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clawed_progeny ([info]clawed_progeny) wrote,
@ 2011-06-24 03:43:00


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Heir of the Iron Fist
Keiji was not in a good mood. Apparently in an attempt to form an alliance with him, Lord Yukimura had captured  what he called a "fiery warrior woman" and was offering as a "bride" for him. The crassness of Yukimura galled him on an almost primal level, but Keiji couldn't afford to make an enemy of the man..yet. He'd have to handle this carefully. Perhaps staging an "escape" would be the best course to getting the woman out. First though, he'd have to assess her. He'd need to know if she was actually a warrior or simply a woman with a fiery temper. He stopped in front of the door to her room/cell. He knocks on the door, he has not idea what state of dress the woman may or not be in.

"Miss, may i enter?"


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[info]clawed_progeny
2011-06-25 01:21 am UTC (link)
Keiji smiles a devious grin. "I think I can hold off on any immediate retribution." He glances at his watch. "Speaking of which, it's time to go. Shall we?" He extends his arm for her to take it.

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