blinking as she finds herself wrong the same table for the third time. lips curving into a smile as she moves back through the room. tossing the dirty rep cloth into the used basket with a small cheer for herself

The Vosk River
Noting the outlines of all the men surrounding us I hear a Voice. I listen.

"Hell of a way to treat guest. WE would have stopped if asked. We are supposed to be underway unimpeded. We have a treaty."

She glanced 'round for the FW's Guards .. not seeing any.

uh oh under her breath

The Lady has My protection. She is not for sale!

The Vosk River
-I heard them I stayed low in the boat. Slipping the razor sharp sleen knife from my boot into my small hand.-

* A single finger point down to My side*

Rehearsals
The pull, too, is mutual. Amazing, really, just the feel of your hand against his, the trace of your fingernails mean so much. The happiness? Also deeply mutual.

"Okay, definitely one of them. I'm sneaky, I am." Okay, he's not at all sneaky, mostly. Mostly.

The slightest tilt of his head into that touch, the nightmare energy wiped away, at least for now. It might be harder to permanently banish the nightmare of it, but you can feel the tension ebb away as your eyes find his.

Oh, getting out of your chair is cheating, he's pretty sure. Also, would require standing in those heels. Tickling you is also, maybe, an excuse to be close - but mostly it's to keep you laughing, and him laughing.

"All is fair in love and theatre!"

He's laughing too, and only when you swear he gets the role does he relent. Though his arm does stay wrapped around you, as he leans in to steal another kiss.

He might have forgotten they're due someone walking through the door. Maybe. He admits nothing.

The Vosk River
* with a soft sigh* He said good ... than standing and moving to the back thw other skiffs were still attached Blade knew what needed to ve done now ... He had to get them All to PortKar ....

To words cane like a deep growl from His lips surrender harta!!!!!

Lounge
Place to live would be cool too. Preciosa already seems tired of me sleeping on the couch, so to say.

You are not Tuchuk, and if she didn't have You protection before now and traveled to the Plains with You, then Your protection now means nothing.

Vosk River Delta
*spotting the boats finally and seeing the bows knocked and ready, growling deeply as I slowly put down my unloaded crossbow and stop fighting, there was a fine line between bravery and stupidity*

Laughing…reading back

Vosk River Delta
He watched as the rest of the skiffs slid quietly on down the marshes route to Port Kar in escape. Once satisfied they would not be foolish and turn back around He steered his one man reed boat to the now captured skiff and spoke.

You are now our guest. You will be bound and accompany us to our island.

He motioned to the other men and several empty reed boats were brought forward.

Thank You ..

soft smile - backing away, she rose and sashayed off

I wish

Game over!

Final scores:

Dreamweaver1: N/A

" E N D G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 5 7 4 4 3 9 8 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " d r e a m w e a v e r 1 " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : n u l l , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : 2 , " 2 " : 6 , " 3 " : 1 2 , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : 1 8 , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : 3 8 , " b o n u s " : 0 , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : 3 0 , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : 2 5 , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : 5 5 , " g _ t o t a l " : " N / A " , " d r o p p e d " : t r u e } , " o w n e r " : " d r e a m w e a v e r 1 " , " s t a t u s " : " f i n i s h e d " , " r o u n d " : 1 3 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 5 7 4 4 5 3 1 , " l o a d e d F r o m P o s t " : 1 7 1 5 7 4 4 5 0 5 }

Suppose you are what???
Wandering....

Or with the Male?
Obsidian eyes glint with a bit of an edge now*

I will offer the Lady My protection if she wishes.

A cool breeze from the door a reminder of her bare state, save for the steel upon one's neck.
a whisper from her heart to the Three Moons echoes only for her to hear.

Vosk River Delta
*barely able to see, holding my fire only until I knew I wouldn't hit Silver or Avva, the wait was painfully slow but that was the nature of my preferred weapon, knowing we will be boarded and slipping my fighting knife to a more easily accessible draw*