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mistral4543 · 08-08-2006, 08:51 PM

Tucked away in an obstrusive corner of the east wing, two men - one in his late twenties, and the other in his early twenties - were preparing to call it a day.

"What do you think of that pretty young girl, Bernard? You know, the one who saved his Lordship's life."

"Ah, you noticed her as well." Bernard shot his friend a competitive smile. "A born charmer, Edgar, A born charmer." Taking out his pipe, he began to smoke keenly, as if the cloud puffs he produced could reconjure the image of she whom they were speaking of.

"Her name's Esaha, did you know that?" Yet the boast turned sour as Edgar seemed to regret this revelation. Hurrying on, he continued. "Has she left the compound already? I didn't see her this afternoon and evening."

Bernard's eyebrows arched as a lazy smile crept upon his lips. "You can't be everywhere at the same time, now, can you?" The smile widened into a grin. "I saw her."

"You saw her?!" Edgar practically yelled, then cupped his mouth at his indiscretion. A paused ensued. "Well?! Where is she?? Where did she go and is she coming back?"

Bernard fended off the persistent questions with a non-committal shrug of the shoulders. "How should I know? I only directed her to the bath..." Here, he could not help but smirk at the envious "O" forming on Edgar's mouth. "It's nothing raunchy, you pervert!" Picking up a shoe, he flung it at his junior. "In fact, she badly needed one... and knew it." His nose wrinkled at a recent memory. "Anyway, she also asked for directions to any person in town who knew the magical arts." He shrugged again. "I've no idea whether she eventually headed there and where she is now."

"It's seldom that we get visitors here." Edgar's eyes were still glazed. "It's harder work than usual, to be sure, but I don't mind it, not when they're as attractive as she is." He ducked as another shoe came flying at him. "Hey, stop that!" He glared at his friend. "For a person of eight-and-twenty, your behaviour is incredibly childish!"

Bernard ignored the taunt, tucking himself into bed. "This is the last time I'm warning you, Edgar. We work here. We don't get paid to hover around young ladies, trying to make eyes at them." He yawned in an exaggerated way, showing his disinterest in continuing the discourse. "There are enough tasks awaiting us tomorrow. Get some rest."

08-08-2006, 08:51 PM	#252
mistral4543 Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice Join Date: September 5, 2001 Location: House of Freelight Age: 48 Posts: 3,159	Tucked away in an obstrusive corner of the east wing, two men - one in his late twenties, and the other in his early twenties - were preparing to call it a day. "What do you think of that pretty young girl, Bernard? You know, the one who saved his Lordship's life." "Ah, you noticed her as well." Bernard shot his friend a competitive smile. "A born charmer, Edgar, A born charmer." Taking out his pipe, he began to smoke keenly, as if the cloud puffs he produced could reconjure the image of she whom they were speaking of. "Her name's Esaha, did you know that?" Yet the boast turned sour as Edgar seemed to regret this revelation. Hurrying on, he continued. "Has she left the compound already? I didn't see her this afternoon and evening." Bernard's eyebrows arched as a lazy smile crept upon his lips. "You can't be everywhere at the same time, now, can you?" The smile widened into a grin. "I saw her." "You saw her?!" Edgar practically yelled, then cupped his mouth at his indiscretion. A paused ensued. "Well?! Where is she?? Where did she go and is she coming back?" Bernard fended off the persistent questions with a non-committal shrug of the shoulders. "How should I know? I only directed her to the bath..." Here, he could not help but smirk at the envious "O" forming on Edgar's mouth. "It's nothing raunchy, you pervert!" Picking up a shoe, he flung it at his junior. "In fact, she badly needed one... and knew it." His nose wrinkled at a recent memory. "Anyway, she also asked for directions to any person in town who knew the magical arts." He shrugged again. "I've no idea whether she eventually headed there and where she is now." "It's seldom that we get visitors here." Edgar's eyes were still glazed. "It's harder work than usual, to be sure, but I don't mind it, not when they're as attractive as she is." He ducked as another shoe came flying at him. "Hey, stop that!" He glared at his friend. "For a person of eight-and-twenty, your behaviour is incredibly childish!" Bernard ignored the taunt, tucking himself into bed. "This is the last time I'm warning you, Edgar. We work here. We don't get paid to hover around young ladies, trying to make eyes at them." He yawned in an exaggerated way, showing his disinterest in continuing the discourse. "There are enough tasks awaiting us tomorrow. Get some rest."