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Post  JJ York on Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:29 am

Mykel warmed more and more to Amelie's existence, having her so close to his personal barrier was not as uncomfortable as he had previously thought. He enjoyed watching her lips purse into a smile as she looked up and down his face, fixing upon his eyes before tracing a finger down to his lips and back up again. Her silver hair drifted elegantly across her face, a thick strand just across her eye, hiding it innocently from his own gaze.

A stray thought entered his mind, was he crazy to be like this with a woman he didn't truly understand? Maybe it was easier to just admit he was under her spell and let his life lead the way it wanted like he had done over the last decade. In this world paved with horrible people, death and power struggles, did one evil minded soldier really matter through all that? Would the Seven Gods agree with their decisions? Mykel shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind. IT was fairly easy to distract himself with the company he was currently keeping.

"You must of heard of the Stryker name during your time?" asked Mykel with a raised eyebrow, Amelie simply shook her head in response. Robert had truley removed his families existence from the record books it seemed, despite all he had done, despite all his father and brothers had done in the Baratheon name. He wasn't one to want to hate someone but the disrespect was clear to see. Only when they truley needed him did they acknowledge his past efforts, it wasn't good enough in his eyes.

Mykel listened to Amelie's sad story, he rested his head against hers while she spoke of the sordid tale. She seemed quite detached from the moments that had made her a Baratheon whore, he was glad that she hadn't shut down completely through all of her torment. When she explained her birth problems, Mykel couldn't imagine her with ebony hair at all, for the silver fitted her features so well. He made her amazingly unique, a sort of woman he had never set eyes upon before.

"Your past looks bleak, it must not of all been downfall for you to retain this smile of yours. Is there truly no one you fear to leave behind?" he asked. Mykel wasn't given the liberty to say goodbye to the soldiers he commanded, for they loved him like an elder brother. He hadn't seen any on his travels, and considering the war to come, it was unsure he would ever see them again. Miggen with his constant sexual jokes, 'Hornhead' for his elaborate armor, Seth for his enthusiasm of fine food... there were so many he missed, so many he wish he could at least explain what had happened.

"I've met some whores during my time travelling, some of them had truly bizarre names. Skylight, Beauty... one even called themselves Pleasure, answer me this for they did not... who comes up with these names?" asked Mykel. Every time he had enquired upon the matter, the matron had always assured him that they were true names, but he had never met the women of the road with such outlandish names.

He listened to her sweet words regarding his company and felt truly humbled by her statement "Amelie... i know i should not but i feel the same. I have seen the world, from the frosts of the wall to the warmth of the south, i have seen king's landing, sailed with pirates across the Pyke. Amelie, i want you to come with me, for as long as you want, so that you may find a life that makes you feel the way you are now. A life that feels free to you"

He laughed for a second "After all, despite what i have said. You do owe me a favor of course. It will be dangerous, and we may die, but at least you can die knowing you've truly lived. I've seen Westeros Amelie, it's not all bad, maybe after the war it'll be easier to travel also"

He was babbling, he knew this. The very idea of having a companion to travel with was alluring, he had taken some routes alongside travelers and merchants before. Mykel would feel safer parting with her if he knew full well she were to be looked after, for a deep feeling inside compelled him to shield her from any danger.
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Re: A Chance Meeting

Post  Penelope Jones on Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:48 pm

Amelie enjoyed listening to the rumbling baratone of Mykels voice through his chest. For a moment she even closed her eyes as she left his voice and his descriptions of the world take her away to a dream like state. To hear he felt the same of Amelie as she did for him was a relief, and even more so when it was obvious he didnt plan on leaving her alone any time soon.

Sighing with contentment, she nuzzled even closer to him, breathing in his scent and stealing his warmth. She was comfortable enough that she could sleep should she try, but she was afraid that if she might sleep, all of this might be just a dream or that perhaps she would wake and he would be gone. That was a thought not worth thinking.

"I did not leave anyone behind that meant much to me if I am to be honest. My mother took her life, the night I was claimed and Eve, sweet Eve who was more a mother to me than my blood passed too, so I have no one in this world, no blood, no friends - nothing except you," she smiled. "And as for the names, yes of course ladies of the night use fake names! Who in their right mind would name there children something like Pleasure?" she laughed, tucking a stray silver strand behind her ear.

Propping herself up on her elbows, she tore herself away from the crook of his chest for fear she would fall asleep for sure. "My stage name was Glamour," she murmured seductively with a theatrical swish of her hair. "I was named for the effect I had on men. I was accused of witch craft once," she laughed fondly remembering the scene well as a woman threw the accusation at Amelie for bedding the woman's husband. "It seems men are quite enamored with me, enthralled even. What do you say Ser? Are you under my spell?" she laughed, playfully planting a kiss on his lips.

"Glamour wasnt just a stage name though, it was a way of life. She was like a completely different person. The person I wanted to be. So full of life, of courage, of boldness, she lives in me," she trailed off, suddenly embarrassed by just how much she had revealed and how crazy she had sounded.

"What about you Mykel? Tell me all. Tell me of the name Stryker. We werent really given any lessons in the home and I apologies for it being unfamiliar," she asked as she gently stroked his hair, genuinely curious of Mykels past.
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Post  JJ York on Wed Jun 13, 2012 11:12 pm

Amelie did not initially respond to his invitation of the long road, her smile gave him some salvation but in truth he felt slightly silly. Not many looked at that life as one of adventure and thrills, there was much walking sure and he had learned the virtues of patience. Maybe Amelie wanted to go her own path, he could not deny her that at all. She had seen the very perils of travelling the king's road now, and the blood that Mykel sometimes was forced to shed to continue his path, that life was only for a select few. There weren't many wanderers in the world, in many of Westeros' tavern he had been the only one.

His smile returned to him however, as they shared a laugh regarding the ridiculous stage names of her past profession. He hadn't the heart to say it but Amelie seemed like a far greater name than the 'Glamour' she explained herself to be. While he could see the obvious connection, she had a mesmerizing effect on men to be sure. If only her power could of reached into the mind of the soldier she killed, then that burden wouldn't carry her further. She didn't realise it now, but the fact Amelie blacked out would save her nightmares for many weeks.

"Under your spell? Tell me Amelie, would you rather be a happy blind man or one who could see all the horrors of the world? If i weren't under your spell i'd ask you perform the rite immediately" he responded with a kiss to her forehead. He listened intently to every word that Amelie said, for he sense that she needed to finally say the words out loud. Such words would give you leave of your existence no matter what province of Westeros one called home.

"Witch craft? Such nonsense. Gone are the days of such stories, buried alongside the dragons. Some of the older generation wish to cling to the stories that they heard themselves at a young age" Mykel rolled his eyes at the sentiment. Many a time he had heard many old crones tell him of the ways of old, how the likes of magic and sorcerery still remained in the bowels of the very earth. Mykel had only found one thing to believe in during a battle and that was cold hard steel, he would not wait around for stories of dragons and wyverns to swoop in and save him.

Mykel took a deep breathe, for his story was slightly more political than his companions. He hoped she would understand the virtues of honor, the sacrifice he made for his then beloved territory and the reason he was banished. "I grew up in Storm's End to an decorated family history of warfare for the Baratheons. I was the youngest of seven children, all boys, all men. My father was so proud, it was his curse. For one by one they fell in battle screaming the Baratheon name. I was much younger than the rest, too young for war. My father trained me but his mind slipped from him. They say he dismounted from his horse in battle and charged a horde of Warcheifs, he was slain in a pit of rage"

He hadn't told this story to a number of people and he had the luxury of running away from it, his eyes gave him away quickly. Whether it was his families disintegration or his banishment, the scar was evidently still open. It almost made him wince to remember the day when the news had arrived at his door, the shrieking sound of his mother screaming. She took her own life soon after.

"After awhile i took control of men. Those years were among my finest" his face lit up remembering "We were always outnumbered, always so close to defeat and i'd pull these amazing tactics out of nowhere... It was truly glorious, some said i had a natural gift for warfare, i was still young and naive. When Robert chose to march against the Targaryen's, King's Landing was ripe for the taking, but the Targaryen's were amassing a force to bolster the hold. If they got inside those city walls, the battle would of raged on for months, they needed to be stopped. By Robert ordered us to strike where he live, Lyanna Stark was being captured. Most of my men left by his call, but i refused, i couldn't let those men get to King's Landing. I abandoned many of my men to their death, but with no force at all, we defeated three... THREE Targaryen generals. Against all odds Amelie, against all odds, we beat them, we fucking beat them... We drank heavily that night and celebrated as if just us had won the war against the Mad King"

Mykel found himself smiling from ear to ear, he had never felt so important and so victorious in all his life. The sounds of hundreds of men call out Stryker in unison as he thrust his spear into the air, the Baratheon banner swirling and dancing in the night sky. The stars shone so brightly, the mead tasted so sweet. The look upon the Targaryen general's face as his army was decimated by a mere few hundred soldiers. He bedded no women that night, for the maiden he slept with was the taste of absolute victory. It didn't last, nor did his smile in the current moment.

"I marched into King's landing, helmet under my arm and Targaryen blood draped across my Stag's armor. Robert sat on the throne with the look of a man who had lost the throne, all eyes upon me. With every step i knew something was wrong. I stood before the throne and before i could kneel to the new King of the Seven Kingdoms, Robert ordered my armor removed and my helm was thrown like a piece of dirt to the corner. He ordered my execution right there, right in front of the Iron Throne. Ned Stark spouted his words of honor and instead i was told to leave... and never return"

"That is most likely why you haven't heard the name of Stryker Amelie, Robert probably removed that part from the history books and blamed me just as much as the Mad King for the death of his love. Only when it suited the Baratheon's was i allowed back to Storm's End, to serve them of course. And in the Vanguard no less..."

Mykel trailed off, realising that he had spoken much about himself. His past was a complicated one, filled with what some called betrayal and others called sacrifice. It filled him with a feeling he didn't want right now, not while in the arms of a beautiful maiden. That life was long gone, he was the Wanderer now, and he was happy to call himself that.

"I apologize..., i have not told many this tale. For my life now is a better one for it, in truth my banishment was much to my liking, it led me here... to enjoy your skills"
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Re: A Chance Meeting

Post  Penelope Jones on Thu Jun 14, 2012 11:51 am

Amelie enjoyed the easy way in which she found she could confide in Mykel. She had no fear of reprisal nor of stepping out of line when she spoke. His rough hands that held her in such a gentle way would never colour her skin with black and blue bruises that she had grown accustomed to from patrons. She sighed in contentment as she watched the light play on the golden strands running through his hair.

She was glad to hear aswell that he did not put any stock into the old tales of witchcraft and dragons and things that went bump in the night. Amelie didnt think she had anything strange about her, perhaps men were bewitched by her beauty and that alone but the protests of glamour had stuck and her stage name was born. She enjoyed having that wild side to her, but she kept it well hidden a lot of the time.

Bringing herself out of her thoughts, her ears perked up at the thought of hearing Mykels story. She wasnt sure why, but she thought his story would be full of wonder and adventure, and for some parts it truly was. She could feel the swell of pride rising through Mykel when he spoke about his prestigious family and the successful way he captained his men into battle, taking clear initiative and doing his part to win the war. She could almost see the scene infront of her, not so different from the bandits they had met on their journey. She saw how he danced around his opponents and imagined it on a larger scale. A small part of her felt sad for the people that were lost by his course of action, for the Stark girl whose rescue never happened and the men blindly killed but at the same time, war was war and one had to take victories where they arrived.

On the mention of the late King Robert demanding Mykels head, she gasped in horror. Her lips begun to form questions, but Mykel carried on explaining how Eddard Stark had defended him only to have him banished forever from his post. But it seemed Mykel didnt want to talk any furthur of it to Amelie, perhaps he thought he was making her uncomfortable and it seemed he wished to bring his talk back to something good and Amelie knew just how but first she needed to say her piece.

"War is evil and makes good men do things they would never normally do," she began, her hand stroking through his hair. "At the whore house I met many a soldier and some liked to talk to ease into things and the one thing consistent from a lot of soldiers was the running thread that the guilt weighed heavily on their shoulders, that they felt miniscule in a war of many but pivitol in the over all game," she sighed, her lips pursed as she felt the need to ease his burden. "King Robert began a war for selfish reasons but for the best reason of all, for love. But when he gained allies, the war became more than just about love. Lianna was just the spark to ignite the fire," she trailed off sadly, unsure why she felt so sad for a woman she had never met. "If you could do it all again, would you? Is there anything you would change? Reaching Lianna first might very well have destroyed the kingdom, eventhough its a terrible tragedy, I feel you did the right thing. If I was Lianna, I would have wanted my sacrifice to mean something," she finished, hoping she had somehow eased his burden.

"And as for my skills," she teased playfully, rolling on top of Mykel, her hands pinning his behind his head as she straddled him. "I have no idea what it is you mean," she giggled flicking her silver hair over one shoulder before stealing a brief kiss from his lips. Running her tongue along his bottom lip, she tugged at it before giving him an eager kiss which slowly moved towards his ear. "Would my skills include this?" she whispered coyly as she began rotating her hips, her sex pushing against his suggestively as a laugh bubbled up, the excitement and playfullness of their flirting restoring her energy.
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Post  JJ York on Thu Jun 14, 2012 9:41 pm

While Mykel listened to Amelie's words, it didn't seem to help his thoughts on the matter. It was impossible to fully realise the gravity of his actions unless one was part of the very war itself. Amelie must of been extremely young by then, memories of a fleeting bloodbath that threatened to rear its ugly head once again. None of the houses were particularly safe and that meant an unpredictable land, Today there were many kings, tomorrow there could be none.

His mind must of been heavily fatigued, for he did not realise Amelie's sweetness straddle him once more. He smiled and rubbed his hands up her body and around her back, pulling her closer once more for a kiss. He could feel the her womanhood rub gently against his cock, giving him more energy with every subtle thrust. It was then that he could admire her beauty in all its glory, the devilish smile she gained while teasing him. It was such a change from the bumbling mess he had escorted from Storm's End.

However, something had been weighing heavily upon his shoulders. She had not given him an answer at all regarding the open road and a world without this sort of experience wasn't worth walking. Something deep inside compelled him to make sure she followed him, he wasn't ready to part ways with this woman just yet. Amelie's hands traced over his body and then connected with his own, quickly he pivoted his body to slam her onto her back with a playful thud.

"I asked you a question Amelie" smiled Mykel as he hoisted her own hands behind her head and kissed her neck, whispering into her ear with every word. He wanted to enter her once again but kept his nerve, despite his tip gracing her wetness. He nibbled slightly on her silky skin and rose up to meet her eyes. "Play your answer right and we may not sleep for some time"

In truthfulness, he would enter her regardless what she said. He made a promise of course and it was one of the more fruitful promises he had ever made. Amelie's face was still one of a playful nature and he was glad he hadn't scared her, Mykel's breathing was one full of anticipation for the moment.

Mykel made sure that both of her slight wrists were caught under a single hand, and used his free fingers to trace down her body all the way down to her sex. He explored for a couple of moments, hearing slight moans of pleasure escape her lips, and a gasp as he slid a single finger into her. Amelie's hips were rocking now, begging for more, so he slid another finger in gently.

"You're going to want something bigger in there..."
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Post  Penelope Jones on Sat Jun 16, 2012 1:10 pm

When Amelie had decided to be playful with Mykel, she imagined it would be she that would be domineering and taking control of the situation, she didnt imagine she would be so easily maneuvered from her position. She gasped with delight and surprise as Mykel flipped her over, giving him the instant upper hand. She felt a delicious feeling curl deep inside her, instantly bringing heat and a wetness to her sex. It was exhilarating being with Mykel in such a free way.

"I asked you a question Amelie", she vaguely heard Mykel whispering the question to her as he distracted her expertly with his wandering hands. Each touch of his finger tips sent electric currents throughout her body. She felt her breathing become more heavy with anticipation as she felt her sex stirring to life with his evident arousal nudging at her. She couldnt contain the moan that escaped her lips at his touch. She had never imagined a man bringing her the pleasure that Mykel was bringing to her as his body blanketed hers, his warm becoming her warmth, his chest rising and falling in time with hers and their bodies so close they could be one.

As Mykel's fingers began snaking down her body and invading her wetness, Amelie closed her eyes, her body shuddering as she moaned with pleasure. "Mykel," she groaned his name in a fervent whisper of longing as her greedy hips rose to meet his fingers. "Oh Heavens," she moaned as she tried to break from his grasp, unable to be patient enough with his pace.

At the idea of something bigger inside of her, Amelie almost lost her control, her wetness slicking his fingers. "Mykel," she groaned pleadingly, biting her lower lip as her body shuddered from the way he moved inside of her, stroking the hooded nub of her sex, teasing to bring her close to her climax once more while she was still sensitive from the earlier one.

"I fear I am losing my mind," she gasped as she fell victim to his sexual prowess. "I will follow you wherever you go Mykel..." she answered truthfully trailing off after raising her head to meet his gaze. Arching her back, she pleaded some more as Mykel nibbled her neck playfully. "I want something much, much bigger," she begged as she caught his lips in a kiss.

"As you wish my Lady," Mykel grinned to her seductively as his fingers left her sex only to be replaced by his hardened cock. The first thrust in was the most delicious as they clung to eachother. Mykel having released her wrists, left her to explore his body, her hands running over his shoulders and raking his back with her nails as her legs wrapped around his hips more securely. Each thrust brought them closer to the climax they both craved, hungry for more of eachother. Amelie felt her fever pitch grow with each passionate thrust, Mykels moans matching hers for pleasure. She rocked her hips to meet his eagerly as she felt his cock slide in deeper, her body welcoming the invasion. She could hear Mykels breathing becoming more rapid, sweat glistening on his brow as their bodies clung tightly. Catching his lips in a kiss, her tongue began toying with his.

Pulling from the kiss, Mykel began trailing kisses down her neck. Moving further south he paused to pull her tightly coiled nipple in his mouth, suckling greedily as she felt the first orgasm ripple through her body. She screamed out his name as her sex flooded with wetness, contracting around his erection as if milking him for his seed. She clung to him as if he was the anchor she needed in this sea of pleasure. Tipping him over the edge, he gripped her tightly, burying his face in her hair as he rode the waves of pleasure, murmuring her name softly in her ear.

They lay like this for a moment before Mykel rolled from Amelie, dragging her body close to his side, her head resting in the crook of his arm. Their breathing eventually slowed down as their hands entwined together. Amelie felt the dreaming world calling her as she lay with Mykel in utter contentment. Planting a soft kiss on her head, Mykel sighed happily.

"I will follow you always," Amelie murmmered sleepily as she nuzzled closer to her Champion, her eyes closing gifting her a peaceful sleep to the steady beat of Mykels heart.
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