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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.
