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 Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:06 pm
He bowed his head. "i'm sorry to disappoint you, I heard you playing and couldn't help but listen. I won't disturb you again." He turned to head out back through the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:13 pm
((How did he know I was the one playing? biggrin ))
"Ah..." She saw him leave into the kitchen.
What is he so worked up about?
She followed him down into the kitchen.
I better grab something to eat here...I'm starvin'... There were no cooks in sight so she grabbed an entire skinny loaf of bread from the basket on the wooden prep table.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:16 pm
((he didnt but since it stopped at the same time that she came running out he made an educated guess)) He was in the kitchen still cleaning up the small mess he'd made from his sandwich. He didn't say a word or even look at her. He walked around her as if she wasn't there. He assumed she didn't want him to bother her anyways. Once he'd cleaned up his mess he poured himself a fresh glass of water. His face was white, he had been thinking about his dream and started to remember it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:20 pm
Nika didn't understand that Eric had taken what she'd said the night before strongly to heart.
"So what's going on with you, Eric? How're your friends and such? Did Alex take the money I gave to you? I hope he is doing well." She poured herself a glass of red wine.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:26 pm
He sipped the water and kept his answers short. "I'm well. Alex took the money. The boys and Sira are fine. Excuse me" He went into the servants dining hall and sat down with his water he suddenly felt ill. He was probably over-heated from working so hard in the morning. He put his head down breathing hard, he suddenly felt like he was going to throw up or pass out.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:30 pm
Nika had watched him walk into the servants dining hall. She noticed his odd behaviors. "Eric, what's going on, son? I thought you and I were friends...why are you suddenly so abrupt? Look, there are no nobles around to see us talking. Besides, I'd be upset if they said we couldn't be friends just because you're a servant and I'm a princess....for the love of..." Then she noticed he had his head on the table. She walked over to him, ignoring the inquisitive stares from nearby servants. "Eric? Are you alright?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:35 pm
He rolled his head from side to side in a 'no' and mumbled "I feel sick to my stomach. I think it's heat stroke." He spoke just above a whisper. With his head still down. "And I can't get this image out of my head."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:38 pm
"Heat stroke..." She repeated. Not knowing exactly what to do she grabbed a pitcher of water and said, "drink this!" She poured some into an empty wooden cup for him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:43 pm
He rolled his head back and forth again. "I've had enough water, drinking more will probably make me sick." His body shuddered coughed against throwing up. I shouldn't have eaten that damn sandwich
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:48 pm
"If you're having a heat stroke, you need to rest...I guess you can't stand. I can carry you back to my room." She said the last bit in a whisper. "You've clearly been outside in the sun too much." She hoisted him over her shoulder and carried him as far as the kitchen. "Hang in there, dammit." She hoped no nobles would see her or else she'd probably be reprimanded. She hurried across the kitchen, hoisting him up again, trying to be gentle, until she got to the stairs. She hurried up until she reached the first landing... "agh....just a minute while I catch my breath." She said, exasperated.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:54 pm
"No." He weakly tried to get away. "You can take me to my own room. I can't get you in trouble." When she set him down on the landing he forced himself to his feet. "I will go to my room I don't want to get either of us in trouble. I have a position that restricts my being in this part of the castle unless on er " He closed his eyes trying to keep from throwing up. "I'll be fine in my own room. Thank you for your concern." He started back down the stairs taking them one at a time.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 5:57 pm
Down the stairs with small steps Ashling came, stumbling upon the seemlingly akward scene of her old friend Nika and a new face. She toyed with her fan, which lay at her side, and raised a questioning brow to them.
"It's been a while, hasn't it Nika?" she said as the man caught her eye. "Is your friend alright?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 6:03 pm
He nodded to both Nika and Ashling. "Lady Ashling, Lady Nika." Then continued slowly down the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 6:11 pm
DamianBaqer He smiled. "As my wife-to-be, you may ask anything you wish." He brought the journal out and opened it. Skewed across the pages were various quotes and sketches, some in other languages. "This is a collection of things I find beautiful." He flipped through the pages, there were images of old married couples smiling at each other, young kids, flowers, birds, animals, the quotes varied themselves and under each one was a name with an age. "I enjoy drawing what I see." He looked at her. "Would you care to look through it. Really it is the best way to see what i've done, where I've been, the people I've met. It's like an encyclopedia of myself except more varied and not as dry."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 6:12 pm
"Ashling!!" She tried to keep her voice quiet. "It really IS you....my, it has been so many years." She hurried over to her friend and embraced her.
"I've missed you so....but the matter at hand...yes, this is my friend. Please keep a secret...he's a servant here, and he's having a heat stroke. I can't just let him wander off...he's seriously ill. Could you please find a nurse somewhere? I'll tend to him in his quarters." She bowed to Ashling and rushed over to Eric. "Come on." She grabbed him up again and carried him down the stairs to his quarters. "This is it, right?" She placed him on his bed.
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