Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:04:27 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:09:54 PM)
*dressed as extravagantly as ever, her hair is left loose behind her today, whisps even straying into her gaze as she writes patiently into a notepad in her lap. The color of her dress is a strange thing to define..almost pink in the shadows, it's a pretty peach tone in the sunlight, trimmed with white lace.* (( http://www.sinful-illusions.com/wiki/index.php?title=File:RasCharlesIIOrange.jpg )
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:14:30 PM)
*Ashur padded up through the treeline, hands rammed into his pockets with his chin down against the faint chill of the November afternoon. His hair was tied back for the moment though some loose tendrils found their way to his brow. From his point of emergence, it looked as though he intended for the fountain*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:16:56 PM)
*she looks up at the movement appearing at the forest's edge..seems the little princess had angled herself to keep the treeline that direction in view. And as soon as she recognizes him, she's smiling warmly, tucking away her notebook and putting it aside to focus on him* Good afternoon Lion's Roar-rhya!
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:18:50 PM)
"Lady Rasia." *He called back as he crossed the lawn, a rare smile touching his lips as well* "I'd hoped you'd be out." *He pauses some few yards away at a respectful distance*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:21:47 PM)
Then we shall both have what we wished, as I was hoping you might find me here. *crystal gaze bright though she has the grace to blush lightly with the admission of her aim* Happy Thanksgiving, Lion's Roar-rhya.
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:24:58 PM)
*Her admission similarly catches him offguard and a moment of surprised discomfirture gives way to genuine warmth and the smile returns in earnestness* "Happy Thanksgiving, Lady Rasia." *His hand half raises to the estate behind her* "Is the household planning anything?"
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:30:39 PM)
I hadn't heard of any extensive plans, but I've little doubt that Kevin will have a feast prepared in the holiday's honor. *amusement tilting her lips, clearly the 50something butler has earned her warm regard* ..Are you having dinner with your pack? *she remains seated where she is, rather than tip forward in the constraints of the corset. The gown's effect lengthens her silhouette, complementing her height and her trained waist*
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:36:06 PM)
*He shakes his head* "They all of them have family that they've vanished to visit. In some cases, like Balanced Blade and Spirit Hive-yuf, they needn't look much further than one another." *He nods back toward the treeline* "I'm left to safeguard the Pridelands in their absence."
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:40:14 PM)
Oh. Then..you wouldn't be attending, I suppose. *Not quite crestfallen, her good manners disguise any dismay with the immediate offer, tilting her head curiously* If you can't get away for a bit, would you like me to plate up something from the feast here for you? I would hate for you to miss out on the meal..
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:44:23 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:46:00 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:46:07 PM)
Oh. Then, you wouldn't be attending, I suppose. *Not quite obviously crestfallen, her good manners disguise any dismay with an immediate offer, tilting her head curiously* If you can't get away for a bit, would you like me to plate up something from the feast here for you? I would hate for you to miss out on the meal... ((Welcome back!))
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 3:49:16 PM)
*He raises his hand and shakes his head* "No, no. Thank you though. I don't eat processed foods." *He pauses and adds tentatively* "Though, if after eating you find time and cause to slip away a time, I wouldn't mind seeing you again later this evening."
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 3:56:35 PM)
*she nods immediately, reassurring him* I am certain my Guardian will tire of my company, in favor of those Tribemates of his who do not have such duty keeping them away this evening. *her smile returning gently*
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 4:01:09 PM)
"I won't be far then." *He said, smile lingering yet* "Were you balancing numbers again, or...?" *He inquired, approaching the last of the distance to go sit with her while upnodding the set aside tablet*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 4:07:09 PM)
*she turns toward him as he sits beside her, the fabric of her skirts still a few inches away from his legs for propriety's sake* No, I was writing a ..a journal of sorts. An entry for my Guardian to read. I've not gotten far. *admitting with a soft laugh* Seems I am always writing, doesn't it?
Reuel (Nov 24, 2011 4:27:06 PM)
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Reuel (Nov 24, 2011 4:27:07 PM)
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Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 4:28:39 PM)
((0.o))
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 4:39:54 PM)
((Hubby borrowing me, bbs!))
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 5:09:37 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 5:35:50 PM)
"Conquers Luna's Ferocity-rhya reads your journal entries?" *He inquired, a flicker of distaste coloring his tone*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 5:43:55 PM)
Oh! No no.. a poor choice of words on my part. *the mixture of horror and embarassment is genuine and immediate* Excuse me, Lion's Roar-rhya. I don't keep a journal myself. It's .. a book that he keeps in his office, a gift from me. And we take turns writing entries. It's a way to get to know my Guardian despite his restrictive schedule. I had the impression that few had bothered to speak with him outside Tribal matters. I was trying to show my appreciation for his hospitality.. In something that wasn't simply a desk set or a ..well. Something less.. impersonal.
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 5:45:57 PM)
"The gift is definitely personal. It warrants mentioning that a scant day or so after mentioning to you that I wished to speak with him, he found occasion to make time for me." *He leaned back and cast his eyes skyward* "Your closeness is proving to be the key for his attention."
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 5:49:29 PM)
He met with you then! *pleased to have managed such, though it's obvious her Guardian hadn't let her know* I'm glad to hear it, Lion's Roar-rhya. Did he agree to your request for instruction?
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 5:56:44 PM)
"Yes, with the caveat of a sensitive Tribal matter being handled by the Argent Pride." *Some of the warmth seemed to have drifted from his presence, and though still amiable enough, his attention drew away*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 6:01:56 PM)
Sounds as though he's giving you quite an opportunity then. *knowing enough from the terminology used, not to press for details* Congratulations, Lion's Roar-rhya. I have no doubt you will prove his trust well-founded. *noting the strange distance's appearance, she studies his expression closely, taking advantage of his distraction to steal a glimpse at his eye-level*
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 6:11:00 PM)
*He nodded silently, the distance gradually growing between them with each passing moment of silence* "...I suppose I should take my leave. I'd not keep you from the feast without some sort of discourse planned."
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 6:17:35 PM)
*her brows knit, and she's struck by the impulse to reach out and touch his cheek.. but she picks up her notebook instead and nods her acceptance as she rises with a sigh* You're right of course. I'll be missed if I don't put in my appearance. I'll wait for you here, once I'm able to make my excuses. Though..I might have to return to my room long enough to collect an overcoat of some sort. The night's chill is.. gathering again. *she turns to him fully and dips in a curtsey perfucntorily, the brilliant blue of her gaze lingering only a moment longer*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 6:22:01 PM)
((perfunctorily))
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 6:24:46 PM)
*He nodded and rose up himself. He started to comment, decided against it and started back for the treeline. Though his pace was slow, he vacated the Tribal Lands without a backwards glance*
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 6:28:51 PM)
*shaking her head and looking at the doors looming before her...murmuring on her way back into the manse* Mental note: This one's the jealous type.
Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 6:30:51 PM)
*He murmurs to himself when he hits the treeline* "Not surprising she spurned Evgeni, a Cliath fresh from the First Change. She has her eyes and legs set on the highest rank she can land."
Rasia Khitrova (Nov 24, 2011 6:32:15 PM)
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Ashur Morningkill (Nov 24, 2011 6:34:27 PM)
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