Post by PeroxidePirate on Feb 8, 2010 2:21:40 GMT 10
Title: Sponsorship
Rating: PG
Length: about 250 words
Competitor: Sabine of Macayhill
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary:AU in which Kel is the second known girl page in her time, and her sponsor is the first.
As the pages finished their supper and began to clear their dishes, Lord Wyldon's voice rang out across the room. “Page Sabine, Probationer Keladry, report to me before you leave.”
Kel looked at her sponsor, curious. Sabine's face was impassive.
“It's been nice knowing you,” Cleon said, clapping Sabine on the shoulder and earning a quick grin in response. “Esmond, we might as well go. I'll show you the libraries.”
Cracking jokes or murmuring words of encouragement, Sabine's other friends also began to leave.
“Come on, then,” Sabine said, picking up her tray. “We'd better not keep him waiting.”
The two girls cleared their dishes, then went to stand before the training master's table. Sabine bowed, and Kel quickly did the same.
“It is natural that you two would wish to stick together,” he began, “but do not forget that your training here is serious work. If I see any evidence of conniving, or flirtation, or if you distract the boys from their training, Keladry will have to find another sponsor. Friendship must never come before duty.”
“Yes, my lord,” Sabine said quickly, though there was something not entirely respectful in her bearing. Kel wondered if she was exceptionally brave, or if all third year pages were slightly crazy.
“Yes, my lord,” Kel echoed.
Lord Wyldon studied the two girls, face unreadable. “Very well,” he said at last. “You are dismissed.”
Rating: PG
Length: about 250 words
Competitor: Sabine of Macayhill
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary:AU in which Kel is the second known girl page in her time, and her sponsor is the first.
As the pages finished their supper and began to clear their dishes, Lord Wyldon's voice rang out across the room. “Page Sabine, Probationer Keladry, report to me before you leave.”
Kel looked at her sponsor, curious. Sabine's face was impassive.
“It's been nice knowing you,” Cleon said, clapping Sabine on the shoulder and earning a quick grin in response. “Esmond, we might as well go. I'll show you the libraries.”
Cracking jokes or murmuring words of encouragement, Sabine's other friends also began to leave.
“Come on, then,” Sabine said, picking up her tray. “We'd better not keep him waiting.”
The two girls cleared their dishes, then went to stand before the training master's table. Sabine bowed, and Kel quickly did the same.
“It is natural that you two would wish to stick together,” he began, “but do not forget that your training here is serious work. If I see any evidence of conniving, or flirtation, or if you distract the boys from their training, Keladry will have to find another sponsor. Friendship must never come before duty.”
“Yes, my lord,” Sabine said quickly, though there was something not entirely respectful in her bearing. Kel wondered if she was exceptionally brave, or if all third year pages were slightly crazy.
“Yes, my lord,” Kel echoed.
Lord Wyldon studied the two girls, face unreadable. “Very well,” he said at last. “You are dismissed.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!