Eighteenth House of Westeros ♛ Filtered/ Action ♛ Kissmass

[songsandstories]

[Lady Lucrezia]

Dearest Lucrezia, I have wished up some furs, cloaks from my home. If you would like, I could show you some. With the cold weather and all, you are more than welcome to have one.

[They may not be exact replicas of Northern cloaks and furs, but they are just as warm. She's laid them out on her bed, one by one. There's also fur gloves, arm cuffs, and shawls. It's almost like home. Unbeknownst to her, the odd looking decoration she brought back is the nutcracker. It's sitting on one of her shelves.]

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[Ser Ezio]
[Sometime during the evening:]

If you are not otherwise engaged, I wished to take the horses out. Arya once said I was allowed to take out her unicorn, Aegon. You were my companion before. I should like to ride with you again, not as far this time.

[She's already down at the stables, brushing Aegon. There's a number of nutcrackers around, unseen.]

I am at the stables if you wish to join me.

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[Dressed in fine fur, Alayne has taken her bow out. It's been sometime since she's been out with it. She isn't all that good with it since her last instructor left the castle months ago. It's at least relaxing, to be out and focused.

She's not that far from the castle, working on her aim. Most of her arrows don't hit the tree, but she is trying.]

ooc: the latter is for anyone who does have plans, and I couldn't think of something specific. We can just say there are some nutcrackers in the tree as decoration. Or not if you don't want kisses. Opened to plan and unplanned kisses.

Comments

[staggeringego]

[ James himself is out and about this fine December day, continuing to work on his brooms. Field testing and making sure that people aren't about to be bucked off them when he finally tries to coerce people onto them in order to make them play a game they've never heard of before.

He's taken a break for a bit, but still has the broom slung over one shoulder as he walks across the castle grounds, and only stops because he notices Alayne practicing. He debates approaching for a moment, but somehow he realizes marching right up to an armed lady isn't the smartest of plans.

So instead he calls out from where he's standing. ]

Nice shot.

[songsandstories]

[She lowers the bow when she hears the voice. Bowing, Alayne starts to head to the tree to pick out her arrows afterward. Putting them back, she waits until he's closer to greet him.]

Good day, James.

[staggeringego]

[ And as soon as he sees she's not planning on shooting more for the time being he'll just be strutting his way over. When he's closer he takes the broom off his shoulder and drops it onto the ground. ]

It certainly is. Out for some practice?

[songsandstories]

[She holds the quiver around her shoulder and nods.]

I wished to do something outdoors.

[staggeringego]

[ Nods in agreement. He can understand that. ]

It's a nice enough day for that. Shame the weather's gotten as cold as it has though. Not that I imagine it affects the archery one way or the other.

[songsandstories]

I mind it little. The winters of my home are much harsher. [Though the Vale is south of the North, winter has still set in.]

[staggeringego]

[ He looks surprised by that. ]

Are they? I can't imagine that's pleasant.

Alayne

[assassino]

I certainly will.

[Amused:]

A unicorn, you say?

Ser Ezio

[songsandstories]

Yes. Apparently it was the only one not frightened of her wolf, Nymeria.

Alayne

[assassino]

A little girl in boy's clothes who rides a unicorn and keeps a wolf? You keep bizarre company, Alayne. It makes me wonder if you are just as surprising under that cool demeanor.

Ser Ezio

[songsandstories]

Arya is perhaps the most interesting person I know. [And that is truth.] There is nothing worthwhile in the life of a bastard stuck in a rock quary. Of that I can assure you.

Re: Ser Ezio

[assassino]

Funny you should say that, because I have met few people who weren't worth my while.

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[songsandstories]

Clearly they have never been to the Vale. [Although she did like it. Even if the Moon Door was quite terrifying. She witnessed Petyr push her aunt out of it. And there certainly were interesting things in the Eyrie, though all of it were secrets, secrets she kept behind that calm demeanor.]

Alayne

[heloise]

Am I to be your dearest now?

Lucrezia

[songsandstories]

Is it so wrong that I like you? [Her last friend being Jeyne Poole, and only the gods know what fate has befallen her.]

Alayne

[heloise]

Even if it is, I would not be one to speak.

Would you have me to your room?

Lucrezia

[songsandstories]

You are most welcome here.

sorry! phone-tagging and dropping words all over

[heloise]

I will be at your door shortly, if you tell me where it is.

no worries

[songsandstories]

[And here is a fill in of where she lives, because I don't remember.]

[untilmydarknessgoes]

[Damon catches an arrow by the shaft right before it can lodge itself into his chest. He raises a brow and looks at her before looking at the tree she was clearly trying for.]

Normally, I'd say nice try but that'd be a terrible lie.

[songsandstories]

[A hand shoots to her mouth in dismay, though he appears fine. She curtsies low, remembering who he is.]

My pardons. I had not thought my aim was so bad. [Arya would laugh.]

sorry this is so late! i've been a mess fjdskjhfs

[untilmydarknessgoes]

You sure you know how to handle that thing?

[He twirls the arrow casually in his hand a moment as he moves closer to her.]

no worries

[songsandstories]

Of course I can. [But the bow is put down.] I am still learning.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

...That's what you call it?

[Damon had to try not to laugh as he held the arrow out for her to take.]

[songsandstories]

[She takes a few steps to grab the arrow. She wants to ask if he is always this insufferable, but she knows the answer to that.]

My thanks.