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Dangerous Women
By: Grumbles Date: May 10, 2018, 12:34 pm
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The sun beat down on the courtyard of the grand house thug had
been granted him, and Mikhail Vladimirovich was sweat stained
and laboring in it. The archery targets were broken down, their
straw lay as bedding for the horses, the planking was stored in
the hayloft. Shields no longer lay in piles about the court
yard, but a pair have been hung to either side of the gate and
others have been stored in one of the unused rooms. Logs are
scattered on the ground, with rope coils piled up neatly here
and there. It was the actual frame of the training ground that
Mikhail and Igor sat on, drinking cool water one of the women
had brought them. "Well, this was fun while it lasted my
friend....but women have a way of rearranging a house do they
not?"
After all, the training ground had been built initially for a
woman...though they had used it a good deal...and now another
woman had ordered it dismantled for the sake of yet another
woman. Though the older man was out there with him, Mikhail was
baring as much of the work as possible and really had let Igor
help more to keep the man from brooding on his injury and for
his company than anything else.
The women of the household had been tasked with rearranging and
reusing the feast from the nigh before in order to put on a good
spread for the cavalcade that was to arrive tonight. At least
much of the food was preprepared in that way.
#Post#: 3887--------------------------------------------------
Re: Dangerous Women
By: earthdawn66 Date: May 11, 2018, 6:33 am
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*the day was a busy one for the entire household from sunrise to
sunset. As Emma finished setting the large table for not a meal
but a feast as they were enteraining once more this time for
what was told to her Possible Wives. So everythign was perfect
as she could make it*
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Grumbles Date: May 11, 2018, 8:44 am
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Mikhail was bathed and dressed before sunset, standing out in
the courtyard looking over the work he and Igor had been so
headily involved with. The courtyard was still a bit rough
around the edges from where the logs had bitten into the ground,
but even that had been smoothed over as best as it could be. The
ropes were coiled up with the spare shields, the logs were
stacked with the firewood awaiting splitting, and the heavy
timbers were stored not far from the front gate. Those timbers
could be hauled into place to brace the gate should the worse
sort of situations occur, providing an extra level of protection
to the household. The heavy iron spikes and the tools were
stores with the timbers, ready at hand.
From the smells drifting out from the kitchen he could tell the
women had worked another miracle and Mikhail was oddly at ease
with the world. Tonight Mikhail had actually broken out the
court finery, his heavily embroidered silk kaftan has a black
base but the cloth seemed to swim in fresh blood red, kolvorats
and other symbols of the old world cover the finely made
garment. From beneath the vivid red of his fine linens peak, the
collar of res and white blazing against the black and red of the
kaftan. The sword belt he wear is not the heavy leather
utilitarian one he usually wears, no tonight he wore the belt of
leather backed silver work that looks like interlocking serpents
twined about his hips. As usual more silver shows at his arms
and neck, and tonight he wears the heavy silver signet ring he
so very rarely used. A firebird over a swirling river shows on
the ring, for those with sharp enough eyes go pick the design
out. At the soft tread of booted feet behind him Mikhail sighs
"soon my friend, soon they will be here...the Ladies of this
house" for only an outsider or a fool would think there was only
one.
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Amaris Date: May 11, 2018, 9:45 am
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There was a soft giggle from atop the wall where Amaris sat. She
smiled down at them and it would be unnerving how much different
she looked...and just what she looked like. Backlit by the
lights from the palace, the colbalt blue gown and white veil
left no doubt who her Sire sculpted her to resemble.
"Honestly, you sound like doom is upon you, Mikhail. On the
other hand, you look wonderful in your garments ... rarely does
a man look so good going to his doom."
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Grumbles Date: May 11, 2018, 9:56 am
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Looking up at that giggle, Mikhail forces himself to not jump at
the unexpected direction of the sound...he'd recognized its
owner after all. Seeing her attired as she was did make him
stare though...the connection wasn't one he'd made, but then he
didnt frequent the churches here...much to Igor's annoyance.
"I do not think...that the blessed mother was prone to
clambering over men's walls...but you do make for quite the
fetching image of Her dressed like that Lady Obterus." Laughter
bubbles in his voice as he shakes his head at her.
"One should always look their best when going to their possible
doom...why do you think finery is usually reserved for visiting
court?" Grinning up at her, he glances about for the easiest way
for her to get down...not just then bothering to ask how he got
up there, that would be for later. "Tell me Lady, if you are
supposed to be chaperoning the ladies coming here tonight, have
you taught them all how to fly as well as you...have they all
flown away at the approach of their own doom?"
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Amaris Date: May 11, 2018, 11:41 am
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"And just how do you know what the Holy Mother was apt to do?"
Her voice held the same restrained laughter it had come to
acquire in his presence. She looked to Igor and back to him
before getting to her feet, surprisingly gracefully, atop the
wall.
"And I do not fly, it would be unseemly. I do however make good
use of opportunities as they present themselves..."
She walked slowly towards the heavy timbers stacked near the
gate, hopped down onto them, then made her way nimbly down the
stack, hopping off the last one with a grin. She made her way
over to him and looked him over. Her hands traced the belt
around his hips before smiling up at him
"I admit I am a bit jealous at this moment. Had I know that
presenting myself as a possible wife would have you dressed so
richly I would have considered it long ago. You are
devastatingly handsome tonight...it makes my heart ache so."
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Grumbles Date: May 11, 2018, 12:32 pm
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"A bird told me once" he responds offhandedly as if that were
the most natural response in the world.
Mikhail was grinning the whole time as she finds her way down
off the wall. "It would be unseemly to leave other guests
outside while you show off too...I trust you haven't gone to
gather your flock to torment...to guide, yes to guide here?"
Mikhail doesn't move as she runs her hands over the well made
belt, smirking down at her and doing well to keep his hands to
himself...they weren't alone after all. "Oh, is that an offer of
your hand then?" his tone is light and teasing, he knew better
down in his bones.
Leaning down toward her face "I am always this handsome, the
wrapping is just prettier tonight" comes out in a conspiratorial
whisper.
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Amaris Date: May 11, 2018, 1:42 pm
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She smirks at his words
"While I may be prone to less than ladylike behavior, I am
rarely as rude as you imply. I am not the one in charge of
bringing your would-be brides to you, that would be your ice
maiden's doing. I am here to simply laugh at your discomfort and
dislike them all.... as you well know."
Unlike him she was not concerned with the fact that they weren't
alone. It wasn't as if his whole household had not heard them
together.... more than once now. She grinned up at him as she
used the belt to tug him closer. She was not loud...but her
voice was not a whisper either.
"Would it be that I could....but I am not worthy to be a bride
of Perun, I must settle for being a lover only. My bridegroom
is destined to be one much darker and wilder still...perhaps
Veles will have me once you have tired of my chaos."
And then, in response to his whispered admission, and just to
watch him blush, she spoke a bit louder
" But.... unwrapping the things you want is the best part...no
matter how prettily packaged."
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: earthdawn66 Date: May 13, 2018, 10:38 am
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*Natalya arrived and being the cold woman she was she walked in
through the gate not waiting for it to be answered when she
reached MIkhail and Amaris she smiled*
You are very nicely dressed this evening Mikhail here are your
brides to be
*coming in the gate was an elderly woman in her late 40 mabye
early 50s she had streaks of gray coming through standing about
5 4 in height and he same in width. She was quiet and Demure
looking Natalya grabbed the womans hips*
Strong give you many Sons
*the next was maybe mid to late 20s Short jet black hair her
skin was was a golden brown with a Brand of the Realm on her
thigh identifying her as a Slave. Their was a fierceness in her
eyes*
Strong willed and strong body able to give you a good time
*the last coming in was about 12 maybe 14 showing no growth as a
woman blonde haired peircing blue eyes ass eh looked up to him
with a smile that could melt a glacier*
She has menstrated and can be trained in what ever you want of a
Wife
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Re: Dangerous Women
By: Grumbles Date: May 14, 2018, 9:06 am
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Mikhail shrugs off the memory, perhaps muddled by the later
passion of the night...it was of no importance to him who
brought the women. "You enjoy my discomfort as a sibling would
more than a lover Amaris...it's remarkably charming" his voice
doesn't carry far past them in spite of the whole household
being aware of their status as lovers. That last bit is said
louder and rather cheerfully for a man facing an unknown
selection of brides tonight.
Then she hauled him close by his belt and he laughs, a clear
deep note in the night. "Your desires Do run deep...at least
with one you might give That pet name too I know you'll be cared
for, and you can always ask me to hurl a lightning bolt at him
when he's misbehaving eh?" Pulled in close as he was, smirking
down at her he was tempted to steal a kiss.
Amaris gets her wish, though he doesn't blush at her words, his
ears do brighten as just then the gate opens and in comes
Natalya with three women in tow. Taking a half step from Amaris
as he turns to face the entering women, he is still standing
comfortably quite close to the woman.
Bowing his head in difference to Natalya "good evening Lady
Svyatoslav..." that smirk flickers back into life "...thank you,
as always the same could be said for you." Turning those
laughing amber eyes onto the women with Natalya, he smiles and
looks them each in the eyes in turn.
The first woman he is just as polite too as the others, but no
matter how strong Natalya claims her to be...and he forces
himself to not grin at her hip grabbing display...she was also
far too old in the eyes of his people, after all grandmothers
were revered for their seeming invincibility to the passage of
time and knowledge, not for their ability to birth children.
The second woman's fierce gaze immediately sees a fire light in
the tall youth's eyes, an answering ferocity that rises up
eagerly even though his smile remains polite. The bit of tattoo
showing from her attire is noticed but remains unremarked upon
for now, it could be hidden but her status ad a slave was likely
to be known of by at least some at court...complicating matters.
The last, who seemed more girl than woman in spite of Natalya's
assurances, he regards with that same polite smile and a slight
softening of the laughter in his eyes. She was a pretty little
creature and the only one younger than himself, but there was
still an air of childhood about her though he could see she'd
become a beauty amongst women.
"Welcome, welcome to you all to my house. I am Mikhail
Vladimirovich, for the evening your host and thus at your
service..." he bows his head to the women before sweeping his
arm towards the kitchen door. "Come, a feast had been laid in
anticipation of your arrivals."
A brief glance at Natalya, as if expecting her to throw some
barrier into the proceedings, and he'd go to open the door for
allthe women in the courtyard...asking Igor to bar the gate in
passing.
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