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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 1, 2010 1:51:36 GMT -5
Keleth could feel she wasn't joking about the killing part which seem to show she was hiding something very secretive toward her sisters which he would indeed keep in mind if it ever came back to him. He was distracted by the next question he didn't have time to respond back about her little difference or secret. Looking at rose he smiled and walked toward a little bench and sat on it, "Well seeing how i spent most my life with D'Haran soldiers living their life I feel I'm a D'Haran. Though i really have no idea where I'm from. What about you?" He explained to rose about his life and where he had came from and then asked her the same question.
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Post by Rose on Aug 2, 2010 14:17:29 GMT -5
Hmm...so not a very popular subject with Keleth. He didn't know where he came from. Typical. There were so many people here that didn't know, especially among the Mord-Sith. They were take from their families from such a young age, they didn't know for certian. Some remembered, like her, but not many. He was a D'Haran at heart, that was for certian. That's all that really mattered here. When he asked her the same question, she hesitated to answer. Was it worth bringing up the past to try and gain Keleth's trust? Perhaps. She would give him the basics, nothing more. "I'm a full-blood D'Haran. My family lived in a little village that almost nobody has heard of. I haven't seen them in twelve years." She didn't even know if they were still there or not. Her sisters were probably married by now, her parents may have passed on. She wouldn't know. She rolled the sprig of Rosemary between her fingers, silently wishing she could see them again.
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 2, 2010 14:57:19 GMT -5
Twelve years Keleth thought was a long time, but then he felt the same thing he hasn't seen his parents since he was ten. Looking at Rose he notice she was holding something in her hand, "What do you have holding in your hand?" He asked as he notice what she hiding something or just holding onto something.
(sorry so short)
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Post by Rose on Aug 4, 2010 23:25:51 GMT -5
Rose stopped playing with the Rosemary. She had to come up with some sort of an excuse. But what could she say that would be logical? "It's Rosemary. I came to check and see if it was ripe enough to start picking to dry. It's not quite ripe yet. It'll be a few more weeks before it's ready to be harvested. The servants will have to start on the parsley soon, though." Lying was easy for Rose, natural, almost. There was no possible way that Keleth could be able to see through it. Not even a confessor could read a Mord-Sith. She had perfected her lying skills through the years, and it was doubtful that Keleth could see through the lie.
((OOC: It's ok. Mine is short too, so we're even))
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Post by Keleth Silverkin on Aug 5, 2010 2:57:18 GMT -5
Something seemed to not add up but Keleth had no evidence in fact and it seemed Rose looked like she was telling the truth so Keleth just let it go and nodded. It seemed that the day was getting old and the night was soon to arrive any minute so Keleth decided to take his leave and get some rest for the big day tomorrow. Looking at Rose, "Well then, I will see you around the Palace. Maybe tomorrow I will figure out what I really am. Good day Rose!" Keleth spoke as he turned around and went up the steps that lead back toward the People's Palace.
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