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Author: Nitasha |
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Date Posted: 22:15:09 05/28/05 Sat In reply to: Baylina 's message, ".bleed." on 20:01:30 05/28/05 Sat listening quietly to the lady's words relaxing slightly as no disapproval was shown in her lady's features, Tasha shifts forward slightly with growing interest. the basket forgotten for the moment, her attention turning to the fea's hands as she reached for the weapons Tasha knew she had with her. pools widening and frame flinching when she brought them out fully expecting to be killed for her questions. a gasp given even as she held her trembling hands out, knowing it was what the female wanted. fingers pressed tight to each other, palms out stretched flat, her glance almost pleading though she relaxes slightly to her gentle words accepting the weapons. attention turning to the weapons in hand. the fingers of one hand turning to slide over the flat of one blade carefully, glance returning to the other in surprise. she having expected to see the blood of the guard upon it, not remembering seeing the lady clean them. breath shallow with her careful attention still a bit wary of the weapons in hand. her voice soft with a slight hint of worry. hesitation in her last words knowing the penalty should she be over heard talking bad about those above her. you kill only to protect?.. or for the fun like.. the guards? wishing to understand what this girl was talking of though she wondered why the men could not do the protecting as they did here. she having never had a weapon in her hands in all her 6 years. the feel cold and scary though she remained brave waiting for the lady to take them back. she sure that should Kyran see her with them she would be beaten to death, the thought not one of the most appealing nor comforting one. lips moving as if to speak though she thought better of it her glance dropping slightly, she still to fearful to ask the questions she longed to ask. one in particular scaring her a bit the yearning to learn almost getting the best of her. the fea so gentle and caring making her want to please her and to learn from her, it having been a long time since she had been with a kind mistress. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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