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"I was hoping you weren't... I'd hate to have to kick your ass... or worse, hit on you to get even." He says teasing him. w

Well it`s a good thing you didn`t try hitting on me. You would have lost something very important.

Looks at Dark in confusion. I know your sitting right there. Why are you telling me that?
 
Because for a moment there, the two of you were talking over my head so to speak or so it seemed. My apologies if that wasn't so.
 
Well it`s a good thing you didn`t try hitting on me. You would have lost something very important.

Looks at Dark in confusion. I know your sitting right there. Why are you telling me that?
Because we were discussing her like she wasn't even there...." He replies to avellan.

Smiling at Caitlin, "I like to make you blush too my dear... Walk with me?" he asks softly, "Maybe I'll show you a bit of what I meant."
 
Looks at his watch and sighs.
It`s getting late and I have work tommorow.

Gets up from the couch and nods to Glad and Caitlin.
Vale to the both of you.

Walks out of the Inn and vanishes into the night.
 
Because we were discussing her like she wasn't even there...." He replies to avellan.

Smiling at Caitlin, "I like to make you blush too my dear... Walk with me?" he asks softly, "Maybe I'll show you a bit of what I meant."

"Thank you, Glad. Walk me home? I really must go. Avellan, it was good to finally meet you."
 
"Thank you, Glad. Walk me home? I really must go. Avellan, it was good to finally meet you."
He nodds, "Of course my dear." He stands offering her a hand up. Pulling her close for a hug, letting his lips brush overs, a sweet promise of things to come soon, of anticipation, of wants soon to be filled. "Thank you for the lovely day my lady." he whispers against her lips.
 
He nodds, "Of course my dear." He stands offering her a hand up. Pulling her close for a hug, letting his lips brush overs, a sweet promise of things to come soon, of anticipation, of wants soon to be filled. "Thank you for the lovely day my lady." he whispers against her lips.

Her own arms slide around is waist, hugging him close and returning his kiss, 'You're more than welcome, Glad. I enjoyed it too."
 
This morning one would find Cait along the shore, well up from the waves. Her hair french braided into a thick rope that hung between her shoulder blades. Dressed in black leggings that hugged her form and a black tank top, she wielded two short swords. She moved gracefully into a defensive blocking stance, then quickly into a slashing forward offensive one. One move flowed easily into the next as if she had been doing it for some time, which she had.

The sun was coming up over the water, periodically its rays caught the blades’ lethal edges. The only sound she could hear was the sound of her blades slicing through the air in front of her or the occasional calling of a seagull flying overhead. Eventually a fine sheen of sweat glimmered across her skin.
 
Achieved Ninja Master this morning around 6 AM. And considering starting up on the heroine.
 
*decides to join in the training, drawing a pair of glittering, glowing longswords from hidden sheaths*
 
An elven form emerges from the distance seeing the two training. He produces his own weapon, a staff this morning and begins to twirl and move it. He approaches Caitlin and bows in greeting. "Good morning my lady." nodding to Dragon, "Raven." he says in greeting. "May I join you?" he asks to both of them.
 
An elven form emerges from the distance seeing the two training. He produces his own weapon, a staff this morning and begins to twirl and move it. He approaches Caitlin and bows in greeting. "Good morning my lady." nodding to Dragon, "Raven." he says in greeting. "May I join you?" he asks to both of them.

*decides to join in the training, drawing a pair of glittering, glowing longswords from hidden sheaths*

She paused, swiping at the beads of sweat that floated on her forehead and smiled, giving a small bow of her own, "Good Morning, Sweet Eleven Lord and to you, Master Dragon. Please, feel free. I'm about finished here now." She glanced up at the sky.
 
She paused, swiping at the beads of sweat that floated on her forehead and smiled, giving a small bow of her own, "Good Morning, Sweet Eleven Lord and to you, Master Dragon. Please, feel free. I'm about finished here now." She glanced up at the sky.

*takes a break* Methinks that you could use some reading. Maybe you should read through some of my old stuff. Maybe you can help me improve my writing.
 
*takes a break* Methinks that you could use some reading. Maybe you should read through some of my old stuff. Maybe you can help me improve my writing.

She shot Dragon a smile, "I always love to read, Dragon. I'd be delighted to read some of your writings."
 
*A yawn and a stretch signal his exit from his room at the back of the hall of guest quarters. His steps take him out into the lounge area, over to the fridge for a bottle of orange juice, then to the railing. From his vantage he spies familiar figures at the end of some training exercise, swords glinting in the midday sun. He smiles, remembering some day long ago where he had done similar exercises, honing skills for what seemed like a good cause*
 
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