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Old 08-31-2002, 08:40 PM   #189
mistral4543
Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice
 

Join Date: September 5, 2001
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Jonathan

As he enters the room with Natasha, he flashes his brilliant white teeth again, nothing Horace's disgruntled demeanour, as well as the deliberately bored look on Ewan's face ~ Damnation! Natasha had better do something fast... ~ And he gently squeezes his wife's hand ~ "Thank you for responding to my call, gentlemen. I bring you news of the utmost importance."

Horace

"And when have you ever brought anything, otherwise?" ~ His voice booms, heralding the start of a rather awkward silence ~ "Name me just one instance when you haven't called ME, at least, due to 'news of the utmost importance'." ~ He gives another customary snort, and folds his arms, looking away to his left.


Natasha

Immediately, she glides over to Horace ~ "My dear Lord Horace, surely you would not turn down news when it has not been heard?" ~ Her soft voice pleads ~ "I beg of you, lend my husband a ear and make your own judgement after that." ~ Falling on her knees ~ "I beg you..." ~ And voice turns teary.


Horace

He draws back from her silky smooth hands, as if his hands have been scalded. Yet, feeling the burning stares of the remaining men upon his back, his cheeks turn scarlett and he has no choice but to reach out and hold her wrists, lifting her to her feet ~ "I er... you're putting me in a spot, milady." ~ Mumbling, he shuffles his feet ~ "You make me out to be the villain here."


Rupert

"Which you certainly are, my dear chap." ~ He dispels the tension with a hearty laugh, walking over to Natasha's side ~ "Forgive this uneducated warrior, Lady Natasha. He means well, but etiquette was never his strength." ~ Here he lowers his voice so that it is barely audible ~ "If you would allow me, I would make up to you all his heinous sins in abusing you so..." ~ Runs a finger down her left arm, as if it were the most natural thing for him to do.


Jonathan

His stone expression lapses after a second, a second too late for he catches Ewan's barely suppressed smirk. It is a brief struggle, indeed; then he lets a breath out slowly and walks over to the group ~ "Friends would forgive one another for any misdeeds, Rupert." ~ His tone was ironic and he strove to turn it relaxed ~ "Now, are you ready to hear my news or not?"

Ewan

"I am interested in ANYTHING you have to say, Jonathan." ~ He smiles lazily, first at Jonathan, then at Natasha ~ "Your welfare is of the utmost importance to me." ~ He shoots an ardent look at the latter.


Natasha

Flushing under the silent rebuke from her husband, she struggles to maintain her cheery composure while extracting herself from Rupert's tentacle ~ "Good! We are all agreed." ~ Stifling a scream as she feels another wanton tentacle roving about ~ "Jonathan, my dearest, you ought to get on with your message."


Jonathan

"Indeed." ~ Involuntarily, he fixes his gaze on Horace ~ "My claims are being challenged." ~ Then zooming in on Ewan with a glint in his eye ~ "You know what it means, gentlemen. If I fall, so do you." ~ Passing his wife's flushed face, he clenches his fists ~ "The paladins led by Sir Bors and Lady Galadria, I believe, will be making their way here. We must be prepared."

Rupert

"Prepared for what?" ~ He feigns a scoff, finally releasing Natasha ~ "Is this Lady Galadria a hot dish, just like N..." ~ Then remembers himself and smoothly picks another name ~ "...Natalie, my niece?" ~ He purses his lips for a moment ~ "For indeed if she is..."


Horace

"Enough of this nonsense!" ~ Barking, he points an accusatory finger at Ewan and Rupert ~ "All this frivolity when danger is at hand!" ~ He shakes his head in disgust ~ "Are you men or not?!" ~ Ignoring the wistful look that crosses Natasha's lovely face.


Ewan

"One must keep one's spirits up in times of crisis, Horace." ~ His voice is cool ~ "As for whether I am a man or not..." ~ He glances at Natasha deliberately ~ "... perhaps your ladyship would care to comment on that?"


Rupert

"Enough, already." ~ His face a picture of seriousness now, he faces Jonathan ~ "That was just a bit of friendly reunion, Jonathan, which I trust you will not take to heart, being the gentleman that you are." ~ Stroking his own chin thoughtfully ~ "I've heard of those two. Formidable foes indeed. What do you intend to do with them?"


Jonathan

"This is what I have in mind..."
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