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đź’Ź-kiss (morrec)
42: for a kiss... OUT OF PRIDE.
     AS SHE FEINTED a blow to the legs, she abruptly changed the direction of her swing... cu-u-urving upwards and there was a fraction of a moment where their eyes locked; kyra grinning and the blacksmith’s eyes going wide with understanding... and then the staff connected with the side of morrec’s head and he was sent stumbling.  she was quick with the second blow: sweeping his feet from underneath him, and as his body hit the dust she divested herself of the wooden staff, unsheathed the blade from inside her boot. the storm queen quickly mounted his chest and brought the knife to his throat as the crowd outside the broken axe roared their applause, scattered with cries of disappointment as those who had bet on the blacksmith were now out of pocket.  Â
   “WELL NOW, CLEGANE,” kyra grinned, panting as the blacksmith glared at her, his chest also heaving - having been winded when he hit the ground, “it seems as though you’re loosing your touch in your old age.” fluidly, she sheathed the blade and got off him and extended an arm to help him to his feet and then she grabbed his face and planted a solid, fiery kiss to his lips - his beard scratching at her face as their onlookers hooted and howled.
 HER TONGUE LASHED against his, all teeth and competition, the kiss akin to their fight. pulling away, kyra grinned at him; “you’re paying for the next round, blacksmith boy, i beat your ass fair and square.” and then she raised her fist triumphantly to the drunken accolades of the onlookers.    / * @mcrrec​​
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“It seems that we will go into Hell together, then.” (morrec)
      “SINCE WHEN ARE you so melodramatic, clegane?” she grinned, unsheathing her sword as she and the blonde bastard turned towards the brawling bunch that had choked the center of the street of steel.  “it’s only a little street fight.   also, you’re treating my sword after this melee, clegane!” she called, charging towards the fray with a nearly gleeful grin.    ( @mcrrec )
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