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Subject: *Unnerved...* Author: Arya [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:43:26 04/15/01 Sun *she leans against her mare, having lost Tierney in the crowd. Fingers brush against the femme's muzzle, lulling the rust-hued mare to lat long lashes droop. Turning, the woman brushes aurburn tresses from her face, and dove-grey eyes gaze around at the others. When she was still in her father's manor, it was never she who charmed the guests. Then again, it was Sansa her parents had loved. The weight of the past pressed on her chest until she felt closed in. Gaze turned away, only to find another man... Alexandre... retreating in the same manner. She takes a step towards him, then stops. He is likely to want no company, so she moves to the other side of a small stand of trees where the noise is dulled to relax...* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ~*~He dismounts in a slow manor ~*~ (inside...i was 70 over) Alexandre 17:50:03 04/15/01 Sun hhhhhhmmmm >>>>>>>>> -- PS, 18:02:00 04/15/01 Sun Re: hhhhhhmmmm >>>>>>>>> -- Heh...take a wild guess, 18:06:27 04/15/01 Sun *grins at PS* You poor poor squirrel... judging newbies. Tsk tsk. (NT) -- Crissytal, 18:06:47 04/15/01 Sun (Grin pounce* CRIS!!!!!! Tis Manda!!!..*Grin and point* Alexandre is my new char...for once..i vow he will have nothing to do with the Diablo Plot!!!!) (NT) -- Manda, 18:18:55 04/15/01 Sun *she can hear small gaps of their conversation... not enough to understand, but enough to hear the tome in his voice. Strangely enough, it sounded much like her own at times. Untying her mare, she whispered softly to the mare as she led her a bit farther up the river to drink... now her curiosity was roused as to who this man was...* Come now, Tryst... let's get some water, shall we? (NT) -- Arya, 18:02:33 04/15/01 Sun ~*~He moves into a low crouch at seeing the young lady, his head held to the side, he listens intently, eyes move to his horse, the crimson charger grazes as though nothing was a miss, He could not let himself be seen like this, he was a theif and in beshevaled condition, he knows he must look a fright, he runs a hand through his hair once more, clearing it from his eyes, remaining in the shadows where he feels he may as well belong, a smile crosses his lips as his eyes take in her beauty~*~ -- Alexandre De`Von, 18:17:14 04/15/01 Sun Inside>>> -- Arya, 18:25:38 04/15/01 Sun (over again!!) *~~> -- Alexandre, 18:30:29 04/15/01 Sun *Teeth graze her lower lip in anger at herself, as well as in nervous habit. Taking two steps forward, her gaze trying to meet his, she speaks.* Forgive me... It was not my intention to startle your stallion. My... I... *yet again, the simple reminder of why she was no longer Lady Arya of House Stark. Cursing herself, she leaves the mare to her own wanderings and slowly steps closer* I had not meant to disturb you. Is your mount hurt? (NT) -- Arya, 18:40:37 04/15/01 Sun (over 200 words over....wow)*~~> -- Alexandre, 18:48:08 04/15/01 Sun Inside (yet again) -- Arya, 19:00:35 04/15/01 Sun ~*~He smiles and nods~*~ "Simply Alexandre...or even Alex will do...I perfer it that way..." ~*~He looks back to his horse and runs a hand over the elegent neck~*~ "You are here for that party i gather.....?" ~*~he figured it must be true, for there seemed to be no others like himself about at the moment~*~ (NT) -- Alexandre, 19:06:38 04/15/01 Sun Well Alex... I wish I could give you some less formal nickname for me, but my name appears to be short enough already. If you can think of something, you are welcome to it... *dove grey eyes dance lightly as coral-tinted lips turn upwards in laughter* I was actually down at the river today... enjoying the view, conversing with a few friends. But I stayed to watch the sunset and in a way became wrapped up in the activity here. And you? (NT) -- Arya, 19:14:41 04/15/01 Sun ~*~He looks down once more and sighs~*~ "i guess....you cvould say i am passing through....Though it is much more than that..." ~*~He twists a few strands of the horse's mane in his fingers out of nervousness~*~ (NT) -- Alexandre, 19:20:09 04/15/01 Sun If you have the energy, I have the time. *she sighed softly. She knew she would be opening herself up for his questions, but they had eaten away at her for too long for her to care. She motions towards the soft enbankment overlooking the river. * Would you care to join me? (NT) -- Arya, 19:23:12 04/15/01 Sun (soory gotta go...catch u tomorrow) (NT) -- Manda, 19:37:42 04/15/01 Sun