Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 4:59:17 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 4:59:24 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 4:59:58 AM)
"Did you have somewhere in mind?" Following after him, a relaxed easy pace to her stride. Adjusting her attire just a touch as she goes after all the sitting about.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:02:30 AM)
*Aleron's moving quickly, but being 6'5" will let one do that pretty easily. He slows a bit as he seems to recall she's trying to keep up without jogging* I imagine the empty grass out here will suit well enough. Just need to find a couple sticks we can use.. *outside the freehold, his voile fades somewhat, revealing a strange double-view of a tailored business suit as well as the 18th century court attire*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:03:45 AM)
"Sticks? Oh, you really weren't kidding. Well, I'll be honest, I work better with my fists, butI'll give it as good a try as possible. And you don't need to slow for me, a light jog is fine. Thats how I came to the freehold in the first place ..."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:07:21 AM)
I'm not having a tantrum, nor does my ego need a woman to chase after me. *wryly* There is no reason I can't show some measure of consideration for one who is humoring me enough to let me get my frustrations out in a vaguely productive manner. If you'd prefer fists, I'll give that a go. I've no real skill either way. *he takes a moment to tie a red ribbon on his right wrist and wind it around the heavy gold links of a bracelet of some kind, two dull grey medallions hanging from it. once that's secured, he removes his sword to lay it aside nearby* You are ready?

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:10:49 AM)
"No, both of us being at a disadvantage isn't such a bad idea." Moving to adjust her feet a little and then bringing her fists up before her. Her tanktop riding up to reveal a toned stomach with hints of feminine ab's beneath.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:15:00 AM)
*the man in a suit holds up a hand, palm outward* Fair warning..we should pull punches. What do you know of House Gwydion?

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:18:07 AM)
"Little to nothing. I don't know much of the houses. Politics seemed one of the least important things to learn quickly in the last few months. No offense intended." A pause as she watches how he stands and a small smile. "Move your right shoulder back a little or you'll telegraph your punches, I'll be gone before you've even swung."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:24:46 AM)
It's likely to be the case regardless. *returning with decent humor* Please believe me that I am not the sort prone to egotism or machismo. Yet, for the record, pull your punches, please. If you do real damage..I'll kill you. And it is not my intent. *he does take her advice though, and corrects his stance* Begin whenever you are ready, Madison.

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:27:10 AM)
"I'll do what I can, I'm not used to exhibition fighting. If I connect a little harder than I intend, my apologies." She honestly seems to mean it to as she starts to dance about him, eyeing how he moves, his reflexes. "Just fists?" Using the pause as hes thinking and replying to bring a hand around and hit him near the kidney's. Its more a tap though than what could so have easily been a rather painful blow.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:30:05 AM)
Mght as well.. *cutting off with an unexpected exhalation* learn something new. Sneaky. *his punches are well-telegraphed ..but he holds his hands correctly. As if rather than completely untrained, he were simply -terribly- out of practice. His feet are in the right places, but he's not swinging through his frame*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:33:02 AM)
"Alright. I have some martial arts training ... don't want to hit you with a foot if its not fair." Dancing about him, body moving with an athletic grace, beautiful in a rather aggressive way. Her lips pulling into a delighted smile as she goes at it. "You're not bad. Not great but ... not bad. I'd fight beside you." Another shot, this time coming in and trying to wind him, to knock his breath out. No real permanent damage, just annoying.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:37:04 AM)
*catching her blow to the throat, the glamour around him flares dangerously before subduing. It's a convenient meter of how far she can push him, it reacts visibly to darken or seethe as he takes the shots she deals..with few exceptions. He manages to dodge once or twice, at most. Struggling to force air into his lungs again he backs up and keeps a wary eye on her until he's got a ragged breath in to steady himself, then comes right back into it. He's not shy about taking the punishment..and he's trying to learn from her, concentrating as best as one could while being harried and smacked around*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:39:25 AM)
Her martial arts training is coming through, what shes doing isn't many blows but where shes landing them is ... well thought out. Waiting for that opportunity. Stepping one way then coming the next. Or stepping and then actually following through. Keeping him guessing. Though at one point walking straight into one of his punches and falling back onto her behind with this stunned look upon her face. Hand coming up and wiping at the resulting blood.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:43:30 AM)
Damnation.. *immediate concern, he offers her his hand* I'm not as good at puling them as you are, I apologize.

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:44:27 AM)
"No .. no. I stepped into it." Blinking and shaking her head, trying to clear the stars before accepting his hand and pulling herself up. Taking a few breaths and then giving him a slightly bloody smile. "No harm done."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:46:00 AM)
*a gloved hand retrieves a folded handkerchief which he offers to her. It would seem despite his slow speed and lack of real dexterity, he is incapable of an awkward movement*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:47:07 AM)
She just smiles at him and then accepts it. Dabbing at her lips, trying to stop the small cut that just has this clear desire to bleed. "More?"

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:49:11 AM)
If you'd like.. *he's breathing somewhat hard from the exertion, seems the noble really is a businessman more than an athlete of any kind. At least for now.* I confess, my temper has calmed at this point, but I would not stop before you were ready to.

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 5:50:05 AM)
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Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 5:50:11 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:51:20 AM)
She continues to dab at her lips before finally moving to pass it back. "Well part of me is wanting you to step into one of my punches too but you didn't mean to hit me like that. Plenty of other times to spar, now that you've got your frustration out."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:51:20 AM)
*in the mundane, his charcoal suit and the courtly voile can't seem to clearly decide which he's wearing. Currently he's standing beside Madison as she holds a handkerchief to her split lip. Aleron looking a bit winded, despite that Madison's the one bleeding*

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 5:52:50 AM)
*Tyler's got an unearthly, almost distracting aura about him that would draw attention. Musician wasn't a bad choice for this one.*

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 5:53:59 AM)
She came out slowly, leaning on the axe as she walked. To the mortal world, it looked like she was leaning on the axe handle some as she walked towards them and exhaled a little watching. "Fresh air, does wonder like pooka wisdom"

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 5:54:02 AM)
Alright then, thank you for the impromptu lesson. *a raised hand indicates she should keep the handkerchief* In exchange..I should warn you not to hand out samples of your blood so easily. They make fine sympathetic links for magic.

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:55:35 AM)
"Magic?" A quirk of an eyebrow before a shrug and she slides the handkerchief into her trackpants right pocket. "Uhh, alright. I'll keep that in mind."

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 5:56:03 AM)
Are we picking cards?

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 5:56:28 AM)
She leaned a bit on the axe and nodded, "yep.. Hair, blood, finger nails.. they can all be used a little. Old Jim talked about it a lot." She sighed and looked to the side, "about earlier.. Sorry.."

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 5:58:33 AM)
Madison looks surprised by the apology but nods to Melissa. "Thank you. Its alright."

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 5:59:55 AM)
I'm not relieved, or undressing any of you with my eyes. *A grin*

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:02:23 AM)
She sighed and rubbed her forehead, "Tyler.. for once.. I really wish you wouldn't make the comments of hitting on her when its a heart feld oment

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:03:03 AM)
Not shutting up now. *Lights a smoke*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:03:42 AM)
Madison shakes her head, smiling and this slightly dangerous glint to her eyes. "Its alright, if he was a dreamer ... I'd be making the most of how hes reacting to how I look anyway. If its working for him ... then it'll be working for them too."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:06:33 AM)
*he chuckles, remaining out of it now that seems seem to have unwound, there's no need for the sidhe's intervention.*

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:06:49 AM)
((that it. I can type!))

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:07:04 AM)
She looked at Tyler then to Madison, "always easier things to find out there darlin. Look you need advice, most of us will give ya it. I'm about as good for nothing in my state. " She looked at Gideon, "Alereo.. a word.. please." She limped a little off to the side.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:07:19 AM)
((Aleron! lol))

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:07:49 AM)
(shes still slightly drunk.. deal with it)

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:08:01 AM)
((If it's IC, I'll go with it. LOL))

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:08:28 AM)
*Is smoking contently, seeming to not make another comment at the moment*

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:09:15 AM)
*the Gwydion looks over, a faint smile on his lips at that* It's Aleron, Miss Pepper. *turning to Tyler and Madison to excuse himself with a nod before moving to meet the limping trolless and hear what she needed*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:09:49 AM)
A smile, amused, finding men who're turned on by her appearance not the hardest thing shes found. Moving to take a seat on something convenient, wondering quite why the two came out here now. Touching her split lip and testing its stopped bleeding.

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:11:13 AM)
She stepped off to the side and looked at him with a flat glare, "Next time you want me to say sorry.. just advise it politely.. and don't go fhte banter around the point. It doesn't help anything. Specially when I'm in a crap ton of pain, taking no pain killers, doing school, balancing my dreamers and working shifts on top of figuring out how to get armor so Ink doesn't go bat shit nuts if I get in a fight again."

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:16:17 AM)
She nodded, "but thanks.. I gotta get going though.." She looked at her watch, "I gotta get some sleep before classes.."

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:16:22 AM)
*and..at the glare and the tone she decided to take, the glamour around him goes from neutral to thumderstorm * You... *taking a slow steadying breath, the flashpoint of his temper having been weathered, only barely* ..You have one chance to rephrase that, madam. On account of your predicament. Or I will be forced to accept that you truly are looking for a fight, despite the best intentions of those around you, and my own restraint. *his response is quiet*

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:20:37 AM)
(Madison's ghosting, folks)

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:21:50 AM)
She looked at him and blinked and sighed, "Aleron, its a suggestion for next time. Not some order or such. If your battle weary or such, next time a polite talking to me in a corner or such. Just saying it works better, but do what you will, "She turned walking away as she leaned on the axe.

Melissa Pepper (Aug 16, 2011 6:22:31 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:23:07 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:23:25 AM)
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Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:24:03 AM)
((Wb))

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:24:15 AM)
(thanks, sorry about that, annoying ghosting)

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:26:02 AM)
*and the Gwydion makes no comment as she withdraws, closing his eyes once she's gone for a moment and trying to calm himself with another slow breath before he opens his eyes to look over those remaining with something of an apology in his gaze* Forgive me, Madison, Tyler.. It seems I won't be fit company this evening after all.

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:27:00 AM)
That's ok, I don't need to go to bed soon anyway. You sure you don't want to come with me?

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:27:04 AM)
She tilts her head and theres a flash of a smile, daring in her eyes. "Would it help if I let you split my lip again, or at least try to?" Moving to rise from her position, not sure what to make of the man's changes in mood.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:29:12 AM)
*looking to both offers..and startlingly, he seems to be considering each*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:30:08 AM)
A quirk of an eyebrow before her eyes flick to Tyler, and then back to Gideon. "Oh, I ... see..."

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:30:38 AM)
Can't say I'm not stunned---I didn't think he'd want to put a ring on it first.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:31:11 AM)
*a creaking metallic sound as he closes his left fist slowly, almost compulsively, opening the fingers slowly and doing it again, apparently unaware of it* I..thank you both. But no.. I am not fit company of any kind right now. Your offers..are kind.

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:33:11 AM)
"Mmm ... as you say. Well, don't let her words get to you." A nod to him and then starting to walk off, as though perhaps its been done for the day.

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:33:32 AM)
You had trouble translating that one, didn't you, redcap? *Grinning like a maniac. The words: pleasantly surprised would describe him.* Good evening.

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:34:00 AM)
*a light nod to the redcap's advice, though his gamour seems to react to the implied instruction..he's touchy at the moment and he knows it* ((Yay only one sux on wpr. lol Night folks!))

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:34:20 AM)
((Night.))

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:34:25 AM)
*without further comment, he moves toward the parking lot and gets in the car*

Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:34:38 AM)
(cya :) )

Gideon Ryder (Aug 16, 2011 6:34:43 AM)
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Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:35:00 AM)
That's not my call as well. Wasn't worth a try. G'night!

Tyler Smith (Aug 16, 2011 6:35:16 AM)
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Madison Nairn (Aug 16, 2011 6:35:22 AM)
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