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I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE TIME A FRIEND | WEEKLY TASK, OPEN - Margaery - 06-06-2018

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[color=gray]"Shoulders back! Chin up! Always face your enemy with poise, dulcis margarita. Do not let them know you're afraid. You are a warrior, show them that. Send them running for fear after they see what beast you hide under that pretty face."

She felt terrible, looked terrible, a frown contorting her lips as she gazed at the unoccupied 'fight ring' of sorts that she had made for her weekly task. Margaery's chin remained up though, her head held as high as always as she curled her chocolate-hued tail over her paws and once more ran over her mental checklist of necessities for this little lesson. She had organized her steps, made sure that water was nearby, and had stationed herself close enough to the Observatory that if anything went awry, a medic could be fetched quickly. If anything, she had dutifully set herself up for success. All that was missing were her willing pupils and those could be found easily.

[color=#b14767]"I'm having a battle lesson," She called out, forcing the tremble from her words. She hadn't been hunting as regularly as she usually did and such was rapidly taking a toll on her body. The leeches were obviously displeased with a lack of steady sustenance and had decided to take that out on her by draining her of her energy. Lovely. It was no matter, she was sure that she could host this lesson without issue so long as she persevered. She had overcome pain far worse than this mildly inconveniencing one.

[color=#b14767]"I'd prefer if you partner up with someone but if you'd like to work on your own, that's acceptable. I'm willing to partner with anyone as well, though I must warn you, you may become part of the demonstration."

She wasn't going to lie about that either. In order for her to effectively communicate her strategies, live subjects were practically demanded. It all went back to that silly little phrase she supposed, all's fair in love and war or something like that. Margaery just wondered who would be the lucky individual who served as her partner.



Re: I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE TIME A FRIEND | WEEKLY TASK, OPEN - Suiteheart - 06-07-2018

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Ah, who better to be Margaery's partner than her literal partner? Suiteheart strolled forward, a grin as wide as the ocean stretched upon her lips. This was perfect. Her wife was perfect. It was going to be fucking fantastic. "Oh, I'd love to be demonstrated on," she meowed, her voice slipping into a cheeky, seductive tone.

For all the jokes and flirtation, something was obviously wrong. Even if Margy was skilled at hiding her emotions from others, the bond the pair shared was always a dead giveaway. Suite could feel the other's exhaustion, her weakness. It was extremely worrying, and Suite knew in her heart of hearts that this could not be a normal pregnancy. There were too many issues already.

'I'm going to hunt for you later today. I can feel how terrible you feel, mon amour. You're starting to worry me, you know,' the white feline sent through their bond as her tail tip twitched back and forth - a telltale sign she was anxious. Still, she smiled. [color=#99182C][b]"What're gonna learn first, Teach?"