Training the People

~she smiled softly as she leaned and got really close to his lips looking at him~

"mmm what kinda of punishment are we talking here."

~she ran a hand down the side of his face~

~he narrowed his eyes, still trying to do his mock version of his own seriousness.~

"Oh, you'll find out your punishment in due course. Now let me up."

~she smirked a sexy smirked at him~

"Mmmmm I rather keep you my prisoner."

~she wiggled alittle on top of him. as she moved to kiss his chin then kissing her way down his neck and stopping at his collarbone.~

~He still glared up at her~

"I'm a guard, I don't let myself get captured."

~There was a small smirk on his face.~

~she sat up and smiled at him~

"Hmm...and yet you are my prisoner..." ~she smiled then with a quick movement she flipped off him and was on her feet smiling at him.~


"Well now you aren't my prisoner... am just someone who had captured you and now need to be punished... if you can get me..." ~and with that she ran back towards there area of the keep~

~he took a moment to look down at his clothes. His shirt was now splattered with paint and torn from their tussle on the ground, and his pants were covered in dirt and muck. He sighed slightly then looked over int he direction she had run~

~He knew he wasn't as fast as her, that was one of his disadvantages, but he set off at a quick jog, around the corner. He reached the front area of the keep. The door to their rooms was very slightly open. Was she in there, or had she opened that to mislead him? He knew what her father would have done. Classic misdirection. So he ignored that and carried on around the cortyard, heading into another area of the outer yard.~

~There was no one here, just a servant walking past. He saw the servant blink as he saw him but not say anything. Tiberious wondered what he was thinking.~

~He stopped as he rounded another corner. Still no sign of her. He glanced back to check she wasn't hiding behind something. Nope, not that he could see. He turned and headed back towards the door once again.~

~As she entered the room she passed one of the servants in the keep as asked if they could draw a bath for them. she had moved into their bedroom she smiled when she saw a stacks of white shirts, Leather Pants and swords over to the side they must have brought them when they were out. She moved over to a dresser and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She had pulled off her boots and then moved towards the doorway of the bathroom. and waiting to hear him.~

~He stopped outside the door, deciding to go up or not. Then he went in and closed the door quietly. He slowly climbed the stairs, one at a time, listening in case she was waiting to ambush him.~

~He reached the first floor, the most likely place for an ambush to occur without incident and continued up.~

~he stopped outside the door to their rooms and carefully opened it. There was no one inside the main room. he stepped in and checked the bedroom. He spotted some of his possessions piled up, then heard a noice from the bathroom. He grabbed a pencil from the dresser and moved quietly to the bathroom door, peeping through a crack.~

~she was standing not far from the tub she heard him so she slowly started to undress..making her movements slow trying to tease him knowing he was watching. Pulling her top off and putting it on the floor then slowly running her hands down her body to her trousers. Then she slowly turned towards the door. With a grin.~

"Going to Attack a defenseless woman."

~He pushed the door open all the way now he was exposed.~

"Just enjoying the show. Damn you Elves and your enhanced hearing."

~he glanced down at the tub, then to her.~

"Giving up already?"

~she smiled walking over to him going on her tippytoes.~

"I never give up specially when it comes to you."

~she ran her fingers down his chest. As she tilts her head up at him.~

"Good"

~He spoke simply and then moved away from her, picking up her discarded clothing from the floor.~

"Enjoy your bath."

~he looked back at her. There was something in his eyes, like he was playing with her.~

~she grabbed his shirt as he tried to get away.~

"Going to let me escape are you."

~He looked around the room with in an exaggerated manner.~

"Escape? I don't think even you can escape from a room with only one door."

~There were no windows in this room, only the door, and if he locked it, she would be trapped inside.~
~Well, any normal person would be.~

~she tilted her head at him~

"You know am not like every prisoner."

~she slid her foot across the stone floor. She put her hands on her hips and slid her hands down her legs a little trying tease him as much.. course she was standing in front of him topless with her hair up.~

~He was clearly watching, but kept his face impassive~

"I know you're not. You're a Morningstar."

~He stepped backwards, out through the doorway, then closed the door with his foot. His hands were still full of her clothes, which he put on the bed, then sat on the bed, thinking.~

~He was going to take all her clothes and go outside itot he courtyard, to make her come out naked to get them back, but something he'd just said made him take pause.~

~she made a face as he closed the door and took her clothes. She then took a step towards the door and opened it. As she leaned against the doorway seeing him thinking.~

"You ok?"

~He looked up, almost startled as she spoke. He'd been deep in thought and hadn't heard the door open. He smiled to her.~

"Yeah. You have your bath."

~she makes a pouty face~

"So you don't want to join me then?"

"Consider it your punishment."

~He smiled slightly; it was clear he was distracted by something.~

~she smiled then turned and walked back into the bathroom. She then slowly slid into the water. Undoing her ponytail. Then Sliding underneath the water covering her whole body. As she starts to think... What the hell happened there... I never understand men sometimes. .. She popped out of the water and started to wash her face. She started humming an old tune from her mother.. running the sponge along her body. It been a while since she had a nice bath. She then laid back in the rub tilted her head back and closed her eyes.~

~He heard the splash fo water as she got int he tub, and continued to sit there thinking his thoughts. Something was troubling him, something not being right. And he hated things not being right. he stood up and walked into the main chambers.~

~He stood for a moment looking around. What this place needed was a practise dummy. He walked out and down the stairs, heading for the training area. Being preoccupied by his thoughts, he hadn't given a second thought to his appearance - paint-smeared face and torn shirt.~

~He walked over towards one of the training dummy's and drew his broadsword. Without breaking his stride he swung his sword at it, then spun and began a fastpaced workout of movements, parrys and strikes against the immobile opponent.~

~He had no idea how long he'd been training for - time started to blur as the light vanished and his eyes grew accustomed to the dark.~

~she opened her eyes a while later the water had got cold she had falling asleep. She got up out of the water and wrapped a robe around her. She walked into the bedroom. She looked around.~

"Where the hell did he go?" ~she moved around the bedroom and found her clothes she slipped on her leather pants and boots and grabbed one of his shirts and half buttoned it. She ran the brush thru her hair then walked around the new home. She heard him....training...She walked into the area and watched him.~

"So what is bugging you?"

~he had stopped to catch his breath. Sweat was beading on his forehead, and his shirt was damp with persperation. He looked up as she walked over and smiled at her.~

"Let's go back inside, I need to sit down."

~He sheathed his sword and lead them back inside and into their chambers, removing his belt as they walked. Once inside he hung the belt up near the door and dropped into one of the chairs.~

"What you said about escaping from the bathroom, it made me think about your father. I've known him for many years, and he's never, and I mean never, gone anywhere even slightly dangerous without having some sort of plan to get out. But your mother said he didn't speak to anyone before leaving."

~he leaned back in the char.~

"That's what has got me thinking. Why hasn't he set a plan to escape?"

~she woke up in bed blinking heavily. Then sitting up looking around. Noticing a bag at the foot of her bed. She reached for it. and started to look thru it. There was a letter inside.~

"what the heck is this?"

~she opened the letter then realized it wasn't suppose to have been opened.~

"what does that mean?"

~she got up out of bed. and walked over to one of the mages.~

"The people who brought me here.. do you happen to know where they might be?"

~she mage told her they had just moved into the keep and told her what door to see them.~

"Thank you." ~ she walked back into her room and changed into fresh clothes. Leather pants and a blue shirt. She tied her boots up and then grabbed her things.~

~she walked back over to that mage.~ " Thank you for everything. I will be staying in town."

~she then left and made her way over to their place and knocked on the door.~

"Hello Tiberious... Jade? Its Willow. I have a question for you?"