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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Sept 30, 2015 18:57:08 GMT -6
When they reached the third floor--the 'top' floor--Artis turned right and led her toward the southern end of the house. There, he started to climb another set of stairs, this one narrow and twisting into a tower.
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Post by addied on Oct 4, 2015 13:39:07 GMT -6
Danai followed him. "This better be good, these are a lot of stairs in heels and a dress."
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Dec 8, 2015 17:36:18 GMT -6
Artis smirked. "I could carry you," he offered, only half joking. It would have been quite a sight.
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Post by addied on Dec 8, 2015 18:10:42 GMT -6
Danai stared at him. "I'm not really sure that's the best idea..." Her voice trailed off as if she wasn't so sure.
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Dec 8, 2015 18:14:06 GMT -6
Artis rolled his eyes. "Then stop complaining."
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Post by addied on Dec 10, 2015 12:59:37 GMT -6
"Your wish. Consider me eager though." Danai watched Artis with genuine interest. He was ruggedly handsome, not your standard run of the mill upper society man.
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Dec 10, 2015 13:06:17 GMT -6
"Hmm." Artis continued, just a few more steps and they were at the top of the staircase. "Almost there."
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Post by addied on Dec 10, 2015 13:27:45 GMT -6
"So, what's up here?" Danai asked as they reached the top.
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Dec 21, 2015 22:56:06 GMT -6
"Dusty furniture, mostly," Artis replied as he moved toward the nearby window. Unlike many of the windows downstairs, this one was simple clear panes rather than stained glass. The view was spectacular, though. It looked down at the keep's courtyard, illuminated by limelights, and beyond that the lights of other noble homes. He glanced at her and grinned. "Maybe a few rats." That, of course, wasn't true. Despite being disused, the servants still made sure the wing was--if not clean--pest-free.
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Post by addied on Dec 21, 2015 23:52:47 GMT -6
Danai glanced around her feet then approached Artis to look out the window. "My god. It looks good from up here, doesn't it?"
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Dec 24, 2015 16:07:51 GMT -6
Artis nodded. "At night, perhaps. During the day... not so much. In the light you can see the filthy streets and the ash-stained buildings in the distance, not to mention the skaa shuffling through the streets."
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Post by addied on Dec 24, 2015 18:12:57 GMT -6
Danai glanced at the strange noble next to her. "I'd prefer the freedom of the streets to this hoity-toity stuffiness." She mumbled.
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Feb 9, 2016 8:44:31 GMT -6
Artis raised an eyebrow at her. As he turned his head toward her, some of his long blond hair slid over his shoulder and brushed his cheek. "Hoity-toity stuffiness. Dear me, don't let them hear you say that."
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Post by addied on Feb 13, 2016 22:40:18 GMT -6
Danai watched the lock of hair brush against his cheek before she answered. "Not on my life." She glanced back out the window over the city, an ancient yearning boiling in her chest. "But it is more true than anything I have ever said."
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Post by Cʀʏsᴛᴀʟ on Feb 18, 2016 10:20:02 GMT -6
"Mmm," Artis acknowledged. The noncommittal response gave no indication of what he thought. "Well, you're stuck here, aren't you?"
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