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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 7, 2009 13:57:39 GMT -5
“He is,” I said, smiling as Horus took a final bit of pigeon from my hand. “Hunting always calms him down. I can understand that though, I get edgy if I’m inside for too long.”
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 8, 2009 1:04:32 GMT -5
I chuckled. "Then I say that you should not travel to Ruskovia for winter months. You get very edgy," I told him.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 8, 2009 12:16:49 GMT -5
“Does it really snow as much as they say?” I asked curiously.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 12:44:45 GMT -5
"I do not know what they say, but probably," I said with a soft laugh.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 12:46:08 GMT -5
“They say it’s so much that you can’t leave your home for weeks at a time,” I told him. “That it piles up taller than the buildings.”
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 14:33:44 GMT -5
"It piles because we must..." I couldn't find the word, so I mimed shoveling. "We be inside because it is very cold. Very... dangerous."
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 15:39:37 GMT -5
“I can imagine,” I said, chuckling and nodding. “If I ever visit I will make sure to go in the summer.” Horus began to fidget a little so I slipped his hood back onto him.
“Shall we return to the palace and then go hunt down a meal of our own?” I asked.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 22:10:24 GMT -5
"I think you have good plan," I agreed with a smile. I returned to my mount and swung astride.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 22:13:22 GMT -5
“Thank you,” I said, smiling and carefully mounting again. Horus settled into place and I reined my mount around. “Do you have a particular place you like to eat?”
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 22:49:58 GMT -5
I shook my head. "I do not know the palace very good. If you have a suggestion, then I am... all ears?"
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 22:51:49 GMT -5
“The food at the palace is good, or we could go into the city proper,” I said.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 23:10:17 GMT -5
"What is... easier for you?" I asked, not wanting to inconvenience my new acquaintance.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 23:15:24 GMT -5
“The palace is easier, but the city is more fun,” I replied, grinning.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 9, 2009 23:46:12 GMT -5
I chuckled. "The city," I decided with a grin, remembering our earlier similarity of being trouble-makers.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 9, 2009 23:47:35 GMT -5
“I was hoping that was what you’d choose,” I told him, grinning wider.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 10, 2009 0:30:09 GMT -5
"Good. Do you know good restaurants?" We were moving steadily back to the palace. I knew it would be but a few minutes before we were back at the mews.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 10, 2009 0:38:09 GMT -5
“I do. Is there a kind of food or atmosphere you prefer? Or want to avoid?” I asked, grinning wryly.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 10, 2009 11:26:52 GMT -5
"Not too fancy. But not too... dirty also," I said with a chuckle. "I am not wearing right clothing for the two."
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 10, 2009 11:52:16 GMT -5
“I think I know just the place then,” I told him as we came over the rise and the palace appeared before us.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 10, 2009 23:34:56 GMT -5
"Very good," I said with a grin as we headed in.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 10, 2009 23:38:51 GMT -5
I smiled and then looked forward again as we drew nearer the palace. Soon we were at the stables again and I swung down, tossing my reins to a stable boy.
“I need to go get Horus settled, do you want to wait here?” I asked Fydor.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 11, 2009 0:47:44 GMT -5
"May I watch?" I asked, swinging down as well.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 11, 2009 0:53:51 GMT -5
“Of course,” I said with a smile.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 12, 2009 16:53:02 GMT -5
"Thank you," I said with a smile. My mother had raised me polite after all.
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 12, 2009 23:17:12 GMT -5
I made sure Horus was settled and then began to lead him back up to the aviary.
“So tell me more about yourself Fydor, what do you enjoy doing when not learning about falconry?” I asked him.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 14, 2009 17:16:25 GMT -5
"I feel like I am just working on my D'Angeline," I said with a chuckle. "I am in class at the Academy. But it is good I think. I am getting better. And I am teaching Lessa Ruskovian words."
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 14, 2009 17:28:39 GMT -5
"Who is this Lessa you've mentioned?" I asked, wondering who it was he was trying to impress.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 15, 2009 1:48:21 GMT -5
"Lessandrie de Merliot," I said with a grin. "She is the woman that I court. Am courting."
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Post by Shea de Vermandois on Aug 15, 2009 13:23:13 GMT -5
“The Duchesse?” I asked, unable to completely hide my surprise. Word was that she was an icy lady and not one to be interested in such things as courting.
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Post by Fydor Romanov on Aug 15, 2009 17:16:42 GMT -5
I nodded. "Yes, the Duchesse," I confirmed with a smile. I wasn't sure why he seemed so surprised, but he probably just hadn't heard that she was courting someone. Perhaps he'd had an eye on her himself. "Do you know her?"
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