Dammit I just spent an hour looking for proof of how naive and innocent young Maverick was
Maverick
posted 01-04-99 12:11 AM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post::
As Maverick looks down at his blade, he cant help but admire the craftmanship. As he stares in at the blade, he cannot help to see his green eyes flare::
You still got it...
:: He murmurs softly into his blade, as a smile comes across his face. He puts down his sword and grabs the drink sitting in front of him. As he slowly sips the whiskey, he observes the room, noticing two females in a conversation. As he listens in, he cant help but ask himself wether he should interfere. As he thinks about it, he continues to listen, and figures what the hell. Waiting for a moment to break in, he listens patiently. He hears the one say something about a door and he cant help but comment::
Nah I doubt that your dream man will come through that door, seing how that is the entrance to ladies washroom.
::Maverick looks at them with a sparkle in his eyes and a slight grin on his face::
Maverick
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Storm
posted 01-04-99 01:24 AM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
~Desdemona and Storm look at each other as the male speaks from behind them, then simultaneously burst into gales of laughter~
"Well then aye, it would be a bit more difficult to encounter a fine male specimen walking through that door wouldn't it?", Storm stammers out while wiping her eyes.
~She turns smoke-coloured eyes to the one that had spoken to them, taking in his armor, his weapons, and his overall countenance. A bit too much on the foppish side for her taste, for she noticed that he couldn't help but look at his reflection in the mirror on the wall every few minutes. But still . . .turning to Desdemona she whispered.~
"Well, "he" isn't too bad. Do you think there might be a reasonable intellect behind that pretty facade of his?"
~She turned back to look at the male, smiling gratuitously~
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WAR
posted 01-04-99 01:37 AM ET View Profile Edit Post
After double checking the horses to make sure they were ok and that the idiot of a stable boy didnt get it into his head to run off with their saddles, War turned and headed towards the tavern door.
After so long a rest, it's good to be back on the road again with Storm, he thought to himself. Dragging his gaze back to the tavern door, he looks at it and remembers long in the past at the sheer numbers of doors he had broken in an inn's tavern just like this one...ahh well times long past he thought.
Ducking his head to clear the door frame, he fills the doorway with his tall warrior's body, blocking off just enough light for him to make out the interior of the tavern and his wife talking with her old friend, Desdemona.
Shutting the door behind him, he heads to the bar before joining his wife.
"Barkeep, a mug of your finest black ale", he states with a grin as the man looks up at him. As the tender draws the ale, War reaches into his pouch and pulls out 5 gold coins and slides them across the counter to him.
"That ought to more than cover the expense of it, keep anything else for yourself." he says after taking the large mug from the now startled man and turning to head over to his wife and Desdemona, who he now sees are engaged in conversation with man sitting at another table. Smiling to himself, War bets that the man has no idea what he just got himself into...
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Desdemona
posted 01-04-99 06:02 AM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
Not even batting an eyelash at this interesting turn of events, she takes a long sip of her wine, mentally scraping her jaw off of the floor. 'How does she manage to DO that each an' every time??'
Clear violet-colored eyes sparking with mischief, she slants an impish grin towards her friend as she replies sotto voce. "
Ye gods, Storm. I certainly HOPE so! I've been so tired of talkin' to m'self lately,but it's been the only way I could get a semi-intelligent conversation around here!!"
Knowing better than to risk a glance at herself in ANY mirror,knowing that as always she was unremarkable with her waist-length braid of ebony hair and odd-colored eyes, she instead turned towards the man with a small,crooked smile as she nodded her head up at him in greeting. "Aye, an' I must admit, I'd seriously have to wonder about any 'man' that wandered out o' that washroom, to be honest.. Thank ye for pointin' that out to us. We are in your debt..."
She tilted her head to the side slightly, eyes glinting mischieviously as she caught sight of another familiar face within these walls. Feeling more confident of her surroundings for the first time in days, she eases her stance..
Desdemona
~RR~
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Maverick
posted 01-08-99 07:10 AM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
:: Isnt to bad he thought to himself, wondering where he was, and realizing he was in uncharted territory with these two ladies. Questioning his next move, his thoughts are interupted by the entrance of a large man.
Looking at the tall figure walk through the door he cant help but think, ~I could take this guy any day~. But alas he was not one to start a fight over nothing.
As his mind loses focus to battles of old, he quickly trys to regain his thoughts. Viewing the table in front of him and noticing a few empty drinks, he can only think of one thing to say::
Your gratitude is not needed, but can I offer either of you two something to drink...
Maverick
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Desdemona
posted 01-08-99 01:46 PM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
Looking up at him, she grinned very faintly as she said in an undertone to Storm."Well, he can string words together in a sentence...that's a plus. But...can he dance? Inquiring minds wanna know.."
As she heard a mumbled reply from her sister, she gestured towards a table as she spoke..
"Bah, gratitude never does get me very far...as for the drink, wine would be appreciated but only if you are willing to stay and keep us company as we drink..."
Quirks an eyebrow,leaning her head to the side.. "Unless your adoring public would object to that?? " she continues in a soft,teasing voice...
Desdemona
~RR~
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Storm
posted 01-08-99 03:26 PM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
~She watched the pretty boy's reaction to her husband with a bemused air. War's appearance seemed to bring out the bravado in some, she only hoped this gentle soul would not be foolish enough to pursue whatever misled thought he was harboring. She turned her attention to her husband as she mumbled to Desdemona~
"You sure he is strong enough to handle you Desi?"
~She rested her fingers over War's hand as she watched the interaction between Desdemona and the stranger at the table, wondering if the male would rise to the occasion~
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Maverick
posted 01-08-99 11:35 PM ET View Profile E-mail Edit Post
Dance?
:: He replies with some hesitation. As he looks at her, he thinks of the last time that he danced with some one, and small smile comes across his face::
Well how about this, Ill go get you and myself a drink and then we will see what happens about that dance.
:: As he gets up to buy the drinks, he looks back and with a small cocky grin states::
No, I dont think that my adoring public will mind if I spend some time here.
Maverick
Except for one or two players, one of which no longer plays and the other one who grew up so much that you don't even recognize him! *sniff* But then you get to meet a whole slew of new players who are quite cool. But then you realize that so much can happen in 8 years. Your God is no longer a God, some other Gods got thrown in, and so your RP makes no sense cause you are stuck in a time warp.
