague. Still however he did take care of willow. That was no lie.
“Hartmut help my family”, spoke Yashi. “First Buto and gramps and now Oya. Whatever I wash my hands to this”, spoke the maiden. “I am sure you did not come all the way here to tell me about how much you love each other”, spoke Yashi.
‘Maybe”, spoke Oya messing with his cousin. “Actually I came here to see if we had some family records. I was doing some research on our blood line and wanted to know if there was any to be found.”
“Family records”, spoke Yashi as she began to think. “I would say they would be in Gramp’s old room, but I lent that room to Lisa. When I am done with my duties for the day I will go in and get anything that could be of use.”
“Don’t worry about it”, spoke Oya. “I can get it myself.”
“Oh no you don’t”, spoke Yashi as a serious expression crossed her face. “A man should never enter into a woman’s room unless they are invited. You may look like a woman when your hair is down Oya, but you are not. Don’t go into that room just wait for me to come home.”
“Ok”, spoke Oya. Yashi had practically gotten into his face when she spoke. The maiden threw him a key and then gave him a glare. Gramps room was off limits for now thought Oya.
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Post by Willow on Jan 19, 2014 23:29:52 GMT -6
"Wow," Willow thought... It seemed like the whole family was spicy and feisty. Well, at least Yashi acknowledged their feelings. As she saw the key twinkle through the air, Willow could tell that the waiting would bother Oya. And plus... Lisa... Willow wanted any dirt she could get.
"We'll let you work," she said to Yashi respectfully. Pulling Oya with one arm and Storm with the other, she walked away from the healer and whispered to Oya "I'll go in the room for you. Just tell me what you need, dear, and I'll get it for you..."
Throwing a last glance at Yashi, Willow winked at her and playfully said to Oya, "Alrighty, let's do some digging!"
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Post by Oya on Jan 20, 2014 10:10:39 GMT -6
“Willow you are a genius”, spoke Oya as he process everything she said. He could not go in there, but Willow could. “Well”, spoke Oya as he began to think of what he needed. “If I remember correctly Grandfather’s room was the one filled with the old suits of armor. He was kind of a military nut. But where would he keep his old journals”, spoke Oya aloud thinking to himself. The boy snapped his fingers. “The back closet. Willow”, spoke Oya as he turned towards the maiden. “I think the stuff I am looking for would probably be in the back closet. It would in a draw underneath a suit of deep purple armor. It should be some notes, letters, and some old documents. That is the information I need.”
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Post by The Madness on Jan 20, 2014 13:32:53 GMT -6
Oleg huffed, beginning to wobble into the town known as little rock. He was at this point sober, still having the bag of loot on his back as he arrived to the town. "Peaceful, finally." He then slowly looked around, heading towards what seemingly seemed the town shop, ready to sell his loot and get it off of his hands as soon as he could. Then, he would drink like a god and get some sleep. "Heh.. I should do this again sometime." He opened the shop door, walking in.
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Post by Willow on Jan 20, 2014 17:18:05 GMT -6
Willow smiled happily. Helping Oya out would give her the perfect opportunity to root through Lisa’s room, and who knows…? Maybe she’d find some good dirt to throw at her. Such nerve, trying to steal her Oya. Hmmph. Suddenly, a feeling of deja-vu washed over her, and she shuddered as a small chill ran down her spine. Looking around, she saw nothing unusual -- children playing, people talking, a man walking into the shop with a bag of goods -- everything you’d expect in a normal town.
“Hmm,” Willow muttered. “What a strange feeling. Okay, Oya,” she she said brightly, “Let’s go find those documents!”
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Lisa Aurora
Recruit
When you give your word on the lance, you give your word on your Honor.
Posts: 63
Profession: Blacksmith and Lance for Hire.
OoC Alias: The Crimson Rose
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Post by Lisa Aurora on Jan 20, 2014 19:02:57 GMT -6
Lisa had finished another load of swords and Axes to be stocked on the smith's sale floor. But she had them hidden for when he got in the next day. Letting the forge cool down, she would grab her armour and iron lance and begin the walk back towards Yashi's house since she was now tired. Lisa's arms were sore from all the hammering that she had been doing the whole day. Alot of the village's men and a few women wanted to talk to her, but she didn't pay no heed to them as she walked so she could wash up, eat and get some sleep. She was now half way there when she stopped at a vendor that was just about to close until she popped her head in to buy some food with the money that she had earned. Smiling at the female vendor, she held onto her bag of food which had apples, pears, lettuce, Cabbage, carrots, some veal and two bottles of water. Walking back now she marched forward.
In the room she was sleeping in, she only had personal items under the pillow that she rested on. It being a golden knecklase that had the symbol of a dragon circling around a ruby heart. A few letters that were her father's to lisa's mother. Love letters, gotta love a sweet poetic man who's trying to woe you into marrying him. Near the desk she had her helmet standing straight up as it had scorch markings and even a few deep gashes in the back of it. It was amazing she didn't die from the attack. But anyone seeing it would see that she was a tough woman able to withstand such abuse.
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Post by Oya on Jan 20, 2014 19:03:42 GMT -6
“Oya and willow entered into the house. Oya pointed her towards the room and walked around the house towards the back. It had been quite a while since Oya had visted Buto and Yashi home, but he remembered one thing over all others about their home and that was their bath. OH he loved there bath. Bathing was one of Oya great pleasures. Being born and raised on a pirate ship he had little opportunity to bath when they were out at sea as fresh water was precious and in short supply. Whenever they hit land Oya was the first to hit the tub. He enjoyed the feeling of hot water and the clean feeling that came afterwards.
Oya started the fire under the stone tub and pulled the water from the river. He filled the tub with the cool liquid and waited for the water to heat. As soon as the steam began to rise Oya got in. He took a deep breath and allowed the euphoria roll over him. “Nothing like a hot bath”, spoke Oya as willow did her work.
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Post by Willow on Jan 20, 2014 22:05:31 GMT -6
As Oya wandered off, Willow quietly opened the door to Lisa's room, sneaking inside and softly shutting it exactly as it was before. With a soft sigh, she ignored her nagging conscience and looked around the room. "Heh," she chuckled dryly, "Not much fashion sense here." Her keen eyes noted a damaged helmet sitting like a sentry and a peculiar lump in the pillow. Lifting it, she found a brilliant ruby necklace and a handful of old letters. Willow, resisting all temptation with a huge effort, lowered the pillow and turned away, sighing and praying to St. Elimine to make her rival disappear.
Making her way to the rear closet, she opened the top drawer, then the middle, and finally -- in the bottom drawer, she found a battered suit of dark purple armor. "Aha," she muttered, and, shifting the armor, found a sizable pile of papers. Willow took them all in her arm and turned away, forgetting to close the drawer. Sighing, happy and satisfied, she made her way toward the door of the room.
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Post by The Madness on Jan 21, 2014 8:01:40 GMT -6
Oleg huffed a bit, closing the door behind himself as he came out of the shop with some gold in hand. He got a good price from what he had looted, walking over to the bar as he was ready to spend it all on some food and wine. He whistled happily, before feeling a sense of Deja Vu. As if he had been or seen someone here.. "Must be my wine sense." He chuckled, wobbling to the bar.
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Lisa Aurora
Recruit
When you give your word on the lance, you give your word on your Honor.
Posts: 63
Profession: Blacksmith and Lance for Hire.
OoC Alias: The Crimson Rose
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Post by Lisa Aurora on Jan 21, 2014 19:36:35 GMT -6
Lisa reached the house. Turning the knob, she would feel that it was unlocked. 'Eh, maybe she's home still.' Opening the door, she could smell and feel the heat from the bath. Thinking to herself again, 'And she's most likely in the tub. I won't disturb her peace time. Better take this armour off though.' Placing the bag on the table as she went towards her bedroom, she would see a shadow underneath the door as the figure was now on the other side. Taking out her Iron lance, she thought it was a thief that broke in without yashi knowing. Swallowing hard, she would reach her hand out towards the door and pulled it open to show that the person was the Valkyrie that she had met earlier, Willow. Now glarring at willow, her eyes would go towards her pillow that she rested on and saw that it was disturbed. The emerald green eyes looked right back at the woman before her as her lance was aiming at her.
"What are you doing in my bedroom Ms. Willow? Did Yashi give you promition to enter my personal space?" Anger began to catch hold of her as she slowly moved foreard towards willow Forcing her to back up since Willow's hands were full of different stuff that Lisa didn't know about nor did she care at this moment. The fact that her personal space was now violated by a Jealous woman was bad enough, but for her to go snooping through the room was even worse. If Lisa wasn't to get the truth, then she might as well impale her in the stomach to teach the woman a lesson in Manners. But she would hold off from attacking.
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Post by Oya on Jan 21, 2014 19:53:47 GMT -6
Oya was busy enjoying his bath when he heard the commotion. Oh no thought the pirate as he pulled himself out the tub. No one had to tell him what was going on. He pretty much figured it out. Willow got caught snooping through the room. Unknown to him the situation was a bad as it was. Still Oya acted with haste. He was not going to let Willow get in trouble for his idea. Well actually it was Willow’s idea, but Oya still had to do something.
The pirate dried off his lower body and put on his new pair of pants. He was in a rush so he left his shirt in the bathing area. Leaving the pirates muscular scared torso exposed. “Hold on a second”, spoke Oya as he rushed into the house. He walked in and saw Lisa holding a lance and pointing at Willow. “Willow”, Oya shouted as he saw the situation.
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Post by Willow on Jan 21, 2014 20:08:14 GMT -6
Willow's eyes narrowed in anger as the young woman pointed her lance at her. With one arm occupied, Willow discreetly charged a powerful bolt of light magic. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to use it, but if she felt any more threatened, she wouldn't hesitate to blast the woman out of the room.
"Look here, Lisa," Willow snapped. "I'm gathering documents for Oya, as you can see. I'd HIGHLY advise you move aside... Otherwise..." At this point, she raised her right arm, exposing a brilliantly gleaming orb, suffused with light and crackling with energy. "Otherwise," she continued, "You just might find out that I'm a little more than a cleric."
Sapphire eyes met her emerald ones as she stonily stared the woman down, light orb at the ready. Suddenly, Oya burst in and grabbed Lisa's lance. Willow, angry and not thinking clearly, reacted.
"Oya, STOP!" she yelled. "This is between this man-stealer and me. If she wants a fight, I'll give her one she'll never forget!"
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