originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]In fact, she didn't have her helm at the moment, due to being in a hurry to get here. As such, Anri went reeling back, almost falling over. She was vulnerable, at the moment.[/b]
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[i]Jerven quickly rushed over and placed his shoe on the throat of the knightly woman,. before he looked into her eyes and spoke up. [/i]"Have I got admittance?"
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[i]"Not the smartest thing you could've done at the moment..."[/i] [b]Anri points at her sword.[/b] [i]"...Then again, I'm not that cheap, to slice off an unarmed fighter's leg just because I'm pinned down. Now...mind getting off, please?"[/i]
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[i]And so Jerven removed his foot from the throat of the knightly woman.[/i] "That's what I was relying on."
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[b]Anri began to rise, chuckling.[/b] [i]"Oh really? Interesting."[/i] [b]Standing up now, she simply smiles at Jerven, stretching a little. [/b] [i]"I suppose you're in, then."[/i]
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"Sweet. And thank you, by the way."
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[i]"Yeah. Good meeting you...sorry, I don't know your name. So sorry." [/i] [b]She sounds slightly embarrassed.[/b]
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"No worries. I'm Jerven, you?"
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[i]"Anri. Pleasure meeting you, Jerven."[/i]