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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 14:50:38 GMT -5
Edric's only thought: Two women in the Gold Cloaks headquarters? The world must be coming to an end, and if not, at least the attention span of my men is.
"Terribly boring in fact. These whelps can't wield a sword any better than the babes they leave in the brothels. A very interesting name, Zinaida, from where do you hail?"
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Post by Eliana Dayne on Aug 24, 2012 14:51:58 GMT -5
"Dorne." She grinned. "Would you teach me?" She asked
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 14:55:28 GMT -5
Surprised by the question, Edric responds:
"Well Zinaida, that is not up to me. My services are for the Gold Cloaks and the Gold Cloaks alone. Perhaps you could petition the Captain for a job in our ranks, though the thought of a woman in the guard quarters reminds me of someone throwing wildfire into a forest."
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Post by Eliana Dayne on Aug 24, 2012 14:58:31 GMT -5
Zina laughed and gave a little pout.
"I wouldnt be suitable as a guard. Gold doesnt suit me."
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Post by Ser Edric Reed on Aug 24, 2012 14:59:50 GMT -5
"Well as you can see, gold doesn't suit half the men in these ranks anyways. Isn't that right Damoth?"
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 15:03:26 GMT -5
Damoth's mind was, once again, noticeably preoccupied. It was only when he heard his name that he noticed the knight was talking to him. Or about him, as it were.
"Uh, what Ser? Um, yes Ser. Of course." His cheeks reddening, Damoth stared at his boots, trying to keep his composure.
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 19:09:10 GMT -5
The Captain of the Guard, walks down the stairs. "Yes, Lady Martell, what can the Goldcloaks do for you?" He asks her.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 19:10:53 GMT -5
"Greetings, Captain," Lavinia said, rising and stepping up to the Captain of the Goldcloaks. "Would you perhaps allow a Princess a private word in your office?" She gave him a flirty smile.
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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 19:11:03 GMT -5
Seeing the captain descend down the stairs, Damoth straightened up and tried to keep his eyes of the Dornish girl.
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 19:42:33 GMT -5
"Of course, my Lady. Right this way." He motions to up the stairs.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 19:50:08 GMT -5
Lavinia smiled softly at him and lead the way up the stairs and into his office. Once they had entered she ran a hand over his desk. "It must be a very important task keeping guard of the entire city. You are an admirable man." She winked at the Captain.
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 21:04:23 GMT -5
The Captain coughed. "Uh...thank you, my lady...I do my best." he seats himself.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 21:06:28 GMT -5
Lavinia smirked and walked so she stood behind the Captain's chair, one hand placed on his shoulder and slowly working its way up to this cheek. "It would make me ever so happy to be friends with such an important man as you." She whispered into his ear.
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 21:14:15 GMT -5
(Seduction Roll: 87 Fail)
He coughs, standing up. Well, noble ladies are always one of the first priorities of the Goldcloaks.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 21:16:36 GMT -5
"Oh, I did not mean offense," Lavinia set taking a step back and pouting. "A girl like me, you see, always needs friends to protect her from all the bad people in the world." She took a step closer again and placed a hand on the man's chest, looking up at him seductively. "You would not begrudge a girl that, surely?"
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