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A Princess and a Peasant

[member="Felicity Mason"]

He nodded. "Sorry, well my lady, i have no idea actually. I guess im just going to keep going around, helping everyone i can and making people's lives better one at a time... which is why i thank you for that help miss. Not much to say about me though, i play a violin as a hobby, i love to read, write... simple things that dont disturb others..."
 
"Boring"

The little Princess tossed her blond hair behind her shoulder, looking down at him through thick eyelashes.

"What do you think of Naboo? It is beautiful, isn't it? Makes you want to stay here forever, right?"

[member="Glyph"]
 
[member="Felicity Mason"]

She... was really something else. For Nobility she was the single most disrespective person he had met, it didn't change the fact he smiled though.
"Beautiful as the night sky and its stars... Sorry, im doing it again.." He sighed, he wasn't used to simply just talking, and once more he had almost been poetic with his words, or tried to be, not even sure if the poem was bad or good from what shes been saying.
 
Yes. He was doing it again. She was going to have to break him of that bad habit, or he was going to annoy her to death.

"Have you considered staying?" she asked, "On Naboo? Perhaps finding a more permanent position here?"

[member="Glyph"]
 
[member="Felicity Mason"]

"I guess... but i dont know. Why, do you know of something?" He looked at her and cursed, realizing he might have screwed up again. "What i mean my lady, is do you know of a job that i could fit?" He was sure he had it right... and finally the smile dropped, his face covered with confusion as the deep blue eyes fell. He still held nothing but a kind expression on his face, but his confusion if he had the wording right was present.
 
"Hmm..."

She leaned back in her chair, slouching. Mom hated when she slouched. Dad never seemed to notice it though.

"Yes, with a little training under Percy, you might just have potential."

She didn't directly explain what she meant. She was too busy thinking about his lightsaber and how cool it would be to have a space wizard as a body guard.

[member="Glyph"]
 
[member="Felicity Mason"]

"Uh Miss... did someone grab my things off me when i was brought back here... there is a case i was carrying that looks like it carries a triangular sort of object... i want to work on a hobby of mine." He chose to ignore the comment about this percy, though he smiled and certainly looked interested in what she had said, trying to get her to talk about it without him asking. If she did get his case that would be all the better, but he just wanted to know what she meant.
 
"Hm? Oh yeah. Your stuff. It's over there in a drawer."
She motioned to a dresser carelessly, annoyed that he had interrupted her pondering. He was going to have to work on that

"Have you ever thought about getting into the business of guarding?"

[member="Glyph"]
 
He tried to stand, which was just about the single dumbest idea he had ever done as the moment he tried to get out of the bed he almost collapsed to the floor. Holding onto the bed he smiled as his legs barely supported him, realizing how stupid this had been. "Miss... can you get me the case that was on me, it has a violin in it... and as for a job as a guard i had never thought about that. Perhaps you can tell me what you are thinking, are you offering me a job?"

[member="Felicity Mason"]
 

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