ᴇᴄᴄᴇɴᴛʀɪᴄ ɴᴏʀᴛʜᴇʀɴ ᴍɪɴx (
ungovernable) wrote in
faderift2016-01-29 10:26 pm
→ the serpent of nevarra
WHO: Benevenuta Thevenet, Dorian Pavus, Zevran Arainai, Nerva Lecuyer, Taashath, Rafael Viteri AND THE OTHER ONE. I don't know how to spell that and I already looked up Rafa's name.
WHAT: Pretty much what it says on the tin. And by tin I mean subject line.
WHEN: Covering a span of several weeks, after puppies and before showing up late to Emprise du Lion.
WHERE: Nevarra, mostly.
NOTES: Plotting post; original sign up post. Get at me at
matriarchal or via PM if you have needs.
WHAT: Pretty much what it says on the tin. And by tin I mean subject line.
WHEN: Covering a span of several weeks, after puppies and before showing up late to Emprise du Lion.
WHERE: Nevarra, mostly.
NOTES: Plotting post; original sign up post. Get at me at
Having taken Ayse's information to the Inquisition leaders, Benevenuta is dispatched with a small group to handle the matter in Nevarra. Feel free to do individual closed threads within the subheaders of anything you want to achieve in Nevarra, and we can work out amongst ourselves how best to do plot elements! We will try to spread out plot contributions so that we don't get bogged down in a ten thousand person thread for any one part.

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The flustered heat that raised to her cheeks made her face twist in ways that were probably hilarious to anyone who could see them, so she was glad that no one else could.
"Do you usually go from threatening people in their beds to inviting them to yours?" She finally answered, which wasn't an answer, and therefore the safest thing she could think of. Because she also wasn't dead, and it wasn't like she didn't have an imagination, or curiosity.
Or horror.
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"I will pass." It still felt like mockery, to her, and she is fairly sure that it would come to haunt her, if she even looked like she was considering it.
"I am sure I can find more pleasant ways to occupy my time," She can't quite stop herself from sniffing, a little insulted. Not that he didn't like her - that she was far used to - but the idea that she would be so angry, in bed.
Even if it was true, there was a small, quiet part of her that found that sad.
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"Does she?" Nerva raised an eyebrow.
"She is an excellent chess player, I will give her that much. And she made me a gift of a dog." She says it as if she's a little confused as to how or why that happened in the first place, but she's glad for the change of topic.