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[tar_telemnar]

*Feels inordinately pleased that Pharazon gave him the "audition the chick in chainmail" job.*

Yeah, you can keep your diplomacy, I'll watch the woman. Okay toots, let's see what you got.

EDIT: *creeps home, suffering from wounded pride, with a rather impressive bruise developing on his face.*

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[man_heart]

*frowns*

Toots? Did you say TOOTS!?

[tar_telemnar]

Yes sweetheart, if you just do your stuff and I'll see what I can do for you.

:D

*suggestive wink*

[man_heart]

*draws her sword* :|

What did you have in mind? Sparring? Dummies? What?

[tar_telemnar]

How's your wrestling technique? ;)

[tar_calion]

*hears you come in and comes out to meet you*

So, what's the verdict?

[tar_telemnar]

*mumbles, trying to hide his face* Yeah, she'll do.

[tar_calion]

So what did you test her-

Grand-dad? What's wrong? Why have you got your head at that funny angle?

*frowns* Is that a bruise?

[tar_telemnar]

No! No, well, yes. Just a little one.

Erm, just got a little carried away with sparring, that's all. >.>

[ar_zimraphel]

*stifles a snicker*

[tar_calion]

I'm SO hiring her. :p

[ar_zimraphel]

Well. As long as she keeps her hands off

[tar_calion]

I don't know, it might be fun to have two attractive women fighting over me. :p