Elyriel Winters: *comes to attention*
St John Wraith: yer Report?
Elyriel Winters: aye, sir.
Elyriel Winters: I made an arrest tonight.
Elyriel Winters: Xavier Trinson.
St John Wraith: Im not familiar with him
Elyriel Winters: He drew his sword on me and threatened me with it…
Elyriel Winters: I knew him from Winterfell.
St John Wraith: *brow furrows*
Elyriel Winters: Though…
Elyriel Winters: well
Elyriel Winters: I’d been told he was killed.
Elyriel Winters: *shrugs some*
Elyriel Winters: He’s in a cell now…
St John Wraith: well, if he threatens ye again, the rumors may prove true
Elyriel Winters: *sighs, shoulders drooping some*
Elyriel Winters: *quieter*
Elyriel Winters: He still thinks I’m “consorting ” with the Covenant, john.
Elyriel Winters: You may want to let the Justice handle it…
St John Wraith: *listens steadily*
Elyriel Winters: *meets his gaze steadily*
Elyriel Winters: You won’t like some of what he says about me.
St John Wraith: *grits teeth*
(He heads off to the cell)
Elyriel Winters: Captain.
Xavier: *sits up*
St John Wraith: sir?
Xavier: Your turn?
Elyriel Winters: Captain…
Xavier: Perfect timing, I just stopped bleeding
Elyriel Winters: *frowns*
Elyriel Winters: *quietly to Wraith*
Elyriel Winters: Tauros and Sundad got at him.
St John Wraith: *nods a bit*
Elyriel Winters: *still to Wraith, ignoring Xavier*
Elyriel Winters: I’ve sent word to the Justice…
St John Wraith: What seems to be yer problem lad?
Elyriel Winters: but he’s not available.
Xavier: My problem?
Xavier: Well, I would think it’s glaringly obvious, I am a prisoner, and an abused one.
St John Wraith: *nods a bit*
Elyriel Winters: Twas my fault, sir.
Elyriel Winters: I couldn’t get Tauros and Sundad out.
Xavier: You tried ever so hard..
Xavier: Though I should consider myself lucky you didn’t collect the blood for a snack.
Elyriel Winters: *rolls eyes*
St John Wraith: *quirks brow*
Elyriel Winters: He thinks I was turned.
St John Wraith: Why are ye threatening Sentinel Winters, might I ask?
Xavier: Because people, and I use the term loosely, like her, do not belong in Trinsic.
St John Wraith: *tilts head*
Elyriel Winters: *grits her teeth*
St John Wraith: *looks down at him*
St John Wraith: and why might that be?
Xavier: *stands up from cot*
Xavier: Last I knew, Trinsic was not the Vampire city.
Xavier: Things may have changed though
St John Wraith: *nods*
Xavier: *shrugs*
St John Wraith: in that ye are correct
St John Wraith: however, Sentinel Winters ist nay a vampire
Xavier: No.
Xavier: She just consorts, and I use that term literally, with them.
Xavier: Wait!
Elyriel Winters: *keeps her expression under control*
Xavier: I think I know what’s going on here…
St John Wraith: *grits teeth*
Xavier: This is one of those sarcastic nicknames, like calling a fat person “Slim”
Xavier: Calling someone who leaves their post to run off with the enemy “Guard”
Xavier: I get it!
St John Wraith: Lad…
Elyriel Winters: *glares coldly*
Xavier: So the Justice is what, a thief, or beggar?
St John Wraith: I would like to be perfectly honest with you now…
Elyriel Winters: Mister Trinson!
Elyriel Winters: I warned you once about slandering the Justice.
St John Wraith: Whatever yer compunction against Vampires…
St John Wraith: That tis your buisness
Xavier: ..
St John Wraith: Elyriel Winters, is nay a Vampire
St John Wraith: furthermore…
Xavier: Perhaps you don’t know?
St John Wraith: if I ever hear of ye attempting to harm my fiancee…
Xavier: A spy! that is it..
Xavier: fiancee?
St John Wraith: all the Daemons of Hythloth will not keep me from smiting ye from this world
Xavier: I believe there is a line for that..
Xavier: But you should know sir, your supposed fiancee..
Xavier: left her position at Winterfell to run off with a vampire.
St John Wraith: *nods*
Xavier: ..not left..
Xavier: deserted.
St John Wraith: Aye
Elyriel Winters: *straightens her shoulders*
Xavier: ..
Xavier: That doesn’t bother you?
St John Wraith: not particularly
Xavier: *jumps back and looks around*
Xavier: *spies wooden tray*
St John Wraith: Perhaps ye dont know me lad…
Xavier: A clever disguise Daca…but you can’t fool me.
St John Wraith: *steps to the man*
Elyriel Winters: *glares*
St John Wraith: I am St John Wraith
Xavier: *crawls over cot*
Xavier: Call yourself what you want, I know what you are!
Elyriel Winters: *steps forward*
Elyriel Winters: You’re delusional, Mister Trinson.
Elyriel Winters: Tis not Daca.
Elyriel Winters: He’s been banned from the city.
Xavier: ..
Xavier: all the more reason for a disguise!
St John Wraith: I doubt even Daca would claim to be a Lord of House Shadune, which I am
Xavier: Shadune..sounds familiar..
St John Wraith: *straightens shoulders*
St John Wraith: I think perhaps ye are Ill sir
Xavier: Ill?
Xavier: Certainly not.
Xavier: I know what I see, and I see a wench who endangers her comrades and consorts with murderers
Xavier: running about playing guard.
Elyriel Winters: *frowns*
Xavier: I see a bunch of thugs defending her
St John Wraith: *grabs the man by the collar*
Elyriel Winters: John… Captain.
Xavier: *reaches up and pulls down his collar*
St John Wraith: *looks over his shoulder*
Elyriel Winters: *quietly*
Elyriel Winters: Let him say what he will.
Xavier: Go on..fresh and delicious, fresh from the cow.
Elyriel Winters: Twill not make any of it true.
Xavier: No one’s watching but your “guard”
Elyriel Winters: *glares at Xavier*
Elyriel Winters: You have no idea what’s been going on…
St John Wraith: *releases the man*
Xavier: Just ate, eh?
Elyriel Winters: so hold your tongue.
Xavier: Oh well..looks as if I’m not going anywhere.
St John Wraith: *pops his neck*
St John Wraith: let him sleep it off
(Wraith let him go and they stepped outside the cell)
Elyriel Winters: *nods some*
St John Wraith: release him in the morning
Elyriel Winters: *nods again*
Elyriel Winters: He didn’t come at me with that blade…
Elyriel Winters: And I don’t know that he’s in his right mind…
Elyriel Winters: I wont press charges…
Elyriel Winters: This time.
St John Wraith: *nods some*
Elyriel Winters: *locks the door*
St John Wraith: *slouches back in chair drumming his fingers ont he table*
Elyriel Winters: *sighs heavily*
Elyriel Winters: I thought I’d left that behind me…
Elyriel Winters: *rests chin in a hand*
St John Wraith: *looks across the table at her*
St John Wraith: ye have
Elyriel Winters: *smiles a bit*
Elyriel Winters: I’m sorry you had to listen to that.
St John Wraith: *waves it off*
Elyriel Winters: Trinson and I were never too friendly.
Elyriel Winters: Though…
Elyriel Winters: *looks toward the cell*
Elyriel Winters: I had no idea he hated me so much.
St John Wraith: *nods a bit*
St John Wraith: seems to be the case
Elyriel Winters: *sighs again*
Elyriel Winters: The last I heard about him…
Elyriel Winters: he’d been arrested for treason.
Elyriel Winters: Twas some plot to overthrow the king.
St John Wraith: *sighs*
St John Wraith: lot of those in Winterfell
Elyriel Winters: *nods slightly*
St John Wraith: *sets his gaze upon her*
St John Wraith: How would you like to deal with this?
Elyriel Winters: *eyes a little distant*
Elyriel Winters: *blinks*
Elyriel Winters: With him?
St John Wraith: *nods*
Elyriel Winters: *shrugs*
Elyriel Winters: He obviously has no idea that Daca and I parted ways…
Elyriel Winters: and he wouldn’t know who you are.
Elyriel Winters: He came to Winterfell long after you left.
St John Wraith: *grins*
St John Wraith: Everyone knows who I am
Elyriel Winters: *chuckles*
Elyriel Winters: He was an odd sort.
Elyriel Winters: Honestly…
Elyriel Winters: let him go in the morning.
Elyriel Winters: Something just tis not right.
Elyriel Winters: *shrugs*
Elyriel Winters: If he bothers me again…
Elyriel Winters: I’ll arrest him and press charges.
Elyriel Winters: *smiles grimly*
St John Wraith: *nods a bit*
Elyriel Winters: I don’t take kindly to guards being threatened.
St John Wraith: *sets hands in front of him sitting up straight*
St John Wraith: I dont take kindly to my wife being threatened
Elyriel Winters: *smiles with more warmth*
Elyriel Winters: Tis an odd situation at times, isn’t it?
St John Wraith: *looks at her honestly*
Elyriel Winters: Your future wife is a subordinate, and my husband my superior.
St John Wraith: tis nothing odd about it love…
St John Wraith: While ye are a guard, and I am the Captain, our duty lies to Trinsic
St John Wraith: however…
St John Wraith: the well being of my wife, supercedes all other protocals
Elyriel Winters: *looks at him steadily*
Elyriel Winters: I appreciate that… I really do…
Elyriel Winters: but our duty has to come first.
St John Wraith: *levels his gaze on her*
St John Wraith: thretening a guard is one thing Elyriel…
St John Wraith: that is a City issue…
St John Wraith: and to be handled by the justice..
St John Wraith: Threatening my wife, personally, is my buisiness, and I wilt nay tolerate it
Elyriel Winters: *smiles*
Elyriel Winters: If I may speak plainly sir…
St John Wraith: *nods*
Elyriel Winters: I wanted nothing more than to take him outside the city walls…
Elyriel Winters: and beat him senseless with my mace.
Elyriel Winters: *dry chuckle*
St John Wraith: *smiles wryly*
St John Wraith: I know ye capable of defending yourself…
St John Wraith: do not ever believe I think less…
Elyriel Winters: *places elbows on the table, leaning forward*
Elyriel Winters: hist now…
St John Wraith: but I am a protective husband, I will always watch after ye
Elyriel Winters: *smiles*
Elyriel Winters: I wasn’t saying you shouldn’t stand up for me
St John Wraith: good, cause ye would have little success in preventing me
St John Wraith: *grins*
Elyriel Winters: *grins*
Elyriel Winters: Aye, I know.
Elyriel Winters: So long as you let me get my shots in…
Elyriel Winters: *winks*
Elyriel Winters: we’ll be ok.
St John Wraith: *chuckles*
St John Wraith: as for this Trinison fellow, have him released in the morning, and we will keep tabs..
St John Wraith: on him
Elyriel Winters: *nods some*