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 Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 9:45 pm
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Unfortunate for Mengyao, word of one tiny noblewoman predominently dragging another nobleman through the encampment was something very rarely seen, and, with that, whispered very quickly through the grape vine, like wild-fire.
So, Lifen was already on her way towards Lan's place, lightly wringing her sleeve softly between her hands as she went to go knock on her domain. Nearly being run over by the woman as she removed herself from the home, mismatched eyes widenening and eyebrows shooting up as she peered down at the smaller noblewoman, who's clothing looked worse for wear.
"What happened? I have heard whispers that there was something ill with Mengyao?" She asked, trying to keep her curiousity and worry low in her voice.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 11:01 pm
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Her stallion?
The mere words that came from the mouth of the little noblewoman made her start a little, flushing out right and furrowing her eyebrows a little, clearly a little startled. She was about to answer the woman with a light correction, but when she started talking again, Lifen couldn't help but listen in, head tilting softly to take it.
"I have assisted you before in doing such." She answered dryly, knowing she would remember the now two times. "I cannot promise that it will relieve him completely, but if I have a word with him, or two." She finished, before sighing out of her nose, trying to dispel the colour on her face and going to stand next to the woman.
"What will you do whilst I attempt to settle him down?" She asked quietly, waiting for Lan to return to her abode with the dark haired Artisan in tow.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:07 pm
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Mengyao was not, to say the least, at all pleased to learn that Lan had tattled on him to Lifen, of all people. Lifen, who was probably the only person that could calm him down at the current moment.
Lifen who he was still irrevocably in love with but could not be with.
"Try not to trip over yourself on the way out," Mengyao snapped back at Lan, probably more childishly than strictly necessary. He caught site of Lifen and hastily turned away from her, his bloodied cheeks reddening as he said, a bit quieter, "It was not necessary for you to come."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:34 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 6:47 pm
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It was actually rather amusing to catch a time when Lan and Mengyao were in familiar moods, snipping at each other like children. Giving a soft smile to the departing storm known as Lan, she turned to Mengyao, going to sit in a chair next to where he rested, looking at him softly, giving him a little sigh.
"Care to tell me what happened here?" She asked, almost feeling like a mothering woman watching over a pair of children, but she couldn't help but look down at the wounds on his face, his throat, giving him a worry-filled look.
"You're worse for wear. . . " She strayed off, lifting a hand to softly press on his reddened cheek, trying to wipe off some of the blood that was on it.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 9:43 am
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He glowered after Lan for a moment, but it took too much energy, and seeing as how it was taking every bit of strength Mengyao had to simply stand upright and pretend he was just fine, he couldn't put much effort into snarking with his childhood friend.
"Nothing happened," he said curtly, but sat down on the bed anyway, not caring that he might be dirtying Lan's sheets (served her right). He couldn't look at Lifen, not now, not when he was like this.
Gentle fingers touched his cheek, and Mengyao flinched, his heart in his throat. He reached up a hand and pulled hers away from him, trying not to notice how his own fingers trembled.
"I'm fine. There is no need to dirty yourself with me."
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