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okay, so i've been promising to let you read about that character i hate but love, but wish i never wrote about, so hear it is
Cria softly hummed as she walked down the long corridor. The tune shaped itself into a lively military march as she started dance-walking to make the passage shorter. Losing track of her surroundings, she collided head on with some one, as they exited one of the many doors leading into the corridor.
Only years of training saved her from falling. The boy she ran into was not so lucky, he tumbled backwards and lost the stack of books he was carrying.
“Oh, my!” Cria said. “Are you alright?” She started picking up the books, as her victim gathered himself.
“Yeah, thanks. I think I’m as good as can be expected,” he said. As he looked up, Cria saw the face of none other then Colin Quinn, her illusive escort. “And I thought I was the only one in the habit of buggering off at these events,” he said.
Cria handed him the books. “Well, now you know my secret. I only physically attend the parties half of the time. I usually get friends to say I’m there and stay at home.”
“That’s brilliant, I should try it someday.”
“First you’ll have to get up off the floor,” she smiled and offered her hand.
“Why thank-you.” He took her hand and let her help him stand. “So, what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”
She smiled, “well your friend Katherine has decided that Iain is the cutest thing she’s ever met, and Ran is making Basil jealous. I figured I’d nip off and find a place to look at the stars.
Colin laughed, “that’s funny,” he said. “I’d offer you my nick-name but everyone calls me Colin.”
“Well,, I suppose it’s better then being called Lin.”
“Your right, it would be rather upsetting to be called Lin, I’m glad you’re the only one clever enough to think of it.”
“Thanks”
He steered her towards a door. “My lady, I give you the solarium.” Colin waved her in. It was a rather impressive space. The entire room was constructed of glass and metal. The floors were green and white stone. Plants were arranged artistically around a center sitting area that had plush blue sitting chairs and a stone table that matched the floor. Cria walked in and looked in awe at everything.
“This is beautiful!” She exclaimed.
“The last room that my mother and brother haven’t remodeled. My fathers grand mother had this room built.” He explained. “She loved it so much that she stipulated in her will that it was to remain untouched as long as it stayed in our family. Mother has been so out that she can’t tear it down and add another sitting-room.”
“You’re mother is, no offence, and idiot.”
“No offence taken. I’m well aware that she’s nuts. I’m rather glad I take after father. I’d hate to be that shallow.”
“I imagine that shallow people don’t actually mind it. They’d be to shallow to know the difference.”
He laughed again. “You do have a quick wit. I wish more people could be this fun to talk to.” They sat across from each other at the table.
“You should meet my sister, Anna as she’s often called in society. She’s down-right sarcastic, and she’s clever, and charming too. She’s twice as charming as me any way.”
“Then I really must meet her, she must be an enchantress if she’s more charming than you.”
“I refuse to respond to such obvious flattery. And that’s exactly why she’s more charming, she’d not only have a response, but she’d be able to flatter and insult you in her comeback.”
“See, but that can get over worry-some, to always have to listen for insults in flattery. No, I much rather have straight out sarcastic insults any day.”
Cria smiled. “Well then, tell me. How did such a equally clever fellow, such as yourself end up with a brother like Lord Derek?"
now, there's some pieces missing still, so bear with me. but really, does he come off as a redundant character?
Cria softly hummed as she walked down the long corridor. The tune shaped itself into a lively military march as she started dance-walking to make the passage shorter. Losing track of her surroundings, she collided head on with some one, as they exited one of the many doors leading into the corridor.
Only years of training saved her from falling. The boy she ran into was not so lucky, he tumbled backwards and lost the stack of books he was carrying.
“Oh, my!” Cria said. “Are you alright?” She started picking up the books, as her victim gathered himself.
“Yeah, thanks. I think I’m as good as can be expected,” he said. As he looked up, Cria saw the face of none other then Colin Quinn, her illusive escort. “And I thought I was the only one in the habit of buggering off at these events,” he said.
Cria handed him the books. “Well, now you know my secret. I only physically attend the parties half of the time. I usually get friends to say I’m there and stay at home.”
“That’s brilliant, I should try it someday.”
“First you’ll have to get up off the floor,” she smiled and offered her hand.
“Why thank-you.” He took her hand and let her help him stand. “So, what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”
She smiled, “well your friend Katherine has decided that Iain is the cutest thing she’s ever met, and Ran is making Basil jealous. I figured I’d nip off and find a place to look at the stars.
Colin laughed, “that’s funny,” he said. “I’d offer you my nick-name but everyone calls me Colin.”
“Well,, I suppose it’s better then being called Lin.”
“Your right, it would be rather upsetting to be called Lin, I’m glad you’re the only one clever enough to think of it.”
“Thanks”
He steered her towards a door. “My lady, I give you the solarium.” Colin waved her in. It was a rather impressive space. The entire room was constructed of glass and metal. The floors were green and white stone. Plants were arranged artistically around a center sitting area that had plush blue sitting chairs and a stone table that matched the floor. Cria walked in and looked in awe at everything.
“This is beautiful!” She exclaimed.
“The last room that my mother and brother haven’t remodeled. My fathers grand mother had this room built.” He explained. “She loved it so much that she stipulated in her will that it was to remain untouched as long as it stayed in our family. Mother has been so out that she can’t tear it down and add another sitting-room.”
“You’re mother is, no offence, and idiot.”
“No offence taken. I’m well aware that she’s nuts. I’m rather glad I take after father. I’d hate to be that shallow.”
“I imagine that shallow people don’t actually mind it. They’d be to shallow to know the difference.”
He laughed again. “You do have a quick wit. I wish more people could be this fun to talk to.” They sat across from each other at the table.
“You should meet my sister, Anna as she’s often called in society. She’s down-right sarcastic, and she’s clever, and charming too. She’s twice as charming as me any way.”
“Then I really must meet her, she must be an enchantress if she’s more charming than you.”
“I refuse to respond to such obvious flattery. And that’s exactly why she’s more charming, she’d not only have a response, but she’d be able to flatter and insult you in her comeback.”
“See, but that can get over worry-some, to always have to listen for insults in flattery. No, I much rather have straight out sarcastic insults any day.”
Cria smiled. “Well then, tell me. How did such a equally clever fellow, such as yourself end up with a brother like Lord Derek?"
now, there's some pieces missing still, so bear with me. but really, does he come off as a redundant character?