Open RP - Ugh

May 14, 2007 11:51

Last night, Brienne had gotten herself thoroughly stoned, and as a result had eventually talked herself into having something strong to drink afterwords. She remembered little of the night she'd just passed, but now she found herself in the Slytherin common room, sprawled out in one of the big comfortable armchairs. She felt as if she'd been ridden ( Read more... )

brienne of tarth, rp, mathayus

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last_akkadian May 15 2007, 01:13:12 UTC
Mathayus was striding across the Slytherin Common Room when he caught sight of a familiar face in unfamiliar straits. "Brienne?" Frowning, he was by her side in a couple of steps. "Here, take it easy," he said, supporting her with one arm. "You okay? What happened?"

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last_akkadian May 21 2007, 22:42:33 UTC
"Little Green Apple, huh?" Mathayus munchd on his toast, grinning. "So did you sing?"

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maid_brienne May 23 2007, 03:46:37 UTC
Brienne snorted. "I did," she admitted. "Which is a shame since I'm no good at it. And no, I won't sing for you. I'd rather you not run screaming from the room in horror."

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last_akkadian May 23 2007, 21:22:35 UTC
Mathayus nearly choked on his toast trying not to laugh. He shook his head. "Eat and sleep first," he ordered, tilting his chair back on two legs and putting his feet up on the desk. "Then you can run away screaming if you want."

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maid_brienne May 25 2007, 18:54:21 UTC
Brienne snorted a laugh as she swallowed down another bite of toast. "You haven't made me run screaming yet," she observed. Then, because he was right, she applied herself to finishing the food.

((I'm thinking this might be nearing the logical end of this thread.))

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last_akkadian May 30 2007, 10:08:59 UTC
Mathayus thought about that. "Good," he said, looking very smug. "Now: sleep. I'll keep watch."

He leaned back in the chair, folding his arms over his massive chest, eyes half closed. The relaxed pose was deceptive, however - he watched Brienne carefully from under his lashes. Strong woman, he thought approvingly. Good warrior. Fun, if you could loosen her up.

Pretty. No, lovely, but in an unconventional way. Beautiful eyes, full lips... Mathayus suddenly realized where his train of thought was going and brought his chair forward with a crash. "Sorry," he said shortly. "I'll be just outside the door."

He left her alone in his bed, closing the door behind him and sliding his back down the sturdy oak to sit hard against the entry, arms draped across his knees. Think again, Akkadian. Way to ruin the only friendship you've got here. He huffed out an exasperated sigh. No, Mathayus, think with the other head. Fine. Brienne was pretty. Really pretty. And he liked her. A lot. It didn't mean anything. It didn't have to mean anything ( ... )

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