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Deacon Frost
He shot Salim a glance as he was counting money, then he trudged after Samira, he was tired, how long he would remain awake he was not sure. At least he did some good tonight, the place was still standing.
He gave Samira a small smile as she looked back at him, he was so lost in his own thoughts that he had forgotten that he should be following her more closely.
"I'm coming, just a bit slowly I think."
He shot Salim a glance as he was counting money, then he trudged after Samira, he was tired, how long he would remain awake he was not sure. At least he did some good tonight, the place was still standing.
He gave Samira a small smile as she looked back at him, he was so lost in his own thoughts that he had forgotten that he should be following her more closely.
"I'm coming, just a bit slowly I think."
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Samira nodded and once they were in her room she stood there biting at her lip. Some preferred to watch her undress and others ripped them away from her themselves. She reached for the shoulder of her sheer top her eyes watching him curious what would happen.
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Deacon Frost
He closed the door behind him and sat down on the plush bed, no wonder the men chose her, this bed was as soft as he had ever felt. He looked up at her,
"That look in your eyes reminds me of a doe I had hunted, that same frightened expresion. Like I said, you are safe for now. Relax."
He closed the door behind him and sat down on the plush bed, no wonder the men chose her, this bed was as soft as he had ever felt. He looked up at her,
"That look in your eyes reminds me of a doe I had hunted, that same frightened expresion. Like I said, you are safe for now. Relax."
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Deacon Frost
"I claimed you because I know what the song would do to the men, you are so far the only one who spoke to me and did not offer yourself, so I claimed you, to save you at least for tonight."
He kicked off his shoes and stretched out on his back, legs hanging from the side of the bed, his naked feet on the floor, the harp cradled in his arms.
"Also I liked the way Salim almost had an heart attack when I plucked you away from those she-devils."
"I claimed you because I know what the song would do to the men, you are so far the only one who spoke to me and did not offer yourself, so I claimed you, to save you at least for tonight."
He kicked off his shoes and stretched out on his back, legs hanging from the side of the bed, his naked feet on the floor, the harp cradled in his arms.
"Also I liked the way Salim almost had an heart attack when I plucked you away from those she-devils."
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He will not pay you for tonight because of it. Mirri simply seeks a true home or what she thinks would be a true home no matter what she would endure there.
She watched him glancing back at him as he laid there.
I have not seen many pale travelers like you willing to work in the gathering houses.
She watched him glancing back at him as he laid there.
I have not seen many pale travelers like you willing to work in the gathering houses.
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Deacon Frost
He grimaced,
"I seek to make enough money to buy passage back home, I do miss the misty hills of my island."
He softly began to sing a song, accompanying himself with the harp,
"There was a Soldier, a Scottish soldier, who wandered far away and soldiered far away, there was none bolder, with good broad shoulder, he fought in many a fray, he fought and won."
He stopped and chuckled softly,
"I even have songs about my father, truly one could feel inadequate when the only thing you have of your father is a sword and a song."
He grimaced,
"I seek to make enough money to buy passage back home, I do miss the misty hills of my island."
He softly began to sing a song, accompanying himself with the harp,
"There was a Soldier, a Scottish soldier, who wandered far away and soldiered far away, there was none bolder, with good broad shoulder, he fought in many a fray, he fought and won."
He stopped and chuckled softly,
"I even have songs about my father, truly one could feel inadequate when the only thing you have of your father is a sword and a song."
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She was still confused by his not doing anything but sat there talking with him still. She did however chew on her lip as they talked. This was very strange to her but since this stranger had shown up few things have been normal.
Tell me of your land?
Hearing him speak of his father she sighed.
I remember no father... and only rumor that my mother was of the Gathering houses as well.
Tell me of your land?
Hearing him speak of his father she sighed.
I remember no father... and only rumor that my mother was of the Gathering houses as well.
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"My land...if only I did not smash my guitar over that oaf's head I could have shown you. Now I will have to do it the hard way. It rains a lot as it is an island, for years my forefathers lived there, big, powerful men. They used swords as heavy as you are, their shields taller than them. In contrast to them, I am the runt of the litter. The hills is covered in grass, plenty of food for cows, goats and sheep."
He sighed, lost in a private thought,
"We usually have a very pronounced accent in any other language, but for my singing, I had to learn to talk without it. The trees stands tall and strong, it takes two men to saw one down and many hours of hard labor to bring that wood to the villages where they make it into timber. It was from the timber of my homeland that I learned to build my own music instruments. And oh the lasses of the people,"
he just had to laugh.
"Fiery they are, they would rather slit a man's throat if they do not like him, than to listen to some idiotic ramblings about how pretty they are. You're eyes remind me of them, you at times have that fire, other times you look like you did earlier. Frightened."
He turned slightly onto his side so that he could look better at her.
"There is lakes, more water away from the ocean than you can imagine, there are legends of monsters in the depths. But so far I can not say that I have met any monster apart from man. We are also an oppressed people, the men that came here by ship, the soldiers? They want us to serve their king, but I think that it will never happen, too much pride in the Scots."
He fell back onto his back,
"Ah fair lady, if you could gaze upon my land, you may find it in your heart to love it as well."
"My land...if only I did not smash my guitar over that oaf's head I could have shown you. Now I will have to do it the hard way. It rains a lot as it is an island, for years my forefathers lived there, big, powerful men. They used swords as heavy as you are, their shields taller than them. In contrast to them, I am the runt of the litter. The hills is covered in grass, plenty of food for cows, goats and sheep."
He sighed, lost in a private thought,
"We usually have a very pronounced accent in any other language, but for my singing, I had to learn to talk without it. The trees stands tall and strong, it takes two men to saw one down and many hours of hard labor to bring that wood to the villages where they make it into timber. It was from the timber of my homeland that I learned to build my own music instruments. And oh the lasses of the people,"
he just had to laugh.
"Fiery they are, they would rather slit a man's throat if they do not like him, than to listen to some idiotic ramblings about how pretty they are. You're eyes remind me of them, you at times have that fire, other times you look like you did earlier. Frightened."
He turned slightly onto his side so that he could look better at her.
"There is lakes, more water away from the ocean than you can imagine, there are legends of monsters in the depths. But so far I can not say that I have met any monster apart from man. We are also an oppressed people, the men that came here by ship, the soldiers? They want us to serve their king, but I think that it will never happen, too much pride in the Scots."
He fell back onto his back,
"Ah fair lady, if you could gaze upon my land, you may find it in your heart to love it as well."
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She listened and smiled to him she could not imagine anything but sand and the occasional olive trees or palm. When he mentioned the fear in her eyes she looked away biting her lip. Did such actions and glances really bother him? Then she heard the words about the woman of his land and the fire they wield and she could not imagine any woman being aggressive like that unless they were desert "rats" as many called them and they were often captured and forced into the same life if not worse than hers.
They are not... struck for such "fire" not hunted or made to become as we are?
They are not... struck for such "fire" not hunted or made to become as we are?
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Deacon Frost
He shook his head,
"My people like it like that, they want their women to have fire, it makes for strong children."
He paused, studying her,
"We do not have what you are here, we have gathering houses and there you can eat and drink and dance and most of the time you will find willing women there to satisfy your needs, ones that you need not pay."
His fingers carressed the strings of his harp, more in memory of his home world than in the need to play. He sighed softly,
"Oh land of my fathers how I wish to see thee again, but my journey is far from over I fear."
He suddenly sat up and looked at Samira,
"There is one thing that I want to ask of you, nay make that two things."
He shook his head,
"My people like it like that, they want their women to have fire, it makes for strong children."
He paused, studying her,
"We do not have what you are here, we have gathering houses and there you can eat and drink and dance and most of the time you will find willing women there to satisfy your needs, ones that you need not pay."
His fingers carressed the strings of his harp, more in memory of his home world than in the need to play. He sighed softly,
"Oh land of my fathers how I wish to see thee again, but my journey is far from over I fear."
He suddenly sat up and looked at Samira,
"There is one thing that I want to ask of you, nay make that two things."
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What do you wish of me to do?
She bit her lip curious more and more of his homeland a place where places like Salim's Gathering house would not exist in the fashion it does now. What would that be like? They do not strike women for "fire"
She bit her lip curious more and more of his homeland a place where places like Salim's Gathering house would not exist in the fashion it does now. What would that be like? They do not strike women for "fire"
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Deacon Frost
He smiled at her,
"The first thing I would want to ask is permission to touch your hair."
Oh he was sure that was nothing she have heard before, but he just needed to feel her hair slide through his fingers.
He smiled at her,
"The first thing I would want to ask is permission to touch your hair."
Oh he was sure that was nothing she have heard before, but he just needed to feel her hair slide through his fingers.
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Deacon Frost
He reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, they felt like silk and he had to admit that he liked the feeling. It of course had no effect on him, it was the same as watching a beautiful sunrise, he kept stroking her hair for a while, then leaned away,
"Next I want to know if you will dance for me if you are not to tired."
He grinned gently,
"The music will be no problem."
He reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, they felt like silk and he had to admit that he liked the feeling. It of course had no effect on him, it was the same as watching a beautiful sunrise, he kept stroking her hair for a while, then leaned away,
"Next I want to know if you will dance for me if you are not to tired."
He grinned gently,
"The music will be no problem."
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Deacon Frost
"I am, but I would like to see if I could capture your music again."
He closed his eyes and allowed his senses to reach out for her, slowly a melody came to him and he started to play. He was not sure if the song had any meaning to her, but he played what he felt was right and then when the music flowed he opened his eyes to look at her.
"I am, but I would like to see if I could capture your music again."
He closed his eyes and allowed his senses to reach out for her, slowly a melody came to him and he started to play. He was not sure if the song had any meaning to her, but he played what he felt was right and then when the music flowed he opened his eyes to look at her.
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Deacon Frost
He kept playing, the music was actually something that needed a little bit of a beat to it. He could almost hear the drum that was needed and without thinking about it, he used a thumb to strike the drum beat on the frame of the harp.
It was an interesting tune, he smiled as he watched her dance. She really knew how to move her body, that was something very few could really do so naturally.
He kept playing, the music was actually something that needed a little bit of a beat to it. He could almost hear the drum that was needed and without thinking about it, he used a thumb to strike the drum beat on the frame of the harp.
It was an interesting tune, he smiled as he watched her dance. She really knew how to move her body, that was something very few could really do so naturally.
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Her dancing while in some ways "enslaved" the minds and hearts of those around her it brought "other ideas" to the minds of some... normally like the Amir and the Warlords and others. Her hips and arms swirl and sway rippling like the waves as she moved. Even with her eyes closed she knew the confines around her all too well never once tripping or bumping into anything.
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Deacon Frost
He marveled at the grace and of course the art of her movements, he realized that by now many a man would have been all over her. He looked at the harp, hoping that she would not feel offended that the only thing that he did was to watch her.
He marveled at the grace and of course the art of her movements, he realized that by now many a man would have been all over her. He looked at the harp, hoping that she would not feel offended that the only thing that he did was to watch her.
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Deacon Frost
He looked up and locked his blue eyes with hers, a sad little smile playing over the corners of his mouth, the songs kept coming and he kept playing. Finally he spoke up,
"What does this music mean to you?"
He looked up and locked his blue eyes with hers, a sad little smile playing over the corners of his mouth, the songs kept coming and he kept playing. Finally he spoke up,
"What does this music mean to you?"
