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 Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 3:00 pm
"I will help you up." Na'ima explained cheerfully.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 7:05 am
Hel crossed her arms and huffed. Of course Na’ima would be too cheerful when she appeared to have the upper hand. But Hel wasn’t done being stubborn or ready to relent. “I would snap your arms off if you tried helping me up.” While Na was older, taller, and longer limbed Hel was much wider and thicker. The reaper thought it was a semi-valid point. Only semi-valid.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:30 am
Na'ima remained perfectly cheerful. Hel was losing this argument, Na'ima just would not let her win. She was smiling, practically radiating an air of 'you will not win this fight'. She had it all figured out. "Incorrect, Hel. It's a very simple solution. I will offer you my hand, you will put your foot there, bounce to get some momentum and then with my help you will pull yourself up. No strain, no pain." Science.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:44 am
Hel still had a hold on this argument with a tried and tested true word: "No." Complete with pouty face. Problem child indeed.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 11:45 am
Na'ima waited patiently. "Yes."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:33 pm
“The only way I am getting on that horse is if I am naked.”
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:35 pm
"Well, I am not getting on it then."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:36 pm
"You're riding the horse back or you'll have to deal with an ugly, grotesque scar on your chest, forever ruining your magnificently blessed bosom."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:37 pm
Hel pointed an accusing finger at Na.
“No, no! You said all I had to do for that ointment was show you my wound, and I did!”
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:38 pm
Na'ima chuckled. "However, if you recall, I did say I would not be wasting precious resources if you would not even take the proper precautions and rest to allow your wound to properly heal."
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:39 pm
“Ya, you said rest, not invalid. I CAN STILL WALK!” Hel proclaimed, as if she was some rebellious teenager claiming her independence and that she was an adult.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:40 pm
"You will willingly get on the horse, or I will knock you unconscious and force you onto the horse." Na'ima explained this as cheerfully as if answering a question about the Famine clan itself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:42 pm
“You can not knock me unconscious!” She proclaimed heatedly, and rested her hands on her hips with a large huff.
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:45 pm
Her smile slowly spread into a full grin behind Na'ima's veil and her eyes opened slightly. "Would you like to test me, child?" She began to dig in a small pouch that hung loosely around her hips, removing a small jar of pale brown powder from inside the pouch.
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