Reynaldo Mazzini
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Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 35
Physical Description: 5'10, he has a short brown beard and ponytail, and a long if not particularly strong chin. His eyes are just as brown as his hair, and he has a more or less average build, although he is quite flexible.
Clothes and Equipment: Well dressed with shining silk clothing, he is modest yet fashionable, a rarely seen combination.
Registered: Dec 31, 2016 20:00:40 GMT -8
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Post by Reynaldo Mazzini on Mar 28, 2017 5:04:09 GMT -8
"Yes, I will bring them soon!" He said, excitement and relief battling for control of his facial and vocal expression. He did blink at the explanation of why she was considered odd, and had visible creasing on his forehead as he thought long and hard. "Well, that is odd, no? Although, one also has to agree it is their fault if none of the suitors are good, no?" He did agree it was just a little bit weird, but on the other hand it was as he said, at least partially the fault of the local lads.
He raised an eyebrow when she told him all was good, and had his lips move as though he had eaten something sour to display that while he didn't want to pay further, he did not exactly believe her. "Very well, if you say it is then I will not question it. Not everyone wants to tell thoughts to strangers anyway." He said thoughtfully, deciding that perhaps it was for the best.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2017 22:59:47 GMT -8
She regarded him with a slight smile at his acceptance of her oddities. "I have not exactly been on the prowl for any suitor. Not all of the fellows who come and go are necessarily bad suitors. I just keep my distance in general... Even if I might feel like he is worth my attentions..." She kind of trailed off as she said the last part... That was as close to her admitting she was attracted as he would ever hear from her, laced with a mixture of wariness and a touch of worry. She switched topics to the first thing he said, "Do bring them. I am happy to do some sort of task besides wallowing."
"You are less of a stranger to me than most here. I promise I am well."
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Reynaldo Mazzini
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 35
Physical Description: 5'10, he has a short brown beard and ponytail, and a long if not particularly strong chin. His eyes are just as brown as his hair, and he has a more or less average build, although he is quite flexible.
Clothes and Equipment: Well dressed with shining silk clothing, he is modest yet fashionable, a rarely seen combination.
Registered: Dec 31, 2016 20:00:40 GMT -8
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Post by Reynaldo Mazzini on Apr 22, 2017 6:13:54 GMT -8
He was happy to bring delight to the young woman and listened on earnestly if a little distractedly thinking of what exactly it was he needed for clothing. Rainne's words echoed in his head however, and his brow wrinkled with thought before one eyebrow rose almost all the way to his hairline. He leaned in and whispered "You're not... well.... you don't err... you don't feel the love for... other girls?" he asked, looking left and right cautiously in case someone overheard. It was a taboo subject but he was awfully curious and somewhat confused by her words.
He scratched his beard a little, wondering what it would be like to be the only one to know her nonexistent secret, but then he wondered if perhaps others knew and she already had girls of a similar nature around the place. His mind raced back to see if anyone gave winks or anything of the sort to Rainne, his mind racing faster than a white charger.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2017 9:29:10 GMT -8
She blinked when he asked the question he asked. She gave him a look that asked him if he was joking. Really?? She replied with, "Heavens no! I just... Am very careful not to give my affections to strange men who could be gone at any given moment. I do not fancy myself the wife of a sailor, nor to give myself to some lesser noble who would not give me his name but try to get under my skirts anyways." She shook her head. "Besides... There is someone I do fancy but he does not need to know that."
Her face was quite red by the last statement. She cleared her throat and continued. "I doubt he even thinks of me in that way." Then she shrugged and gave her attention to some imaginary hangnail, trying her best to cover up the fact she was thoroughly mortified with herself for blurting that out in her defense.
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Reynaldo Mazzini
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 35
Physical Description: 5'10, he has a short brown beard and ponytail, and a long if not particularly strong chin. His eyes are just as brown as his hair, and he has a more or less average build, although he is quite flexible.
Clothes and Equipment: Well dressed with shining silk clothing, he is modest yet fashionable, a rarely seen combination.
Registered: Dec 31, 2016 20:00:40 GMT -8
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Post by Reynaldo Mazzini on Apr 23, 2017 4:13:34 GMT -8
His brow wrinkled a bit as she said "no" and then he leaned back raising his hands somewhat defensively. "I'm sorry." He muttered, but then gained some energy to redouble his explanation. "It's just that you said that you turn down even the lads you think are worth your attentions; what was I to think!" He said perhaps a little louder than he should have considering the circumstances. "Anyway, I just asked. Curiosity killed the cat but mine could massacre a pride of lions."
Hoping diffuse the situation a little more Reynaldo looked up a little and asked "Who is he?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2017 17:43:23 GMT -8
"They all leave eventually," she explained. "It does not matter who the man is, y... He will leave too." She stood up and started cleaning up her mess, and the mess from the neighboring table. "He just arrived and he says he wants to do something for himself, but he will leave." She handed off the stacks of plates to the serving wench and moved to sit back down, face crimson.
"He has not even expressed once that he wanted more than friendship in any case and I will not be throwing myself at his feet." She was quiet, nervous by the end of that speech because she almost slipped with "you," instead of "he..."
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Reynaldo Mazzini
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 35
Physical Description: 5'10, he has a short brown beard and ponytail, and a long if not particularly strong chin. His eyes are just as brown as his hair, and he has a more or less average build, although he is quite flexible.
Clothes and Equipment: Well dressed with shining silk clothing, he is modest yet fashionable, a rarely seen combination.
Registered: Dec 31, 2016 20:00:40 GMT -8
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Post by Reynaldo Mazzini on Apr 25, 2017 8:39:32 GMT -8
"Oh?" Reynaldo interjected when she said that everyone leaves; to him the village seemed like quite the reverse, a place where families stay for generations. Maybe the odd lad or two would go to the capital to make a name for themselves but it seemed that the girl before him had no success with the local men. He shrugged, not particularly certain who was at fault. He fiddled with a button on his shirt when she finished of with a "y," and his mind once more started racing, though not connecting dots very well. Who in the village had a name starting with "y?" He narrowed it down to the men, those above twenty due to her scrutinies and then to those below fory due to her slight repulsion to her old master and such. The question "who" rang over and over, giving him just a bit of torment in his consciousness.
"Who is he?" Reynaldo asked, deciding to gamble though perhaps intrude a little. It seemed he was her only friend anyway so she would be quite open to revealing at least some elements of personal life, he reasoned.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 9:56:09 GMT -8
She wanted to flail her arms and reveal, but she was not going to. "I am not saying." She said stubbornly instead. "Besides, he seems to be blissfully ignorant anyways." With that, she stood up once more to flee the scene, or try to anyhow. If he stayed where he was after she made it outside, the serving wench would shake her head and tsk.
"I think the gel is talking about you." That was only said of he didn't finally put two and two together and try to intercept her, not that she even went very far. She was on the other side of the wall, back pressed against it as she tried to get a hokd of herself.
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Reynaldo Mazzini
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 35
Physical Description: 5'10, he has a short brown beard and ponytail, and a long if not particularly strong chin. His eyes are just as brown as his hair, and he has a more or less average build, although he is quite flexible.
Clothes and Equipment: Well dressed with shining silk clothing, he is modest yet fashionable, a rarely seen combination.
Registered: Dec 31, 2016 20:00:40 GMT -8
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Post by Reynaldo Mazzini on Apr 26, 2017 17:25:35 GMT -8
"No? Well, alri-" Reynaldo began, but the whiskered face once more wrinkled in confusion and then realization; of quite the wrong thing however. He had offended her by prying, and instantly regretted it. He too stood and ran after Rainne, stopped, shuffled back to pay, and then ran once more. "Wait!" he shouted, tripping up a little. He wasn't too old but had a resting job if he worked at all which took it's toll and gradually began to metaphorically turn his six-pack into a keg.
As he got closer and got to a little pant he stopped to flex an arm and felt it up before giggling with relief. At least not everything was degrading. He wiped a little sweat off of his brow and approached Rainne. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be too forwards when I asked, it's your business. Forgive me?" he asked.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2017 6:43:13 GMT -8
She eyed him, cheeks still pretty red. When she looked away to a point off to the side, her head turned. "Why do you wish to know?" She asked quietly, "Does it really matter so much to you?" After all, he had been pretty persistent with that, hadn't he?
Rainne then said, "I am not angry, there is nothing to forgive." She sighed and pushed away from the wall and started to walk, pausing long enough beside him to let him figure out she was silently inviting him to walk with her.
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