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Dynaviir · 07-24-2003, 10:13 AM

Dynaviir looked down at the sword, he could see it but he was doing his best to keep it hidden. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he tried to bring a smile to his face.

"I...my father made this for me, when I was only seventeen years of age" he said. He wondered if she had noticed the hesitation in his voice, and his eyes which were on the hilt.

Quickly he let go of his gaze to it and brought his attention back to Niniel. He was glad she wasn't cold; he couldn't hide that he was still scared to go towards the fire. He smiled at her more geniunely than he had done, and tried to remove all the doubt from his face.

He was still worried about her. She seemed nervous, but he began to feel it wasn't because of himself. He looked towards her eyes, as if trying to see if she was facing something with the corner, but she didn't seem to be focused on anything. He now noticed that she wasn't shivering, and he relaxed a bit more, as he had done when he had first entered his room. Maybe, after all, she was afraid of conversing with anyone, although the reason he didn't know. He smiled again, and knew he should talk slowly with her.

"I would show you the blade, if you were interested, but I doubt I can show it in here. But, please, where is it that you come from?"

He didn't want to be persistant, and he never noticed how much he was being until after he had finished speaking. But he was worried for her. He was still confused, if more relaxed, and he wanted to see if he could help.

"I am interested", he added, as if trying to be polite. But he wasn't sure how it would come across to her.

07-24-2003, 10:13 AM	#11
Dynaviir Wight Join Date: Jul 2003 Posts: 30	Dynaviir looked down at the sword, he could see it but he was doing his best to keep it hidden. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he tried to bring a smile to his face. "I...my father made this for me, when I was only seventeen years of age" he said. He wondered if she had noticed the hesitation in his voice, and his eyes which were on the hilt. Quickly he let go of his gaze to it and brought his attention back to Niniel. He was glad she wasn't cold; he couldn't hide that he was still scared to go towards the fire. He smiled at her more geniunely than he had done, and tried to remove all the doubt from his face. He was still worried about her. She seemed nervous, but he began to feel it wasn't because of himself. He looked towards her eyes, as if trying to see if she was facing something with the corner, but she didn't seem to be focused on anything. He now noticed that she wasn't shivering, and he relaxed a bit more, as he had done when he had first entered his room. Maybe, after all, she was afraid of conversing with anyone, although the reason he didn't know. He smiled again, and knew he should talk slowly with her. "I would show you the blade, if you were interested, but I doubt I can show it in here. But, please, where is it that you come from?" He didn't want to be persistant, and he never noticed how much he was being until after he had finished speaking. But he was worried for her. He was still confused, if more relaxed, and he wanted to see if he could help. "I am interested", he added, as if trying to be polite. But he wasn't sure how it would come across to her.