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Idehr Raokas ([info]introvertedorc) wrote in [info]nosuchplace,
@ 2008-09-11 09:26:00
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Saturday, September 29, 2007
Who: Aveira and Idehr
Where: the Blacksmith's and the Wine Bar
When: mid-evening
What: Idehr pays Aveira a visit. At night.

Idehr needed a smart shirt. Desperately. His wardrobe consisted almost entirely of T-shirts and hoodies and he had no good clothing with which to impress anyone, so there was nothing for it. He asked Malcolm if he could borrow a nice and crisp button-down shirt after dinner and retired to his room in order to change. Thankfully he still had deoderant and sprayed some on himself before wearing the shirt. Maddy wanted to know what he was up to, so he told her that he was going to see Aveira and she had a knowing little smile right until she had to go to bed. He'd deal with that later. At the moment, he had to buff his pair of black shoes (his only other pair, actually) and comb his hair.

He told himself that he was just going to pay her a visit. At night. After he'd given her a gift and she returned it with one of her own. That had to mean something, right? Or was she only being polite? She did say that she hoped to see him some time soon, metal or not (he memorized the letter - it marked the first, nicest note a woman ever sent him). A little confidence drifted his way and he left the forest cottage to head for the Blacksmith's. He hoped she would be there. There were many things that could go wrong and he'd never find her... but he hoped not.

Time flashed before his eyes and the door of the Blacksmith's appeared in the horizon. Ide wished that he had some of his father's orc bravery hiding away somewhere in the back of his mind. He knocked on the door and hoped one more time that she was in. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?


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