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Korin d'Rue
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PostPosted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 4:38 pm Post subject: Over a cookie? Reply with quote

The door to Stonegate mead hall slammed, behind him. Korin turned to look at the door he felt like screaming. But he knew it would do no good. As he raced thruogh the snow towards where his dragon sat waiting, He tried to regain his composure.

"You are a d'Rue!" He said out loud to himself, "Cold blooded!" He turned and looked back at the mead hall.
He slowed his pace and started taking deep breaths the cold air being sucked into his lungs calming him.
"What is her problem any ways, its just a cookie!" He glanced back at the mead hall before mounting his dragon for the short ride home. "All this over a cookie" Korin rode home letting the night air calm him. He knew that he would have to work harder to control his emotions. "But over a cookie?" He asked looking back over his shoulder as the mead hall dissapeared behind other buildings.
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Ciara Devir
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PostPosted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 12:03 am Post subject: Reply with quote

The idiot lied!

Ciara stormed out of the Mead Hall, slamming the door behind her. She could understand if he lied to others, but not to her! She even went and got cookies specially made due to his lie, and then he complained! She had asked him three times, THREE TIMES, because she knew at first he was talking to the guy hitting on him. Three times, and he still insisted he was allergic to nuts. Then, he had the audacity to get angry at her for getting plain cookies in consideration. She kicked the wall of a random house, cursing him under her breath.

She walked into the house, looking around, and figured, this would do. Her curses filled the empty house, bouncing off the covered chairs. "I was only saying it because of him. It's only a cookie. Hey, you rode all that way, and thoughtfully got me something, thinking of me and what you thought was my problem, but I'm going to complain!" Next time, she was going to take said cookie and make him wish he'd accepted the Queen's advances rather than lie to her again.
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