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The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

Started by Marian Hawke, Dec 13, 2018, 07:17 pm

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Jassinth

Picking up on Marian's unease, though not realizing how deep it goes, Jass moves further into the room to give her a possible exit. Slipping off his weapons and stacking them neatly by the door, he then heads for the bed. "Perhaps we could start over? Get some... first hand experience? From what you say, you have only books and rumors, no? Well, and the word of dear Isabela and your... sister was it? The woman you were with that knew my body double?"

Marian Hawke

Marian nods. "I um, I'm sorry, I didn't... I didn't know her Zev was a drow until just that minute and I was um... she's been hurt bad by men before and I was worried she was... I'm just overprotective?" she manages, her voice in a squeak.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

"Zev?" Isabela's voice is casual, but Marian has her full, undivided attention all the same.
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Jassinth

"Another merikos drow her sister knows evidently, one that looks like me from a distance." Jass shrugs a little, then grins. "Not as pretty as me, I am sure. Shall I take over breakfast preparations or would you care to finish?"

Marian Hawke

Seeing Isabela's eyes still on her, she adds, "I never met the guy, but my sister's entangled with him. Um, I can finish cooking, um, I can make more?" she adds, glancing at the stove.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

"Alright," says Isabela, relenting a bit. "But then I think it's time I walked you home, little lady."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

Marian winces. "I'm not a kid," she mutters. "I'm of age."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Jassinth

"About my age, I would wager," Jass comments lightly, casting about for something to start a conversation with. "What brings you to the Oak?"

Marian Hawke

"Long story," mutters Marian, bending to pick up the spatula.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

Such a teenager, thinks Isabela. "You're from Draslina? Which god?"
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

"Uh. It was Alydra, but it's Zanon now," she admits.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Jassinth

And I'm the evil one? "Lovely," Jass mutters. "Do you travel often?" he asks in a normal volume.

Marian Hawke

"Not-- not often, no. Uh, I'm not really sure what my long-term plans are. I kind of... well I'm kind of between hom-- jobs, right now," she admits, shifting a bit.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

"Hey," says Isabela, more gently. "Do you actually have a place to go when you leave here?" 
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

"Uh. Yeah. I mean, I've got companions and family and stuff. We're all kind of figuring things out right now. Storm needs to see a druid like, yesterday, so we ended up here."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

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