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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Aug 26, 2008 16:54:57 GMT -5
With her want she tapped the door to her shop, hearing many clicks the door was sealing itself.
Lucretia glared at the door, her lips pulled in a slight grimace, she would only be able to come here rarely, but the young girls who helped her around the bar would be capable without her.
Lucretia fixed her cloak and took a deep breath mustering a friendly look on her face. The stillness of the wind made it seem as though she was alone, but she knew that two other figures were somewhere hear watching her every move.
She gave them a smug look... wherever they were and continued her walk down the castle, eyes scanning from side to side, she didn't want any run-ins... not with anybody.
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Post by Caius Seyrrou on Aug 27, 2008 7:01:08 GMT -5
His cloak swished behind him as he placed his hand firmly on her shoulder. His lips set in a smirk as he patter her shoulder. "I hope you've been doing what I asked." he removed his hands from her shoulder and stood in front of her, his smirk turning into a pointed look. "Or has my own flesh betrayed the family, and has once again put the family name to shame?" his look turned to one of anger, but quickly returned to a smirk.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Aug 27, 2008 7:28:10 GMT -5
Lucretias body froze at the touch, as the man came into view, she got down and gave a low courtesy. He was probably waiting for that, she hated this, but had no choice in the matter. Making sure that her mind stayed away from thoughts that would be negative in his perspective, she kept her mind focused on what she was to do.
"No father, I would never dishonor the family name. Forgive me for taking long, but this requires much preparations, and I wouldn't want to fail you." her eyes didn't meet his, she didn't want to look into them, afraid of what she might see.
"Father I must be getting back to the castle, it's getting late." she side-stepped him and took a few steps, but a question had come to mind.
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Post by Caius Seyrrou on Aug 27, 2008 7:51:36 GMT -5
He found it pleasing, to watch her crumble, with a smirk he watched as she passed, he wouldn't stop her or answer, but he could sense something as her movement wavered. The way she was trying to locate something... or rather someone. "Your mothers back at the castle, I'll be joining you both there, very shortly, but I have other things to do." his voice was mesmerizing. The way the words rolled of his tongue, and yet it was strong, held an aura of authority. "Keep yourself away from others." he smirked and walked off into the shadows, he had other things to do.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Aug 27, 2008 8:00:56 GMT -5
Lucretia watched her father walk off, at first she kept her legs firmly planted, until she crumbled. Dragging herself to the nearest bench she sat down, bring her arms and legs close to her body, she knew her father was gone, but yet the thought of him loomed over her like a shadow. She tried to move her muscles, but they were locked in place, strained.
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