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Post by Bloodrose on Mar 12, 2018 11:26:28 GMT -5
((Further down a flaky is called a fleg lol))
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Post by Bloodrose on Mar 12, 2018 11:30:58 GMT -5
Chrysanthos listened to her, remaining carefully neutral where he sat as he watched her body language and her eyes. Power hungry, he decided, and hesitantly remembered it was a look he’d often seen in his fiancé back home. He shuddered slightly, before meeting her gaze again. ‘And if your mother has none of these things?’ He questioned, staring her down. ‘What will you do then? You wade into a nest of vipers to search for a snake, without seemingly knowing which snake you search for- and how do you intend to acquire your information? Do you have inside sources who can safely relay things to you? Or are you simply running on a whim?’ Meritaten laughed, then rolled back and took another big drink of wine, before setting her goblet down with some force. " This is my mother," she told him. " You should meet my father -- he is so good, and kind, and tries his best to do the 'right' thing for everyone. He's never even beaten a slave or killed a wife who disobeyed him, because he's just so good." As she spoke, there was a fair degree of hatred in her voice. It was a different kind of hatred than what was present when she talked about her mother. In fact, Meri didn't even hate her mother -- or at least, if she hated her mother she still respected her. Her father she had nothing but contempt for, it was that guttural hatred in which respect was not found. " But my mother," she continued on to Chrys. " She is not a good person -- she is sneaky, and snide and evil. Every part of me that is evil comes from her. She manipulates the whole court. Many are convinced she is a witch. I truly understand how cruel she can be," Meri said. " Which is why I am convinced there is information there to be found." Chrysanthos had raised a brow when she was done speaking, gazing at her with the same neutral, vaguely interested expression. ‘Just because she is evil does not mean that there is fault to be found.’ He said, tilting his head, before he smiled at her warmly. ‘How many brothels are there in the city in which she resides? How many inns? Stables? Barracks surrounding the palace? Dancers? Those are the people you’ll glean your information from- those and criminals... though I suppose you already know all of this.’ He softly laughed, running a hand through his curls. ‘Perhaps im of no use afterall. My only asset is I’m pretty and people talk for it. You might have found my brother or sister more useful.’
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Mar 12, 2018 11:41:59 GMT -5
[Hey! Replies coming later]
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Post by kittykatcutiez on Mar 12, 2018 12:57:17 GMT -5
[[Sorry I wasn't on last night I had a pure mad flaky.]] kittykatcutiez Thutsef turned to the side and pulled his face into a brooding sulk. "I won't go back to her empty handed like this. She...she won't say it, but I know she'll be disappointed," he replied. It was, unfortunately for him, true -- he wasn't just making it up. And his mother was everything to him. "I won't let that happen -- I'd rather die than disappoint her." Cleopatra placed the palm of her hand on the right side of Tutsef's face. As she spoke, she lightly rubbed his cheek with her thumb. "If your mother loves you she will help you , Tutsef." She frowns. "And I would rather you live with her being dispointed then die and leave me alone." A smile formed on the corner of her mouth.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Mar 12, 2018 17:30:43 GMT -5
[[ guys I’m so sorry I wasn’t on properly today. I’m exhausted and prepping for work tomorrow. I’m apparent I might not be on again till Saturday, but I’ll defo try to be on before. So sorry guys! ]]
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Post by kittykatcutiez on Mar 12, 2018 18:12:09 GMT -5
( lilystar88 You're ok! don't worry about it. I understand, believe me.)
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Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 12, 2018 20:46:00 GMT -5
( Don't worry about it! Good luck this week Lily!)
Turo kept quiet, deciding this was a conversation for royals, not some low life like him. His stomach was starting to hurt, it was twisting painfully, and he felt like he wasn't going to be able to keep this fancy food down. He left the table quietly, deciding that they wouldn't notice his absence anyways, and ended up losing the contents of his stomach. It was much too rich for a man who's diet was an occasional piece of bread and some fish during the weak. As he returned he over heard the conversation, thinking of a way he could help. "Could... Could you go as a..." he paused, trying to think of a word. "I don't... I don't know the words. It's like... a high up person... meets with others? In other country?" His face scrunched up, not able to remember the word "diplomat"
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Mar 16, 2018 14:37:52 GMT -5
Sorry, replies coming this weekend)
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Post by Bloodrose on Mar 18, 2018 18:37:09 GMT -5
( Don't worry about it! Good luck this week Lily!) Turo kept quiet, deciding this was a conversation for royals, not some low life like him. His stomach was starting to hurt, it was twisting painfully, and he felt like he wasn't going to be able to keep this fancy food down. He left the table quietly, deciding that they wouldn't notice his absence anyways, and ended up losing the contents of his stomach. It was much too rich for a man who's diet was an occasional piece of bread and some fish during the weak. As he returned he over heard the conversation, thinking of a way he could help. "Could... Could you go as a..." he paused, trying to think of a word. "I don't... I don't know the words. It's like... a high up person... meets with others? In other country?" His face scrunched up, not able to remember the word "diplomat" Chrys had definitely noticed Turo’s absence and became internally panicked at being left alone with Meri; he found himself alarmed at how dependent he’d become within those short few days stuck in the cage. When Turo has returned he’d relaxed, and curiously turned to gaze at the man as he spoke, eyes lighting up. ‘A diplomat.’ He supplies for him, before looking at Meri. ‘It could work- foreigners, when high up, tend to be valued guests if it opens opportunities for peace and trade. Unless, of course, your current rulers vie for war.’ He ran a hand through a few loose golden curls, twisting them around his finger.
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Mar 21, 2018 11:06:23 GMT -5
(Hey, Lily, you might wanna free up your charrie. I won’t mind. I won’t be replying till the weekend. Everything’s majorly busy)
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Post by Bloodrose on Mar 21, 2018 14:50:38 GMT -5
((Hey all, this rp is going on a mini hiatus! Lily says she’ll be back as soon as she can❤️))
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