Annoyed with women in general
[14:39] Crow (melchior.wardell) eyes the woman up and down “Dress to kill ?” he asks while he glances about to see her alone.
[14:40] Lisanor Dasmijn shot a glance at the man all dressed in black, kind of having a hunch what his profession was. A pretty distressful look on her face as she looked around to see where Mordred had run off to. Her hands ran over her dress as she did seem to be out of place here. “I had no clue he would take me here’, she answered distractedly as if the man would know what she was talking about.
[14:42] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods once, but even that motion seemed to be done with thought. “I doubt you would have agreed if he asked ?” he asks “Either way … I doubt you wish to remain … ” he stated casual while he seemed to inspect his fingernails as if he was bored with the woman already.
[14:45] Lisanor Dasmijn: “Probably not”, she answered him as she had been pretty pissy even before he had brought her. “Dont have much of a choice, but I guess Ill have to change a little when it comes to dresses”. She gave him a prissy look now, the thought of all her fine silk dresses getting ripped to pieces along the branches and bushes here nearly horritying her.
[14:47] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded “I think so …” he replied casual “I will wait while you undress.” he added as if it was some afterthought. He runs his hand through his hair while he regarded her “Oh … and before you call me rude … I am Crow … call me the local undertaker.”
[14:50] Lisanor Dasmijn: “Watch me undress”, she asked all dignified. “What on earth makes you think Im going to undress”. Damn that Mordred she thought to herself, she had no clue where he had run off to. She was clutching her veil still in her hand. Another thing she should have put back before descending the hill. “For now Im just fine in what Im wearing, thank you very much”. Her tone of voice started to get more sharply by the minute. “Crow.. crow”, she repeasted. “Well met I guess, or maybe not..but my name is Lisanor”.
[14:50] Lisanor Dasmijn: indignified*
[14:52] Crow (melchior.wardell) brow lifted while she spoke “Are you … and tell me on whos authority is it that it is just fine ?” he asks tonelessly. He watched her intently and knew that she was hardly adjusted to the hard life of Laura … let alone in the Laura that was yet to be build. “Lisanor … mmm … seems quite the name … ” he again gave a dramatic gesture … as to show she was alone with him.
[14:55] Lisanor Dasmijn: She quickly reapplied her veil regardless of he fact he had already laid eyes on her. For some reason it gave her a safer feeling. “On my ..uh..companion”. She was a kept woman really, but mentioning that to him didnt seem to be a good idea. He was right, her life had been one of luxury and to be here had definitely not been her idea. But apparently they needed a place to hide and where better to do that than at a place like this. She sighed and pursed her lips. She took a step backwards at his gesture, fully aware she found herself in a rather precarious position.
[14:58] Crow (melchior.wardell) noticed her stepping back and wondered how many steps she needed to make to find herself out of balance. “Ah … yes companions … army of escorts … and yet … here you are alone.” he remarked bored with excuses of women in general “I can do it for you … if you fear it might give the wrong signal …I am sure in time we will teach you not to show shame at what you are.” he said while he brushed down his cloak as if there was nothing else more valuable to do at the present.
[15:04] Lisanor Dasmijn: Really, who did the man think she was, some common place slut or whore. Her whole life had been constructed around her being properly bred and prepared to serve as a companion within Gorean tradition. Her eyes flashed but she managed to retain her temper aware that really if he intended to harm her in whatever way, there wasnt much she could do about it right now. It took her a lot of will power though, her temper always having been overly fiery. “I am not alone!”, she exlaimed. “He is just.. “, and her hand waved into the directions of the woods “still exploring a little.”, she let out a deep sigh and took another step back just as he had expected. She fell flat on her butt and after having recovered from the first shock, angrily smacked her hands to her side in an attempt to push herself up again. “I am perfectly happy with who I am right now”, she snapped back.
[15:08] Crow (melchior.wardell) frowns “Ah … you are not alone … reminds me of a girl that once spoke of something she called movies … ” he muses. He pointed before him “I will be perfectly honest … ” he lied and with true conviction “I doubt he will return … so … you can make a choice … You undress, perhaps beg a local merchant with coin to dress you in silks … or I will do it … and I am far from very considerate to .. what might be left of your skin.” he unsheathed his dagger. The woman to stuck up to adjust in this place was better on her knees than anything else. The fact she was wearing so much black made him even more headstrong about the matter.
[15:13] Lisanor Dasmijn: “Aahhh..”, she breathed out and shook her head completely confused at the man’s behavioiur. “What is wrong with you?… I mean.. why do you want me to undress. I come here with my companion in search of a new home. We look around and just randomly you want me to undress?”…. “Gah.. really.. men..”, she muttered these last three words to herself while she pushed herself upwards and started to brush the dirt of her skirts. “I will most definitely not undress myself and neither will you. I am Free and demand to be treated as such” Of course she was scared to death although she did her very best not to show any of it. Her eyes regarding the dagger that seemed awefully big.
[15:17] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods again slow “Again … I ask you … on whos authority do you think you can stop me from doing so ?” he asks. He hated to speak this much and his mood was getting darker by the ihn. He moved closer as this slithering serpent “What the hell do you think woman … Being all arrogant and worried about your dress while there are dangers even worse than getting undressed.” he finally said “I would be considerate to what you say …or how you look.” he than snapped his hand out to her elbow and forced her to walk with him unless she broke free from his grip.
[15:20] Lisanor Dasmijn: “My companions!!!”, she spoke with a high pitched voice now, a slight panic coming over her as he came closer. She could sense his mood getting darker but what bloody alternative did she have than to defy him. Undressing herself and risking a collar that way? No way in hell was she walking that road. “I am deeply sorry if I gave you the impression I was arrogant”, in that respect she started to back down a little. She walked with him obviously, not being much of a component to his strenght.
[15:21] Crow (melchior.wardell) made sure his pace was slight quicker than her own. He was a teacher and didn’t believe in soft measures. He dragged her with him to the Inn where he had seen others.
[15:22] Lisanor Dasmijn: She had to run to keep up, stumbled here and there until they had actually reached the inn. She had no clue what he was on about.
[15:23] Crow (melchior.wardell) than pushed her roughly from him while he hadn’t let go of her elbow. Perhaps with the intent to let her trip over her dress. “Anyone in here !” he called out “I think this one needs a job to earn some coin … ” he added. His eyes squinted to her – a warning was given in that look alone. “Let us hope someone needs you … or you might get naked after all.” he says his voice soft but with the intent to keep word.
[15:27] Lisanor Dasmijn did nearly trip over her dress but managed to stay upright, saving some of her dignity. She had no clue where his fucked up temper came from or what she could have possibly done to get him into that mood. All she had been doing was walk down the hill on her own. She wasnt sure whether the question about cooking was directed towards her but she hoped not. She had been raised among servants only.
[15:32] Crow (melchior.wardell) watched her intently while he waited for someone to reply. “might be that luck has turned on you hmmm..” he said sarcasticly to her. It was clear that the woman would have to learn to adjust quickly or be at the mercy of men indeed naked. Perhaps to her luck he was a very patient man and waited a bit longer, knowing that some might be hard at work.
[15:35] Nevar (nevar4lander) called out to the patrons..”Coming Master !” , with that she quickly wash her hands again and move into the tavern area..
[15:36] Lisanor Dasmijn: His gaze upon her gave her goosebumps and it wasnt the kind she would get when Mordred trailed his fingers over her bare skin. “Seems luck has turned against me all day’, she mumbled adn pulled a weird face behind her veil. “Is that how you treat any free woman who comes here?.. trying to undress her, that will leave clear the town of free women within a heartbeat”. She tried to buy time with her babbling, truly hoping Mordred would walk in at some point. “I still dont get why you are doing this??”,she near squeecked. “Its completely pointless”.
[15:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) didn’t see anyone from before and tells her “I will give you two full days … to find a good living arrangement here … or … find the coin to leave and never come back … since if it isn’t these options … I assure you … the next time I will not speak but cut that dress from you.” his words smooth and yet they eld that sinister undertone. “Now be out of my sight woman … and be sure … that when I meet you next … you have something to earn your keep.” he flicked his hand to her to dismiss her as if she was some annoying bug.
[15:37] Mayuka-chan (mayuka.amat): H-hey! Where the hell’re you going!?
[15:37] Mayuka-chan (mayuka.amat) scowled as she moved over to flip some of the bosk onto a pan.
[15:38] Nevar (nevar4lander) floundered between kneeling in tower or nadu , yet opted for nadu sensing his dark mood, she waited til he had finished speaking before offering her service..”Greetings Master , Mistress” she whispered..”Might this beast be of service?’
[15:39] Lisanor Dasmijn grunted. “Perhaps we come here with enough coin without having to take up an arrangement ” and flashed her eyes at him simply because she couldnt resist. She grabbed her skirts and turned to make her way towards the door.
[15:39] Crow (melchior.wardell) just turns on the woman as if she was already from his mind, still aware that even she might be dangerous and as ever ready. He looked down on the girl and shook his head “No girl … and from what I was hearing you might be needed in the kitchen.” he winked to her. His dark mood clearly feigned with the lady or so it seemed.
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