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therightful Warning Level: 69%

therightful: I destroyed your city come over ;)

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[A post for inbox and possibly overflow threads for Ardyn (AOL username: therightful) at Isle of Avalon.]

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[omnicrafter]

Lying by omission, I'm sure.

You still haven't outright denied it, either.

[problemsoncauthess]

Ah, is that what you are looking for? In that case, it was not my doing.

[omnicrafter]

Bit late for that when you already conceded you "forgot to specify some things" to them.

Where are you? Or do I have to hunt you down?

[problemsoncauthess]

[Oh, this is getting more interesting by the minute.]

And what do you intend to do once you find me?

[omnicrafter]

Not sure yet. That depends how nice you want to play.

[problemsoncauthess]

I'm afraid I'm not quite known for my niceness. But if you are that insistent... Would you care to name the time and place?

[omnicrafter]

I've dealt with worse, I assure you.

By the entrance to Brocéliande. Right now.

[problemsoncauthess]

You've dealt with worse? My, now my professional pride is almost insulted.

[But he'll show up by the entrance within, say, the twenty minutes it takes him to cross the city at a leisurely pace. He stops some distance away from Irhya - and then gives a low, elaborate, sarcastic bow, even taking his hat off.]

I suppose I should thank you, my girl. It is not often that a man of my age gets an invitation to an intimate rendezvous with a charming young lady. Would you do me the honor of finally saying what entertainment you've got planned for us?

[He makes it all sound as sleazy as possible - on purpose, of course, not in the least just to see if it would make Irhya uncomfortable.]

[omnicrafter]

[Yeah, he's really trying, all right. Her hackles rise; her blade is on her back.]

Well, I don't know. Unless you want to come out and admit straight up that you caused [a gesture upward,] that, like I know you did.

[problemsoncauthess]

[He certainly enjoys seeing that discomfort! His eyes linger briefly on the sword's handle, a sarcastic smile on his lips.]

And if I don't want to do that, my dear?

[omnicrafter]

I'll pry it out of you the hard way. I'm already halfway there.

[She draws her blade, but doesn't lunge at him, not just yet. Is he going to just dodge her forever, or can she make him put up a real fight? That's what she wants to gauge before making any moves.]