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Date Posted: 18:04:27 04/09/06 Sun
Author: Peeps
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Scottish people and one American 's message, "inside" on 17:28:43 04/09/06 Sun

(He cleared his throat, effectively put in place by Nellie's expression. He knew better then to keep talking when she looked at him like that, it would mean weeks of reliving the moment ever time she opened her mouth. He wasn't comfortable with any of this and to be honest, he was bitter about conceeding the victory of rescuing his niece to a Wallace.. the son of the man that took his brother from him. Just having him around made him feel the pain of losing Malcolm all over again.. a pain he had never allowed himself to face.) (He was used to being told off by the women in the keep, but coming from Nellie it was a rare experience and he couldn't help the way he looked at her. Comparing him to his father was a low blow, and he had a feeling she knew it was.. and he wasn't sure how he felt about being taught a lesson in front of everyone. His eyes narrowed and his jaw set, the younger MacGregor insolently brought his gaze to Gavin as though suggesting he put Nellie in her place. It was a fleeting thought, and born out of frustration, but it was there nonetheless. Knowing he would get no help, he looked at Nellie again.) Tis nay the point, Nell, and ye know it. Tha' man worked with his da, how can we be sure he's nay doin it now? (He moved his gaze to the couple and crossed his arms over his chest. He might be the shorter of the men in the room, but he definitely made up for it in pure muscular strength and a steely gaze that asked for no arguments, only answers.) (He swallowed, his arms moving around Mairah as she turned into his chest, anger growing in him as he felt the frustration in her. He could tell from the way the men were behaving that the taller of the two MacGregor's was Laird of Balmoral, and that the younger was merely an overprotective bulldog.. though he decided it would be best to remain at least arms length from him at all times. He frowned as the pregnant lass spoke in an indignant tone, wondering what she had said and why it appeared that no one was listening to her.. it bothered him that they were so focused on his apparent crime of being born that they were neglecting to speak to her. He lowered his head to speak to Mairah again, confused by the english.) What is the lass talking about? (He asked her in his low brogue, his breath running over her neck as he spoke. As she turned to address the Laird, he let his hands shift to fold together over her stomach, leaning his weight on one foot. He found in these sorts of situations it was best to just play dumb and keep his mouth shut than to expend energy trying to convince idiots that he was innocent. As Dageus spoke, his gaze moved to the shorter man and his eyes narrowed, simply staring him down as though daring him to keep talking. Dageus might be the strongest man at Balmoral - but he had never come face to face with Griogair.. and he was a much larger man.) (He felt like he was counselor at a camp for insolent youth. He let go of his patience finally and got to his feet again.) All of you, just shut up. (He said in english, in a very Laird-like tone that had the wolfhounds lifting their heads and wagging their tails in hope of a fight.) I don't want to hear any more of this, we do not attack our guests. (He said and looked at Dageus, then at Gavin. When his brother went to speak back, he shook his head.) Enough, Dageus. (He said in the same dangerous tone, then looked to Mairah.) Aye, we'll have Nell lead ye up to yer rooms.. when and if yer ready to talk, we will discuss things o'er dinner. (He said in a warm, friendly tone, speaking of the elderly maid that oversaw the rest of the maids. He had a feeling that the lad wasn't as bad as everyone was making him out to be as well, perhaps it was just a gut feeling.. but he was willing to side with it for now.)

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