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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 5:04 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2016 7:33 am
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"That's good," Reka replied with an easy smile. She had always been quick to smile.
"I suppose if there had been something on my face, I'd've tried to get it off, like anyone would do," was her response. It wasn't terribly creative, but creativity wasn't exactly her forte.
"I only asked because you were smirking at me," Reka explained. "Why were you?"
Without giving him time to actually answer her, she went on, "I do hope you've not been struck by my astonishing good looks and fallen madly in love, because that would make it four times this week and I've bet my sister if it happens again I'll have to eat nothing but codfish for the next month. I hate codfish."
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2016 9:12 am
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"Are you sure?" Reka asked with a mischievous grin. "It happens all the time. I won't think any less of you."
Okay, so it didn't happen all the time, but Reka didn't find herself wanting for companionship when she decided she wanted it, and she wasn't really looking for love anyway. She kind of thought she'd prefer a more businesslike arrangement, sort of like her older sister Seqineq had with that lawspeaker Raskogr. Although definitely with a lion better-looking and more pleasant to be around than Raskogr. He was such a skinny, snippy jerk.
"A good day to smirk," she repeated, trying the phrase out. She liked it well enough. Maybe she'd even find occasion to use it, if she remembered. "I suppose it is, at that. And I'm wet because I've been swimming. Do you swim?"
It always struck Reka as unusual that so many lions who lived in a pride with so much water around didn't swim. Not just didn't, but couldn't in many cases. She could understand not caring for being immersed in water and simply electing not to do so on purpose, but accidents happened and it struck her as fairly foolish not to at least know how to not-drown should something go not-as-planned.
I Lady Kiya I Sorry it took me so long to tag this. I've been sick for most of the week.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 7:23 pm
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"You'd have to be pretty impressive for me to fall in love with you in one day." He said, not really to be rude, it just sorta came out. He gave her a sheepish grin, if it happened all the time, he wondered what fools they were. Now, he could understand females doing that sort of thing, but not males.
"Swim?" he didn't think he could. He never had tried anyways. "No, I can't say I've jumped into anything deeper than my legs." Strange lioness, but then again they were around lots of water. Perhaps more than he knew liked to slip in the water as she does? He rather his feet firm on the ground, or on something that could float him across. "I mean, I've never tried, so I don't know if I can or not." He kinda was rambling now, but that was because he wasn't sure what to really say about it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 6:38 am
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Reka smirked as she informed Cthaat, "Oh, I'm impressive. But it's clear you have had the excellent sense not to fall for me, even so, for which I applaud you."
She truly wasn't all that bothered by his declaration of indifference to her. It wasn't as if he was calling her ugly. He was just saying that he hadn't fallen instantly in love with her, which was definitely a mark in her favor. Instantaneous love struck Reka as a terrible idea.
"Too bad about the swimming. It can be really fun. Although the next time you groom yourself, you'll be really salty, and your tongue will dry out very quickly. So if you're okay with the idea of someone else grooming you, I'd suggest making a thrall do it."
So saying, she glanced upward at the rain, which still wasn't all that heavy, and added wryly, "Or you could just stand in the rain having conversations with smirking strangers until the salt washes out."
Again she glanced away, wondering if perhaps this would be a good time to bring their conversation to an end. After all, she had learned why he was smirking at her (he wasn't) and that had been her primary objective in waylaying him to begin with.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 10:56 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 11:18 am
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