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Post by Éowyn on Jun 24, 2008 18:10:35 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn entered the Stables to look after her horse, Windfola. While she was brushing the horse mane, she didn't notice that one of the stable boys followed after her. He leaned over her, grinning broadly.*
"Hello there, toots, where have you been all my life?"
*Lady Éowyn continued taking care of her horse and ignored the stable boy, hoping he would go away. Then another stable boy snuck in on her from behind. He grabbed her and held her tight.*
"Hey, look at this beauty. We're gonna have a party tonight!"
*The first stable boy closed in on Lady Éowyn and grabbed her hair. He pulled her in, trying to kiss her roughly.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 24, 2008 18:24:54 GMT -5
*Faramir drew his sword and placed the tip gingerly under the boy's chin.*
"Let her go," *he ordered. His voice was quiet yet it promised a great repercussion if his demands were not met.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 24, 2008 18:30:14 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn struggled to get lose from the stable boy that held her, but he was too strong. The man in front of her gave a sharp whistle, and suddenly Lady Éowyn and Faramir were surrounded by six strong foul-looking stable boys. They were all looking at Éowyn and grinning, admiring her beauty and speaking of how much they wanted to bed her.
Lady Éowyn looked at Faramir. There was a hint of panic in her beautiful bright blue eyes.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 24, 2008 18:37:47 GMT -5
*Faramir was aware of the others that showed up but he paid no attention. He simply pressed his blade harder against the boy's throat.*
"You must leave, my lady," *he said to Eowyn, not taking his eyes away from the boy that held her. He seemed impossibly calm.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 24, 2008 18:43:57 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn looked up at Faramir.*
"No, I don't want to leave you alone with them. I am a shieldmaiden. I can fight."
*One of the stable boys grinned and stretched out a hand. He ripped Lady Éowyn's blouse open, exposing her underdress with the low ringing, exposing some of her swelling breast.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 24, 2008 18:55:08 GMT -5
((All right... I didn't want things to come to this but--))
*Without warning, Faramir brought down his sword, cutting the stable boy's right hand off above his wrist. As he screamed and writhed on the floor, he pulled Éowyn close to him.*
"Your sword, Éowyn!" *he said urgently as the others advanced on them.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 24, 2008 18:59:30 GMT -5
((A little action makes the romance so much hotter. His bravery will be rewarded, trust me )) *Lady Eowyn pulled her sword and stood as close to Faramir as she possibly could get without standing in his way. Without hesitation she stabbed one of the men that had grinned when she was attacked. One of the stable boys suddenly came against Faramir with an axe.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 0:15:31 GMT -5
((It BETTER be good. XD))
*Faramir quickly deflected his attack and moved aside, sending the man careening into the wall behind him. He quickly kicked him, knocking him unconscious.*
*Then, another ran towards Éowyn with something that resembled an ice pick. Faramir immediately pushed her aside and drew his blade across his torso.*
*Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another run at him and Éowyn simultaneously.* "Éowyn!" *he yelled as he got pinned down.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 0:21:01 GMT -5
((It IS. Promise. XD ))
*Lady Éowyn lifted her sword. The blade flashed through the air, and the attacker suddenly found that the ice pick was flying through the air, hitting one of his friends in the throat. And there were no other fingerprints than his on it. The man that got an ice pick into his throat died immediately, and the man that had been holding it, fled into the night.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 0:33:34 GMT -5
*Faramir struggled as the one that pinned him down began strangling him. His sword had been knocked out of his hand and Faramir fought to both reach for his sword and stay conscious.*
*Finally able to, Faramir kicked him off, grabbed his sword and hit the man across the face with the hilt. He fell to the ground senseless.*
*The remaining three looked at each other, horrified at what two people did to their gang. They all dropped whatever was in their hands and ran out of the barn, screaming obsceneties.*
"Éowyn! Are you all right?" *he asked, painfull getting up from the floor.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 0:37:02 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn was unharmed, but of course shaken by the treatment the men had given her. She was not stupid, so she understood what they had planned to do with her. If the Captain of Gondor had not been here to protect her.... Her body was trembling and her eyes filled with tears. Without thinking, she threw herself in Faramir's arms.*
"My hero!"
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 0:46:55 GMT -5
"Is the whole town like this?" *he joked, still breathing heavily.*
*Faramir held her tightly for a moment, their heartbeats syncopathing in the cool night. Then, realizing her currently state of dress, he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her.* "Just until we can find you most decently clothing, my lady."
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 0:52:10 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn enjoyed the one moment he held her tightly in his strong arms. When he released her to wrapped the blanket around her, she sighed quietly, but smiled.*
"Thank you, my lord. Are you injured?"
*She placed her arm around his waist to give him some support. Then she smiled.*
"You are a very skilled warrior, my lord."
*There was admiration in her voice, and she looked up at him with stars in her beautiful blue eyes.*
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Faramir
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 1:00:02 GMT -5
*Faramir took her face gently in his hands.*
"This was nothing you couldn't have handled--" *he grasped his side as a sudden pain shot up his torso.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 1:03:59 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn put her arms around him with a worried look on her face.*
"You are wounded. Come, let me help you back to our room. I will take care of you."
*She placed her arm around his waist, and allowed him to have one arm around her shoulder for support. This way, it was easier for her to support him back to the hotel room.*
((Do you want to post first at their room?))
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