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tampered2007-04-24 12:34 am
Log; ongoing
When; April 23rd, late afternoon
Rating; PG-PG-13 for flirting and sparring
Characters; Xena
swordxchakram and Eowyn
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Summary; Xena and Eowyn bump into each other.
Log;
Eowyn had been graced not to have been affected by the past few curses. There was a high tension in the air, only enhanced by the presence of the plagues that cursed the City, and although Eowyn could not put a name or a face to whatever it was that was threatening the people here, she still wanted to do something to help.
That was why she had been practicing with her sword and battle techniques more than usual. She genuinely wished to join the foreign king's army because it seemed like no one was really wanting to take action. She wanted to fight - it was in her blood. As a warrior maiden, she had a duty to uphold.
Xanadu was sunny, quiet, and warm, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the breeze. Eowyn had discovered quickly that Xanadu was the perfect training spot, and she savored her surroundings as she crossed the vast lawn. The sound of a battle cry drifted through the air towards her, and she prompted her horse to a canter as she grew closer to the source.
Eowyn reined in her horse in surprise. A young woman, perhaps no older than herself, was doing practice rounds with a sword. She wore black leather armor, and the Rohan woman could tell just by looking at the stranger that she knew what she was doing. She watched in awe for a moment or two, unable to think or say or do much of anything. It wasn't every day that she met a woman as capable in battle as herself.
Rating; PG-PG-13 for flirting and sparring
Characters; Xena
Summary; Xena and Eowyn bump into each other.
Log;
Eowyn had been graced not to have been affected by the past few curses. There was a high tension in the air, only enhanced by the presence of the plagues that cursed the City, and although Eowyn could not put a name or a face to whatever it was that was threatening the people here, she still wanted to do something to help.
That was why she had been practicing with her sword and battle techniques more than usual. She genuinely wished to join the foreign king's army because it seemed like no one was really wanting to take action. She wanted to fight - it was in her blood. As a warrior maiden, she had a duty to uphold.
Xanadu was sunny, quiet, and warm, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the breeze. Eowyn had discovered quickly that Xanadu was the perfect training spot, and she savored her surroundings as she crossed the vast lawn. The sound of a battle cry drifted through the air towards her, and she prompted her horse to a canter as she grew closer to the source.
Eowyn reined in her horse in surprise. A young woman, perhaps no older than herself, was doing practice rounds with a sword. She wore black leather armor, and the Rohan woman could tell just by looking at the stranger that she knew what she was doing. She watched in awe for a moment or two, unable to think or say or do much of anything. It wasn't every day that she met a woman as capable in battle as herself.

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Xanadu proved to be a peaceful, secluded spot for her to train. Swordplay was something Xena practiced constantly. In the motions she found peace for her troubled thoughts. In this element there were no gods and no concerns of an ending world, merely the strength of her body and steadiness of breath.
Dimly, she became aware that someone had come near. She slowed her movements and happened to see a familiar fairhaired maiden. Xena stopped and turned to her, an amused smile at her lips.
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Her horse snorted in impatience, eyeing the full green grass stretched all around them in hunger. Sensing her beast's longing, Eowyn dismounted, giving her horse a loving pat as he trotted off to eat.
"I am Eowyn," the blonde began, feeling queerly shy while talking to this stranger. "Niece of Theoden, and the last of Rohan's Shield-Maidens. I'm a warrior too."
Well, it's a start.. she thought, even as she inwardly winced at her own silly girlishness.
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Xena stepped forward, for the time being sheathing her sword. "I believe we had spoken briefly before. I had been looking for my horse. I guess she isn't here..." She cleared her throat. "I am Xena," she felt slightly daunted not to have so many titles. "Warrior Princess" was not a banner she upheld privately.
"I recall seeing your name on the roster of Leonidas' army. I thought it'd be best to actively practice." She gestured slightly to the garden around her.
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"Xena..it's nice to meet you," Eowyn smiled, feeling a bit more at ease with the conversation. "I joined Leonidas' army in the hopes of protecting the people here. When the hearts were beginning to be stolen awhile back, I felt a bit useless not being able to do anything. At least now I won't feel so helpless."
She nodded. "I come here to practice as well. It's peaceful, and gives one enough room." She hesitated a moment more before adding, "Do mind if I join you?"
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She looked away from the younger woman to her horse out running. Argo was definately missed. Her attention turned back to her hearing that she wanted to train as well. "Of course you may. It's always better with a live opponent."
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"Ready when you are," she said, both hands tight around the hilt of her sword.