[Open Commentlog] - Old Persian - Found Prince 001
[Unfortunately, Dastan only reads that very first line written by Lord Deior before he snapped the journal closed, frowning before absent-mindedly tucking it into his belt. Sorry, Deior, but he believes he has a way to fix this, and if time isn't on his side he has to move now so it soon will be. First objective: find the dagger. He certainly can't
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Still, she tries, though she cannot keep the smile from her face.]
I am glad. You would give me indigestion, I would think.
[She falls silent as he speaks, telling her parts of his story that make her eyes harden and fists clench. Father killed by his uncle, his brothers believing him the murderer - an entire country loathing him.
She is...intimately familiar with that feeling.
Her thoughts cycled back around. Father - blood or not, that ruled an empire. That made him a prince.]
He sounds like an honorable man. [She watched him, carefully.] I see it, too. [She can't put a finger yet on what it might be - but it's there nonetheless. Maybe it's the determination - the pure passion that she sees in him, something that Anna herself shares. It could be the ( ... )
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She pulls back at that next statement though, eyes glinting a little as she decides that it's time to teach the sassy boy a little lesson by pressing heavy paws against his chest then shoving him back against the snow in an effort to pin him down, jaws open and teeth bared in his face.
She might not have vocal chords, but she can certainly 'disagree'!]
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Woah, woah! Okay, I get it. You're disagreeing with me, now.
[He pauses when she bares sharp teeth, but doesn't move to attack him in any way. Oh. So she was playing with him, hmm? Or making her opinion known, at the very least. Having a strong and powerful tigeress pin him down left him good and well trapped, but it wouldn't be impossible for him to break her hold. Not harming her to do it, on the other hand... He relaxed, letting up on the presssure of his forarm against her, then abruptly wraps his arm around her and twists, getting leverage from his legs as he attempts to flip her over--or at least roll her to her side.]
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Pleased at his reactions, she doesn't put up much of a resistance when he moves to roll her, though as she moves she wraps those massive paws around him, dragging him with her. If she's going, then he is too.
He felt a little warmer, at least - maybe he wouldn't end up with...whatever it is people ended up with too much exposure to the cold. Anna honestly didn't know, considering she'd never really been exposed to it before. It had surprised her when it hadn't bothered her as much as she'd thought it might, but she had simply attributed it to the fact that she was...'special'.]
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[His victory was short lived, however, as Anna's large and formidable paw uses Dastan's momentum to take him right back down with her. He pauses, surprised to find himself on the ground beside her, but as she makes no move at him he simply twists his head to gaze at her inquisitively.]
Shall we call this a draw, then?
[His tone was dry, but the edges of his lips quirked up into a smile. Now that he was lying on the frozen ground, he wondered if he's get colder faster. The freezing temperature had yet to penetrate fully, however, what with the blood pumping through his veins and a massive forearm stretched out across him. At least the arm was warm.]
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She moved to lift herself off of him, head lowering to give him a nudge, pushing him to get up. They should get him inside. She has no want for him to freeze to death. There is an innate need to keep him safe, protect him - though she is completely certain that he does not need her whatsoever.
Inside, she can curl around him until he’s thawed out. Then she could swap back, and they could…talk more. Perhaps.]
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Heading somewhere in particular, I take it?
[He grins, but holds up his hands in good-humor as he walks where she indicates.] All right. I will play along. I sincerely hope you are leading me to someplace warm.
[Little did Anna know she was quickly becomming someone Dastan felt he could like and trust. She may not need a Prince of Persia to look out for her, but she would find she had someone she could trust in him, that was certain.]
((Do you want to assume they warmed up and chatted, or do you want to continue? I will let you decide. :D <3 <3 <3))
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/hearts in eyes
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/STARRY EYED FOREVER
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/giddy
>.>
/GRINS FOREVER AT THEIR THREADS
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OMG SAME <33333333333333333333333333
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