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Subject: Author: Lady Bianca [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:13:59 04/15/01 Sun ^^Taking her time she rode astride no horse, nor cart as she arrived. She walked taking her dear sweet time, no reason to rush. Her long auburn curls lay tiredly sweeping across her bare back and shoulders. Several flowers slipped into the mess of glistening curls. The crowd was small and perhaps someone would provide her with amusement, since she was unable to herself. Her creamy complexion stung pink with the chilled air. The rosey cheekbones accenting the dress of a smiliar shade. The long rose coloured skirts slipped along the ground, now shabby and dirty the rest of her appearance was nothing short of sublime. Her face adorned a plastered smile, each corner of lips having a life of its own. One tipped upward while the other barely having the energy to free it's self from the bony grasp of the creeping frown. Her icey gaze encloses all around her and she allows the upset corner of lips to rise again in a small smile as she spots the little girl from the tor who had been earlier sneaking cookies. Her long black eyelashes fluttered closed for a moment taking in the smell of the wilderness and running stream. Casting a glance to the now growing crowd she slips against a tree, hands grasped behind her bare back, knees bent slightly and gaze fixed on the ground.^^ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date The dark lord slips over, ebon silks rustling lightly as he leans against the tree beside her. Languidly crossing his heel over the other, he gives a slight smirk. A glass of sherry is in his free hand, though the other is on his sword hilt. He glances back to Darian, willing himself that now is not the time. Instead he turns to the lady. "Quite a party, isn't it, Milady? Can I interest you in a drink?" (NT) Lord MordanVielen 12:58:16 04/15/01 Sun ^^Licking her ruby lips casually before she speaks, she looks up to him hesitantly with her blue polar gaze. "Surely My lord. I am Lady Bianca," Nods politely, somewhat intimidated by this mans granduer air. Her free hand flys to brush the glistening tresses from her thin face. Lips still pressed tersly together.^^ (NT) -- Lady Bianca, 13:09:30 04/15/01 Sun He smiles again, dark eyes flicking to the bar. "And what would the Lady like?" His hand still rests on the glimmering sword, but his eyes do not acknowledge Darian and his 'friend'... (NT) -- Lord MordanVielen, 13:29:37 04/15/01 Sun ^^To her own suprise she reaches out to touch his arm as she speaks to him. "Forgive me, I wish of any vintage of white wine, but sir, you did not tell me your name!" The corner of her lip curls upward tenativly and she pulls her hand back to her side timidly. Glancing to where he was looking her orbs sensed nothing abnormal so she chose not to ask. ^^ (NT) -- Lady Bianca, 13:34:13 04/15/01 Sun A rarely seen genuine smile crosses his features, and he gives a slight bow - more of an inclination. "I am Lord MordanVielen, Milady. Forgive me rudeness." His dark eyes spark for a fleeting moment before he hails a server. "White wine - your best, if you please." He turns back to the lady, the smile still lingering... (NT) -- Lord MordanVielen, 13:38:40 04/15/01 Sun ^^Her windstung cheeks still burn red...^^ -- Lady Bianca, 13:48:34 04/15/01 Sun "Ah -" he comments as the wine arrives. Taking the glass, he presents it to the lady. He smiles again, before correcting it. This 'Hogwen' was very different...What was it that made him smile so much - to become friendly with people he would normally shun? He looked distracted, before shaking it off. Taking a sip of the raspberry-coloured sherry, his eyes swept the dancing couples with seeming disinterest...He didn't dance at many functions... (NT) -- Lord MordanVielen, 13:52:21 04/15/01 Sun ^^Taking the glass from his grasp her glare narrows over the edge of the wine glass. She too looks over the crowd and sighs contently, for this is as much excitement as she was used to in these days that left her so weak. Looks down and rubs her head between her forefinger and thumb. "Forgive me, lets see. Where have you traveled from?"^^ (NT) -- Lady Bianca, 13:59:28 04/15/01 Sun ((OOC: lalalalala URG I g2g....C ya later....Happy Easter!!!)) (NT) -- MordanVielen's playa AKA Natalina, 13:59:29 04/15/01 Sun Bye bye! (NT) -- AKA (literally, those are my initials...), 14:00:30 04/15/01 Sun