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Wolfie
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Username: Wolfie

Post Number: 1504
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Saturday, April 01, 2006 - 12:11 am:   Edit Post

I hope you enjoy this, I used to be a member of the SCA. It was a really fun time in my life.
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Jeremy Rogers was a frustrated man. He was head over heels in love with the delectable Gillian Carr, but so far she acted as though he didn’t exist. Or worse, she mocked him in public. He knew she wasn’t a mean woman, he’d seen too many examples of her kindness to others to believe otherwise. If only he could get her to turn those cornflower blue eyes his way, he knew he could impress her with his wit and style. Who was he kidding, he thought to himself….the only way he could impress someone like Gillian would be if he completely changed who he was.

Both Roger and Gillian belonged to a popular medieval group called the SCA. The letters stood for the Society for Creative Anachronisms and its members were all people in love with re-creating history. Each member would take on a persona; usually quite different from their everyday mundane lives, with new names, identities, and histories that suited them. They would meticulously research the clothing they wore, the weapons they carried, their speech and manner. Most would join a local group, becoming a villager in a canton, a traveling bard or perhaps a warrior in chain mail or boiled leather. Dressed appropriately they went to feasts and gatherings, handfastings and jousts…mingling with kings and queens, seneschals and knights, barbarian and noblewoman. The members would camp in yurts, feast on rabbit and boar, and would sip honey mead as they listened to the music of lute and pipe. It was a fun hobby, and satisfied it’s members love of the past…even if glorified.

During the week Gillian Carr was the owner of a small importing company in downtown Stamford. She traveled extensively to maintain the high quality of the goods she sold, working long hours and often staying up late into the night so she could talk to suppliers all over the world. She loved the excitement of her business, seeing new places and finding the perfect new items to sell to the wealthy folks of Westport, Easton and Greenwich. Gillian longed for a husband and family, but her wish to stay at the top of her field in importing didn’t allow for much socializing…that was, until she found the SCA. The courtliness of the men appealed to her, and since she was an attractive woman she was very popular with them indeed. Gillian was an accomplished flirt and enjoyed sharing a cloved lemon or a country dance with lord and squire alike. She was thinking of her many conquests as she readied her wardrobe for that weekends event, a tournament being hosted by the Barony of Dragonship Haven. There was Lord Ivan, an accomplished dancer whose hands were prone to wander if he thought he could get away with it. Sir Edgar who wrote her poetry and whose foppish clothing made her smile. And Baron Rolf, ferocious on the battlefield but who couldn’t take his eyes from the low décolletage of her gowns whenever they spoke. It would have shocked Jeremy to know that Gillian thought of him too, especially his shy smile. She liked his air of competence with a bow, his gentle tenor when he joined in the singing around the campfires and the way he played with the children who came with their parents at each event. But Gillian was attracted to dominant men, and Jeremy’s quiet nature led her to believe she could walk all over him any time she wished.

Jeremy’s eyes followed Gillian’s willowy form as she helped cook that evening’s meal. The low cut green gown she wore made the most of her charms, her long red braid swaying in time with her hips as she bent to stir the beef stew in a pot over the fire. Earlier that day her laughter had echoed in Jeremy’s ears when he was playing with some children and accidentally ended up falling into a large puddle. Gillian had called him a buffoon, playfully handing him her hankie as he spluttered and tried to wipe the water from his face. When he finally could see clearly, it was to the view of her saucy backside as she walked off on the arm of Sir Edgar, still giggling at his clumsiness. The urge to land a hearty swat to those twitching cheeks and the thought of her probable squeal of outrage was the only thing that kept Jeremy from falling into despair as he went to change into a some dry clothing. Now he sat on a log nearby, idly sharpening his eating knife and conversing with friends while they waited for the call to supper.

Suddenly the air was pierced by a scream and Jeremy looked up to see smoke pluming up from the hem of Gillian’s skirt. Her chemise had brushed a nearby smoldering branch, catching the delicate lace on fire. As she danced backwards smacking at the small flames, Gillian merely fanned them higher and she shrieked desperately in fear. Immediately she was surrounded by strong arms that quickly brushed out the fire, holding her gently as she burst into tears. Gillian gazed through wet eyes as Jeremy searched the hem of her gown for any lingering embers, his smile of reassurance calming her fears. She smiled back at him, then at all the other worried faces around her.
“I’m fine, I’m fine…thanks to milord Jeremy and his quick thinking.” She stood quietly as he continued to brush at her gown, then quipped “too bad he cant move that quickly on the tourney field!” Gillian gasped in shock at the sharp slap that landed on her backside, glaring at Jeremy as he innocently murmured “ash”.
“I KNOW IT’S MY ASS!” she growled at him, one hand going back to rub her wounded cheek…only to blush in embarrassment as he repeated “ no, ash” in a louder voice. Glaring at Jeremy with dagger eyes, Gillian swept her skirts from his grasp and stormed off to a chorus of laughter, completely missing the speculative gleam in her rescuer’s eyes.

copyright* wolfie 2006
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.

Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
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Reader_girl
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Post Number: 114
Registered: 07-2005
Posted on Saturday, April 01, 2006 - 12:21 am:   Edit Post

Mmmm...can't wait for more.
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Beachley
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Username: Beachley

Post Number: 340
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Saturday, April 01, 2006 - 07:58 pm:   Edit Post

This sounds like fun. Perhaps Jeremy is not the as timid as Gillian thinks.
The Spice of Life is having my OWN WAY!! A spanking would be nice.
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Pinkcheeks
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Username: Pinkcheeks

Post Number: 226
Registered: 12-2005


Posted on Sunday, April 02, 2006 - 11:35 am:   Edit Post

loved it!
"Thought I WAS being a good girl...really I did!"
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Gypsygirl
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Username: Gypsygirl

Post Number: 12
Registered: 04-2006
Posted on Wednesday, April 19, 2006 - 08:02 pm:   Edit Post

Surely you're not going to leave us in suspense? When do we get to read The Happy Ending?
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Bethie
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Username: Bethie

Post Number: 745
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Friday, April 28, 2006 - 08:12 pm:   Edit Post

Great read, Wolfie! I can't wait to read part 2. How long are you going to make me wait though? (Yeah, I know, I'm one to talk.)
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Wolfie
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Username: Wolfie

Post Number: 1609
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Friday, April 28, 2006 - 09:08 pm:   Edit Post

Im glad everyone liked it. Im sorry its taking so long for part 2, but with traveling and selling my home I have little time to write. I'll try to get to it soon...I promise!
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.

Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
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Bethie
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Username: Bethie

Post Number: 752
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Saturday, April 29, 2006 - 01:24 am:   Edit Post

I understand, you've got so much to do, I'm not sure how you find the energy to do it all! Take your time, we'll still be here waiting.
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Brooke_ray
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Username: Brooke_ray

Post Number: 27
Registered: 05-2005


Posted on Saturday, April 29, 2006 - 07:40 pm:   Edit Post

Just as delightful a read the second time around, Wolfie! I'll try to be patient until you find the time to post a part 2...
Trinkets and Treasure

There are colors and feelings and emotional terrain that we occupy that are ours and ours alone...
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Buenaventura
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Username: Buenaventura

Post Number: 4
Registered: 04-2006
Posted on Wednesday, May 03, 2006 - 10:36 am:   Edit Post

Wonderful start Wolfie I once went to a restaurant in London that was similar to your SCA society.It was a recreated great hall of a castle with tapestry on the walls a roaring fire serving wenches (that you could pinch)hounds roaming around waiting for bones mead etc.Wonderful place!!
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Sarah_aless
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Username: Sarah_aless

Post Number: 5
Registered: 05-2006
Posted on Wednesday, May 10, 2006 - 12:38 pm:   Edit Post

OOO ooo ooo - more please - this has such promise - I love the premise being quite into 'living history' type places!!
I read that you're busy so I'm trying not to be too demanding but I'd really like to read more of this!
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Butterfly84
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Username: Butterfly84

Post Number: 4
Registered: 05-2006
Posted on Wednesday, May 10, 2006 - 11:30 pm:   Edit Post

Ooo...can't wait to read more! Good luck with the move and everything else!
~*butterfly*~

Nobody suspects the butterfly...

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