Post by Bec on Feb 20, 2010 9:36:55 GMT 10
Title: Balls, cut and punch
Rating: PG
Length: 794
Competitor: Joren
Round/Fight: 1/E
Summary: Joren obviously doesn't know who he's messing with, but knows Kel's weaknesses.
Lalasa had made her a beautiful dress, ignoring kel’s cries for less puff in her skirt and a higher neckline. At least it was a dark russet red and the embroidery in the corset was beautiful. Lalasa was adding finishing touches to her updo when a polite knock sounded at the door. Kel jumped up to get it much to the dismay of Lalasa’s
“Gently miss”
Kel opened the door as Neal gave a mocking bow Kel curtsied in return.
“Nicely done Mindelan, you actually look like a girl”
On the second night of midwinter this year, King Jonathan decided that he wanted all second third and fourth year pages to join the court in a ball after the banquet. It had definitely left a short amount of time for Kel to wash, and get ready, Lalasa had insisted in a pretty hairstyle and face paint.
Neal and Kel entered the ballroom and gasped. The room had been transformed into a winter wonderland. A mage, most likely Numair Salmalin, had magicked snow to cascade from the ceiling, melting as they reached the ground, Kel brushed some off her bare shoulder realising that it wasn’t cold nor wet.
They spotted Merric and Seaver seated on couches next to some lovely women. One Kel realised was her sister Adalia. Neal nudged Kel grinning, and then when he looked down at her cocked eyebrows, went red.
“Go for it Neal, oh look It’s princess Kalasin” his grin widened as he went off to Roald and his sister. Kel looked around the room again and spotted a long table covered with canapés and bowls of Punch.
As she reached for the ladle someone snatched it from under her.
She looked up horrified, into the face of Joren.
“Oh I should’ve guessed,” she said distastefully
He scooped punch into two glasses held her eyes for a second then stalked away. Kel stared after him open mouthed. How dare he. She set her glass back on the table harder than she anticipated and sought out after him. How dare he cut her off, when she was meant to be ignoring him, if he thinks he can get away with it he better think again.
Kel finally found Joren on the outside the garden balcony, standing next to a very beautiful girl, maybe she was a woman. The two of them cackled at something below.
“Hey there, Stony” Kel said realising she sounded as she had when she was younger back at Mindelan, challenging the local boys who underestimated her as a girl.
Joren and the woman spun around. Joren looked smug, the brunette beauty looked down at Kel who stood not in the least bit intimidated with her hands squarely on her hips.
“He’s seventeen,” she informed her
She gave Kel a, so what? Look
“Excuse me, will you let me and Joren here have a word”
The lady smiled at Joren then looked down at her nose at Kel and walked back to the music of the ball.
“Who exactly do you think you are? Cutting me off like that, you had no right to”
“Actually I do, I have a stone heart, remember? I have no feeling therefore no personality therefore I have no social skills” she was much to tempted to punch that smirk off his face.
“well… i… you… nobody is allowed do that”
“Really, I think I can you thoroughly insulted me this morning so I’m entitled to, what did you call it, cut you off?”
“Not that”
Joren had a genuine puzzled expression plastered to his face.
“To what are you referring to now?”
“No body is allowed to look as good as you do, I mean that woman is like what twenty three,”
“Seven, she’s twenty seven”
“Whatever, she didn’t even care she was ten years older than you”
“So your admitting I’m good looking then.” Joren grinned
“Like you don’t know,” Kel mumbled as she felt Joren pull her towards him.
In between a kiss Kel hissed “take me to your rooms now before I come to my bloody senses”
“By the way I like you in a dress you look much prettier than her.” Joren grinned nodding his head in the direction of the brunette”
* * *
Kel pushed Joren against his closed door.
“uh, door?”
“Stuff it”
Kel kissed Joren with ferocity; he pushed her back with equal force onto his bed. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it off as he swung down to kiss her neck, she dug her fingernails into his back.
“Ouch, jeez Kel”
She slapped him on the face and swung him round so she was on top and slapped him again.
Joren tilted his head at her glaring at her intensely.
“Payback darling"
Rating: PG
Length: 794
Competitor: Joren
Round/Fight: 1/E
Summary: Joren obviously doesn't know who he's messing with, but knows Kel's weaknesses.
Lalasa had made her a beautiful dress, ignoring kel’s cries for less puff in her skirt and a higher neckline. At least it was a dark russet red and the embroidery in the corset was beautiful. Lalasa was adding finishing touches to her updo when a polite knock sounded at the door. Kel jumped up to get it much to the dismay of Lalasa’s
“Gently miss”
Kel opened the door as Neal gave a mocking bow Kel curtsied in return.
“Nicely done Mindelan, you actually look like a girl”
On the second night of midwinter this year, King Jonathan decided that he wanted all second third and fourth year pages to join the court in a ball after the banquet. It had definitely left a short amount of time for Kel to wash, and get ready, Lalasa had insisted in a pretty hairstyle and face paint.
Neal and Kel entered the ballroom and gasped. The room had been transformed into a winter wonderland. A mage, most likely Numair Salmalin, had magicked snow to cascade from the ceiling, melting as they reached the ground, Kel brushed some off her bare shoulder realising that it wasn’t cold nor wet.
They spotted Merric and Seaver seated on couches next to some lovely women. One Kel realised was her sister Adalia. Neal nudged Kel grinning, and then when he looked down at her cocked eyebrows, went red.
“Go for it Neal, oh look It’s princess Kalasin” his grin widened as he went off to Roald and his sister. Kel looked around the room again and spotted a long table covered with canapés and bowls of Punch.
As she reached for the ladle someone snatched it from under her.
She looked up horrified, into the face of Joren.
“Oh I should’ve guessed,” she said distastefully
He scooped punch into two glasses held her eyes for a second then stalked away. Kel stared after him open mouthed. How dare he. She set her glass back on the table harder than she anticipated and sought out after him. How dare he cut her off, when she was meant to be ignoring him, if he thinks he can get away with it he better think again.
Kel finally found Joren on the outside the garden balcony, standing next to a very beautiful girl, maybe she was a woman. The two of them cackled at something below.
“Hey there, Stony” Kel said realising she sounded as she had when she was younger back at Mindelan, challenging the local boys who underestimated her as a girl.
Joren and the woman spun around. Joren looked smug, the brunette beauty looked down at Kel who stood not in the least bit intimidated with her hands squarely on her hips.
“He’s seventeen,” she informed her
She gave Kel a, so what? Look
“Excuse me, will you let me and Joren here have a word”
The lady smiled at Joren then looked down at her nose at Kel and walked back to the music of the ball.
“Who exactly do you think you are? Cutting me off like that, you had no right to”
“Actually I do, I have a stone heart, remember? I have no feeling therefore no personality therefore I have no social skills” she was much to tempted to punch that smirk off his face.
“well… i… you… nobody is allowed do that”
“Really, I think I can you thoroughly insulted me this morning so I’m entitled to, what did you call it, cut you off?”
“Not that”
Joren had a genuine puzzled expression plastered to his face.
“To what are you referring to now?”
“No body is allowed to look as good as you do, I mean that woman is like what twenty three,”
“Seven, she’s twenty seven”
“Whatever, she didn’t even care she was ten years older than you”
“So your admitting I’m good looking then.” Joren grinned
“Like you don’t know,” Kel mumbled as she felt Joren pull her towards him.
In between a kiss Kel hissed “take me to your rooms now before I come to my bloody senses”
“By the way I like you in a dress you look much prettier than her.” Joren grinned nodding his head in the direction of the brunette”
* * *
Kel pushed Joren against his closed door.
“uh, door?”
“Stuff it”
Kel kissed Joren with ferocity; he pushed her back with equal force onto his bed. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it off as he swung down to kiss her neck, she dug her fingernails into his back.
“Ouch, jeez Kel”
She slapped him on the face and swung him round so she was on top and slapped him again.
Joren tilted his head at her glaring at her intensely.
“Payback darling"