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Thread: Sunspear

Elia was not expecting to run into someone familiar as she made her way to the room she kept while she waited on Myrcella. She especially wasnt expecting to run into a familiar Lannister as she walked through Sunspear. Yet, here he was, dressed in Servants garb, but otherwise unmistakable with his golden hair and green eyes. Marcus? Of Lannisport? She called in a hushed whisper, an eyebrow cocked at his get up. This was not expected. To what do I owe the pleasure? She recognized him as a fellow member of the Scarlet Rose, and while they hadnt known each one intimately, there was a degree of acquaintance between them. She wore a maroon velvet dress , long sleeves no detriment to the Dornish native. The fact that it came with a deep v-neck and a high slit kept her cool enough, as well as kept her womanly attributes in the forefront of her appearance. Eyeing her way up and down the hallway, Elia decided this wasnt the best place to have her chat. At the very least, it didnt look good for her to have a friendly association with a Lannister. Follow me, she directed, leading him to her chambers. They were nice accommodations, befitting a woman of her status. Silken sheets on her bed, deep crimson in color, a round table in the middle of the room with a bowl of fresh fruit and a couple chairs to go with it. The worn, yet regal wooden desk was kept immaculate by Elia, all of her correspondence filed carefully away. She motioned towards a chair, pulling out some wine and goblets for them to share. Pouring both in clear view of him, she offered him one and took a drink of her own. So, what are you doing here? I have my doubts that it was to see me, Elia prodded, elbow resting on the table and her chin resting in her palm.
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Marcus allowed a mischievous smile to appear on his face as he allowed Elia to interpret and analyze what was going on carefully. He then gazed at her from toe to head before he made a welcoming gesture with his hand. She was as beautiful as always, and it seemed that the young lady was still doing a great job in distinguishing herself from other Dornish ladies. Yes indeed, at your service my dear lady Marcus said jokingly in a playful yet a hushed voice.Well..I guess I don't need a reason to visit such a beautiful lady as yourself do I? Marcus said, there was a sense of sarcasm and dark intentions in his voice. Marcus was always a sly figure and his intentions were rarely that clear. Still the lady was beautiful and this fact was at least clear to him. Marcus followed her confidently as he checked the place carefully with his eyes but then his gaze was fixed on the lady in front of him that was leading him to a different place. She had quite the nice figure, but well Marcus has always heard a lot of great tales about Dornish women. If half of them were true then there was no reason to be astonished. Well well..I must say I didn't expect you to invite me to your room that fast. Marcus said as he took a seat and placed his right leg over his left before he picked his glass of wine.To be honest, I did not know that I was that much irresistible He added, Marcus was still clearly teasing her and playing around. However this was always his nature even during the most important meetings. It always helped him conceal his true intentions and goals from everyone else. Well I don't really need a reason to check up on my friends from time to time I guess Marcus said as he softly used his fingers to brush Elia's hair away from her ear to reveal her Scarlett rose tattoo. It was true that not a lot of people did notice the tattoo, but Marcus was a perceptive figure who always enjoyed familiarizing himself with his surroundings. So I am here to check on you of course, and my dear little sweet relative. You know with the ongoing and with bad blood going on between my family and the Martells, it is hard to believe that Myrcella is safe here Marcus spoke his tone getting a little bit more serious as he started to sip from his drink. He then picked up a strawberry from the bowl and bit half of it. you want? He said as he extended his hand towards Elia. Well it seemed that Marcus was making himself comfortable at Elia's room. Probably, more comfortable than he should be.
Thread: Sunspear

Oh, you know what they say about us Dornish women. Desert roses blooming beautifully, hiding sharp thorns beneath our full petals. You know its dangerous, but still you want to touch. So, does your desire get in the way of your good sense? Elia teased, admiring the way he played the game, making her own moves towards the intricate and complicated dance of feudal politics. He seemed to take this as an invitation to touch her, finger stroking her hair to reveal the tattoo she didnt exactly keep hidden. Her eyes didnt leave his as she watched his movement, studying his demeanor. She could see in the ways his eyes drank her in that he was more than just casually attracted to her, but seduction was not his goal, but a tool in his arsenal. Then he mentioned Myrcella, and things were coming together now. She couldnt help but notice his hair color, the lovely golden blonde, and how closely it matched the girls. Incredible, despite the distant relation. Or perhaps not so distant. Elia had seen the letter Stannis had sent throughout the kingdoms, declaring the Baratheon children bastards born of incest. Elia hadnt paid it much mind, knowing that those who want something will say whatever is needed to get it. And yet, there might have been some truth to it. That the younger girl possess only the lovely features of her Lannister mother, no sign of her Baratheon father, accept the name. Well, Lannister and Martell are not friends, but Myrcella is a Baratheon, is she not? Elia asked, innocent and sweetly. She doubted Marcus would fall into the trap he seemed too self-aware for such things. Still, she couldnt help but put it out there, watching his reaction as she implied as to the princess true parentage. She leaned forward as she tossed forth her query, her supple cleavage resting against the hard wooden tabletop. She took a bit of the strawberry he offer, not shying away from wrapping her lips around the dulcet fruit, letting its juices stain her lips. Her hand caressed his as she took the rest of the strawberry from him, not daring to avert her gaze as she swallowed down its succulence.
Thread: Sunspear

Well my fair lady I am a man known for his tendency to play on the safe side. But still there are a lot of beautiful yet dangerous things that I find quite appealing Marcus still maintained his playfull tone, it seemed that she was playing his little game with him, and that clearly made the young Lannister more excited. However he always enjoyed being the one in control so he was not planning on giving her the privilege of besting him. Then came her smart yet sly question. It was a question about the true lineage of the young princess. As a Lannister Marcus was pretty sure or at least his senses told him that the young princess was no stag, but actually a true lion wearing the clothes of a young stag. However here true lineage did not matter when it came to the game of thrones. After all, the truth was only painted through splintered shields and blood. Baratheon or not, this was never the case. When you play the game of thrones all that matters is your power and ability to back up the claim you have. Westeros was conquered through sheer power and power only. Marcus spoke in a more serious tone as he did not hide the fact that he was glaring at Elia's cleavage. As a Lannister Marcus always had a certain taste for women, and he always preferred women of high nobility standards as long as he had the upper hand. However regardless of this Myrcella has the potential to be a key figure in the upcoming war especially if Dorn got involved in the war Marcus' gaze was now averted to look directly into Elia's eyes as he tried to interpret her own intentions. After all, a woman's eyes were always a window to her soul, or so he thought. Marcus then felt the warmth touch of the dornish woman's hand on his own hand. The lady was trying to get the upper hand in this whole situation, but Marcus simply could not allow her to do that. He always liked to be the one with the upper hand regardless of the situation. I need you to keep an eye on Myrcella and to inform me if your dear folks have any certain plans for her Marcus spoke as he softly pulled his hands away from hers. He enjoyed playing this game for much longer and he did plan on teasing her till he had his goals fully accomplished. Marcus then got up from his chairs and approached the dornish woman from her back. I also want you to teach her how to grow thrones beneath her petals just like the ones you have As he said the last few words Marcus pulled Elia's dress a little bit softly revealing a good portion of her leg and thigh. Well he was surely enjoying this game of political maneuver. A good challenge was always fun and exciting for the young lion. Of course all of this won't go unrewardedHe added, before he took a moment of silence to allow his words to think in.As you know we Lannisters always pay our debt He whispered into her ears as he got his lips pretty close to her ears. His voice was low and deep and his lips were close enough to allow her to feel his warm breath on her ear loops.
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I am quite fond of the girl, and I am willing to teach her what she needs to survive in world of five kings. Fondness aside, however, I am more interested in what she can do for Dorne, Elia explained, reminding Marcus where her loyalties truly lied. She would ally with the young princess only as long as it was beneficial to her. Truly she had conflicting loyalties now, as Marcus asked her to spy for him. She never would have thought being part of the Scarlet Roses would put her in an awkward position within Dorne at risk. She may have been loosely allied with him through their shared membership, yet he demanded that she serve his needs over her own. Moreover, he got more familiar with her as his request became more demanding. Did he think he could fuck her into compliance? What kind of girl did he take her for? I have heard that Lannisters pay their debts. I am wondering, however, how you intend to pay this one. What can you offer me, to get me to betray the land I call home? She challenged. She was young, but not so young she could be swayed on the basis of lust alone. She stood now, on equal ground to him, or attempting to at least. He was significantly taller than she was, but still she stood up to him.
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Marcus suddenly stopped what he was doing. It was as if he was snapping back to reality, or his mood has completely changed. He did look somewhat displeased or more serious as he took a few steps away from the lady and picked up the goblet of wine as he poured some more wine into his cup.Betray your people? you will certainly be doing Dorn a favor by helping me Marcus said bluntly as he continued to sip from his cup and as he leaned back at wall. This girl is the key to peace between the Martels and the Lannisters Marcus said as he started to explain the scenario for her. Marcus knew a lot about politics, and he enjoyed playing this game a lot. However he hated wars and he always wanted to avoid wars whenever it was possible.As you know there is a lot of bad blood between the Martells and Lannisters, and if anything happened to this girl then the consequence will be pretty badHe said, he then stopped for awhile allowing his words to sink in. Dorn would be dragged into this mindless war and things have been hectic enough I guess!!! This war would only mean that more people will have to suffer and die Of course Marcus did not care about neither his people nor the Dornishmen. However this war was already draining their mines and if Dorne got involved in this then it only meant more losses for them. Marcus did not want his house to lose more money fighting for the stupid childish king who sat on the throne and who dragged the realm into a useless war already. This girl is like a blade with two edges, one could maintain peace between the Martells and the Lannisters and the other edge could turn this into a war Marcus then stopped talking as he finished his glass of wine. By helping me you would be doing your people a favor as well He spoke as he picked an apple from the fruit bowl and hunched on it. He then headed towards the curtains covering the window and pulled it slightly to look at the young princess in the gardens of the palace. Of course if that is not enough for you then I am sure there are a lot of things I could help you withMarcus finally finished his explanation. It was true that he was not as powerful as he cousins in Kings landing or in Casterly Rock, but he was still a Lannister and he had a lot of wealth and strong connections. Shee only had to ask for his help, and he was clearly willing to cooperate with her on more than one aspect.
Thread: Sunspear

His demeanor changed as she challenged him, and she noted this well. He claimed to serve the interest of peace, and she wanted to believe him. Nevertheless, war had already broken out, as five kings vied for the Iron Throne. She couldnt help but think his interested lie with the boy king and his Lannister grandfather. War is distasteful, to women as much as men. We may not fight upon your front lines, but we are not spared from its cruel touch. Elia knew this as well as any other. Better than some, even. When she was born, Elia Martell was the crowned princess of the realm, and it was believed she would sit upon the throne aside Rhaegar Targeryan. Being named after the Dornish princess was a blessing, a hope that she would rise as high as her namesake, and raise the status of her house as she did. But war broke then, and despite having no part in it, Elia Martell paid a terrible price. The wounds left there had never healed for those in Dorne, most notably Prince Oberyn, who was quick to remind people what had happened to his sister. Her children were murdered. She was raped and murdered as well . Elia was but a few years younger than poor Rhaenys Targeryan, who had died for her station. Suddenly the name Elia was more curse than blessing. Marcus might have thought there could be peace between the Lannisters and the Martells, but the Red Viper would not forgive the man who raped and murdered his sister and her children, Gregor Clegane. Nor would he forgive the man who gave the order, and he was convinced none other than Tywin Lannister could have command. Myrcellas hand might not be enough to keep the Dorne from going to war. Even now the Red Viper goes to Kings Landing, to take his place on the small council. He still has not forgiven Tywin for what he believes Tywin ordered done to his sister and her children. Elia offered, finishing her own glass now.
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Marcus listened to Elia carefully with a calculative look on his face. She was clearly smarter and much more educated in politics that what he had expected. However it seemed that she was putting all the Lannisters in the same category and Marcus really despised that. He was a Lannister indeed, but he did not support the war. war always drained resources and it was not going to get him and his family anywhere. I fully reckon, but the Martells needs to understand that the death of Elia was a mistake committed by an individual person, and such mistakes always happen during wars Marcus spoke as he folded his arms behind his back and walked towards the window. He had always hated the hot weather, but still there was something about the warmth of the Dornish sun that made him happy. The current war was also a mistake made by a foolish brat who really believed that he is a true king Marcus spoke once again, he came this time as a bold one. After all, insulting the king was an act of treason and not a lot of people dared to curse the king. But Marcus clearly did not see Joffery as a fitting king. Ned Stark was not supposed to be killed after his confession, but well here he is now killed on the orders of an arrogant young brat who has caused us a lot of damage already He added, it was the second time he had insulted the king, but Marcus did not care. After all, Joffery was cruel but he was a weak king. The bigger issue was actually Tywin Lannister who fought the war for Joffery, but even Tywin himself knew how dangerous Joffery was. Maybe we can't undo such foolish mistakes but at least we can minimize the damage caused by others wouldn't you agree? Marcus asked once again as he extended his offer for the young Dornish lady one more time.
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Thread: A Psychiatrist's Tale (Doctor's office is "OPEN")

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Thread: A Psychiatrist's Tale (Doctor's office is "OPEN")

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Thread: A Psychiatrist's Tale (Doctor's office is "OPEN")

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Thread: Night of Decadence (rahatingt, Celebstars)

The man had a carefully neutral expression as he looked out of the glass pane of the wall into the glittering night. It wasn't the truth though, Bruno Watson was a passionate man and he was specially looking forward to tonight yet he was experienced enough to keep all the eager anticipation in check. A self made man in his late 40s, Bruno had the appearance of a desk worker, a little on the bulky side, a bulge thickening his belly. He appeared just a little scruffy with 3 days stubble with hair thinning and just starting to grey, his face almost average until you look at his eyes that told you that your first glance had been wrong, that this man don't pass through life but pushes through it in complete control. He was in his expensive yet somewhat casual looking suit and as the bells chimed in the clock he turned around and walked out of the penthouse apartment on the private floor grabbing the suitcase on the way and handing it over to his silent brooding guard. They took the elevator to the garage, got on his car and the chauffer pulled it into the street. Just a little while later he was standing once again in front of a glass pane this time from the top floor of one of the five star hotel of the city. It was a big suite with a spacious living room and a luxurious bedroom. His staff had already came in and left the amenities that he had asked for and everything was set to his desire. Kristen Steward he rolled the name softly on his tongue as he thought about the hot petite actress and her pale creamy skin, the sensual lips and he thought of all the things he planned to do with her and felt his body tighten below the belt. He had sent his guard downstairs to wait in a discrete door to get the actress privately and directly to the suite through the private elevator. Her privacy would be maintained as he had promised when making the deal and in return she would give everything she had, give him an unforgettable night of pleasure. Then it was time as the discrete knock of his guard could be heard and he opened the door to find the woman standing on the opposite side looking even more alluring then her photos as the guard's word echoed in the back of his mind, that his guest was hear. He moved aside waving his hand to invite her in as the guard moved away from the door to stand alert in the hallway as he guided her inside with a hand at her waist the door closing silently behind them and locked.
Thread: Night of Decadence (rahatingt, Celebstars)

She had nearly gone broke, millions of dollars which she had made from movies and franchises had now vanished from her account. All she had left was 50k which was in an account she had completely forgotten about. A business partner and investor had conned her very badly, the police were involved and tracking the man responsible, but that didn't help with things like her mortgage which hadn't been paid for months. The bank were tired and ordered her to pay 500k total upfront to keep the house or risk being evicted. This was where a gentleman had come in to play, taking advantage of the situation, offering Kristen half a million to share his bed as he put it. She rejected at first, but desperation caused her to contact the man and set up a meet. One of the best hotels in New York was the destination. Kristen new it well, sadly, meaning she believed she would be spotted, but a genius solution was at hand with in the architecture of the building. In an alley there was a door which in fact was an elevator, leading all the way up to the most expensive suite in the city. Someone was there waiting to greet her, an employee of Mr. Watson. Wearing a tight fitting red dress which matched the lipstick she had on above, Kristen was escorted up in to the hotel before finally introduced to the man who wanted to purchase her for the night. Seeing his body open up and gesture she come inside, the actress walked and admired the room he had taken. With her back facing the man, she heard the lock behind her turn, which made her feel secure. I'm not sure how this works, I have never done anything like this before. She said, hands running down her sides before finally locking her fingers together near her groin, holding them in place as she had no idea what to do. Can you trust that man outside not to tell anyone about tonight?