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Post by Anna O'Finn on Aug 20, 2014 5:48:47 GMT
Anna had finally returned from being on leave, though she still had a few days off until she actually returned to duty. She would immediately report to Enda, as he was her closest friend at the palace and her Commander. In fact, he was the reason she had been able to take time off when she had by promising to take him into the Capital for dinner, her treat. She could definitely afford to after collecting the bounty that she had received from Aodh. Anna was a bit sore from all the bruises she had received sparring with Aodh's men, but it had been worth it.
Anna was wearing her hair down, and kept her head a bit lowered. She did not want to attract unwanted attention, and everyone here knew of her and would most likely recognize her. She wanted to still be able to enjoy her few days off before being wrangled into some project or another. For this reason, she was wearing simple men's clothing, though fancy enough to go to the Capital to eat with Enda without attracting too much attention. She did not go anywhere without her sword at her hip and her staff at her back, as well as a few hidden daggers upon her person. Though it was unlikely that anyone would bother her near Enda's chambers.
She would reach his door, fairly quietly, and then proceed to use the same knock she has used with him since he had gone blind. Three rapid fire knocks followed by a pause that she mentally counted and then another two quick knocks. It was all in the timing. She had once caught someone trying to imitate her knock for Enda, but they just didn't count out the pause the way she did. Feeling confident that Enda knew it was her, she would open up the door and walk in.
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Post by Enda McNamara on Aug 20, 2014 6:03:51 GMT
Enda had been ruining his brain and sleep over thinking about the prospects of war ahead and the possibility that the old man had truly gone senile and was plotting to go against his sister Kingdoms' rulers. Enda didn't know if he could deal with the idea of killing his fellow Irish. He had worked so hard to fight along side them in any war, to fight the battle of being a blind Commander. The problems that gave him where enough and now this. Sure. Give Enda a war and he'll do all the work he must; make Enda fight against his own people. What on earth..
Anyways he knew Anna at some point promised him food and an escape--though brief--from his chambers. Yes the two large rooms were his sanctuary but at times they felt like a prison. Especially these times. He heard her knocking and had already put on some pants. He had no idea what they looked like but they usually where black or tanned. His shirt a normal black long sleeved shirt. He sometimes put a vest over top of his shirts but let's be honest. He has no fashion sense. As he was looking for the front of his shirt, snagging the front tie and placing his arms through his shirt to then pop it over his head. She had caught him in the middle of it all. "Anna wait.." He'd say but it was too late on the count. He stood with his back to the door, though his torso twisted when she had the door open and he popped the shirt on. "Close the door and turn.. I need to tuck this into my pants." He'd smirk a little.
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Post by Anna O'Finn on Aug 20, 2014 6:18:05 GMT
Anna, having been away, was blissfully unaware of the troubles on Enda's mind. Though she would probably learn of them soon enough.
Anna would stop moving forward when Enda started to say 'wait' and then her eyes would widen as she realized what she had walked in on. Luckily he had already put pants on, though he was still in the process of getting his shirt situated. She would stare at him for a brief moment, partially because she was surprised and partially because she had never seen him in any state of undress before. She would make a coughing sound, followed by, "Sorry." Then she would turn her back and firmly close his door. She would take a few steps away from his door, with her back still to him. Just in case someone else tried to come in, they wouldn't be slamming the door into her. "Err, m' back is to ye. 'Tis safe." A bit of heat would touch her cheeks as she was not really used to men being in any state of undress. It was one thing to be bandaging a wounded knight, but another thing entirely to barge in on a man dressing in his room, even if he was her closest friend.
"I jus' got back. Thought ye might want to go eat? Since I still have a few days off?"
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Post by Enda McNamara on Aug 20, 2014 6:24:13 GMT
He blinked a little when she went quiet for a moment there. Was she staring at him? He felt it, but he couldn't see it. So with a shrug at her coughing, and to her cue he began to tuck in his shirt. Moving to tie the front area as he moved to grab his cane. Walking up to her he'd sigh a little. "I'm decent. I gather." He would shift his eyes away from her uncomfortably. Enda wasn't one many would ever come in and catch in any undress. He usually had slept well but in truth he had simply been sleeping in today. Who could blame him? Enda also slept in nothing; though no one really knew this.
He kind of gave her a face when he noticed her scent had shifted from what he could easily recognize. "Ye didn't bathe... Ye smell odd." He would note in his deep vocal. It sounded put off as he noted the smell of a man. He actually let an irritated look come away. A possibly jealousy? Perhaps. "I would enjoy a bite to eat. Everyone seems busy these days." He would insist. Kind of pressing on her about the scent probably.
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Post by Anna O'Finn on Aug 20, 2014 6:40:51 GMT
Anna would glance to him when he approached, letting her blue eyes trail over him. "Aye, yer decent now. Sorry about that." She felt a little embarrassed for walking in on him like that. She had just been so comfortable about visiting him that she had never thought anything of it before.
As she was now watching his face, she caught his expression, though she did not know why he looked upset. She frowned, "I did bathe," though she winced, remembering she had been pretty intoxicated at the time. "I just do nae remember what soaps they had there, an' ... I did spar a bit too," she admits with a sigh. Then, feeling a bit self concious as she knows his sense of smell is keener than most people's, "Do I really smell that bad? I can go clean up with m' own soap before we go if ye do nae mind waitin'." She would never in a million years ever admit that she was 'girly' enough to care what she smelled like around Enda. She had convinced herself it was because his sense of smell was keener and she did not want to stink like all the knights they were surrounded by all the time. At his last comment she would tilt her head slightly, "Anythin' I need to know about? What do ye mean, everyone has been busy lately? Do ye need me to cut the leave short?" Concern flashed in her blue eyes. "After we eat, o' course," she said firmly. She was taking Enda out, just as promised, and everything else would wait. Unless he insisted she take a bath first, then she would do that as she did not want to stink around him.
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Post by Enda McNamara on Aug 20, 2014 17:56:58 GMT
He'd smirk a little when she said she did bathe and nodded. But then heard her say she sparred a bit and his eyebrow lifted. "Ye sparred.. with a man in the bath?" He'd tilt his head a little. Shaking his head a little and sighed. He was over thinking this; he hoped. As Anna pressed on going to bath with her own soap he shook his head. "Don't be daft. I have waited a long time already." He'd nudge her with his elbow a bit affectionately.
As she pressed about the topic of everyone being busy he'd sigh and look at her. "Scotland and England wish to go to war with Ireland..." He'd rub his face a little in irritation and sigh heavily. "You don't, not yet Anna." He'd say and then cross his arms over his chest. "King Risteard wants to join Scotland and England. Like the cowardly bastard he is." Enda didn't raise his voice just insisted what sort of man he pictured the King to be. "I am feeling very hungry.. So.. Let's talk over food please." He'd go for the door and let his hand wander around the door panel till he could find the way to open it.
Going where she pleased for food.
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