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7 posts. Alias of baldwin the merciful.


"The joys of love,
Are trials of the heart,
My chest heaves,
At the scent of your breath,
But he destroys the hope for anymore."
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♪ ♪ ♫ ♪" Mi- mi-mi- mi-mi" ♫ ♪

"♪ ♪ ♪ La-la-la-la- laaaaaaaa♪ ♪ ♫ ♪"

With a confident smile she nods her approval.

"That would be lovely, its always good to begin with bang.' Her eyes sparkling. "Oh...why don't we WOW then with the sonnet from the Night Changling."

"Do you want a grande entrance with me providing the first lines or shall I key off your opening remarks? How do you want to take this?"

Hard passages "Yes lets practice" as she stand up and holds up a towel for her co-star. Her eyes clearly not adverting. "do come now, times a wasting." She grins wickedly.

"You certainly look lonely in there," as she grabs a bristled brush and begins to scrub the bloody grim off the filthy bard. "But that water certainly needs changing." She vigorously uses the brush. "So I've been going over my lines and song are you going to be able to practice before the show, or do you have to run out like usual." she snickers.

The door cracks open and the tall lithe scantily robed actress slips through the door. "I heard you were here and you needed a bath," he nose twitches at the stench of your armor and clothing. She grabs a stool and walks to the tub with it. [b]"So, what do we have here?" In an inquisitive voice. "Bubbles' as playfully swats them over the bard's face.