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Post by Dianna on Jan 28, 2008 8:52:53 GMT -5
Dianna was in the training grounds of Lesbos Island. Dressed in light clothing, she was prepared to do some serious training. She placed it in her mind, that she would work herself to the max this day. Until her muscles ached for mercy. She’d begin to train herself for war. For wards could last for hours, if one was not disciplined enough, and had little stamina and endurance to make it through a battle they wouldn’t outlast it, and meet the final moments.
She took out her two short sword, and leaned down to the sand. Running her hands through the rich soil, that had been placed in the training circuit. Accompanying her was another warrior, who’d help her train. The other warrior came forward with a puzzled expression. She had in both hand two other short swords.
Dianna took her stand, “Don’t go easy on me,” she said without any emotion. She picked up the two swords one in each hand, and twirled them a moment, as she positioned herself.
“I don’t plan too,” the other woman said. She allowed Dianna to position herself in a stance, before she struck out with one of her swords, aiming directly at Dianna’s chest. Dianna blocked it, swiftly with moments to spare. She darted sidewards with such a sly movement, that she hit the other warrior firmly on the arm with the side of her blade. Yet not to draw blood, just discomfort.
The other woman swerved around, her blade coming into contact with Dianna’s. They lunged and jousted a few moments longer, none scoring a hit until the warrior lurched forward, aiming the sword at Dianna’s neck. Dianna’s quick reflexes burst out and she was able to duck and hit her sword to the other warriors calf.
For a few more hours, they continued at such a rapid pace, the sound of their swords clanging, the sound of cries, as the blade struck hard against both of them. A small crowd of women and slaves circling about to watch the spectacle, until the warrior called a yield.
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Post by Jason on Jan 28, 2008 9:41:55 GMT -5
In distance, not long after the battle between Dianna and the other female warrior was finished with fighting each other, a clap could be heard. It was Jason who were leaned against the wall, as he believed himself to be better. What they just had done, did not impress him at all. Such fight were just made by those who still had difficulties to fight, he himself thought were better as trained he got by the general of Lesbos. Interested and slow he turned toward the direction Dianna stood like a champion even she were not."Ha! what a wonderful performance, your skills are good..but not good enough."He responded with a smile, but then turned to walk over were she and the others stood gathered.
As he stepped forward, he curiously watched her. She were beautiful indeed, but not very good skilled with the blade even she thought so herself. However her beauty and elegance with the cloths she on one, made him feel special even he said things to her that were mean. All his life had females been called stronger then men, as few they were on the island. He were sick of it, and if possible he would try to change it even it was hard to convince an population full ladies.
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Post by Dianna on Jan 28, 2008 9:53:02 GMT -5
A yield meant the other woman gave up. Dianna’s ability to keep going was there, and usually she fount with little mercy. However, when practising with a fellow Lesbos warrior, she was careful not to be so brutal. Her strikes were still hard, and where she had hit the other woman, bruises would eventually appear. She stopped and nodded her head to the woman, who got up after a fall, with the help of Dianna’s outstretched hands. The other woman was older then she, and when of the prized warriors yet it was clear Dianna had defeated her.
As the crowd congratulated Dianna on her performance, she placed her swords back in their respectful places. Thanking the crowd of women and male servants who had watched. When the spectacle slowly died, and the crowd began to move on, Dianna prepared herself for more vigorous training. Then she heard clapping from the outskirts of the dispersing crowd. She turned to see whom it be, and was little surprised to see that it was the Prince. He had sarcasm, but that came with men at such a young age. She rolled her eyes in boredom, and turned to face him.
“Prince,” she inclined her head in a formal manner, before turning to the table and taking a long spear off it and throwing it into the ground beside her, as she fastened the straps of her clothing and armbands. She ran a hand through her hair and took a deep breath, after listening to the Princes sadistic comment. She looked at him with a bored expression, she was never moved by his presence, like other women who basically lost their concentration when he was about. Dianna was lucky not to have spoken with him, only seen him a few times. She tried to ignore any contact with the opposite sex and focus on her training.
“I did not come here for speed,” she said swiftly, hitting her eyes towards him with a little ignorance, “I came to ensure my endurance, something not many think of.”
She positioned herself in accordance to the spear, and even positioned the spear correctly. Bending at her knees, the arm that held the spear stretched out wide, and within a few moments she had released it with a great forces. It flung threw the air at such a speed, until it hit the target at the opposite end of the arena. Directly in the middle. It was about 60 meters away, which was quite good. She had trained herself mentally and physically to get it that far, for about three weeks. She was quite proud of her achievement.
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Post by Jason on Feb 3, 2008 20:41:14 GMT -5
(Wow hehe, awesome knew banner you got. ) Jason who had watched from distance, smiled as she was congratulated by the others even she hadn't don't more then defeating those she trained against. However as he stood there with a serious look, he thought she were an interesting person. Different then other females on the island, she rather did not seem to care about him in the way others did. As he stepped further inside to be seen, the females who trained around stopped shortly to look at him. When they turned away from their business and passed by him, they lot him get their attention by moving like a lady. His head followed them, as interested he followed their asses. However as the warrior female spoke to him by placing her spear to the ground, he listened with sharp ears. Her strength was incredible, but not matching to his. He had been trained by the greatest warriors of them all, the general of Lesbos female army. Great skills he had achieved, but little ashamed to be trained by a woman. Before he spoke to answer her, he watched as she in great speed picked up the spear and threw it at the practice target. She hit, which he thought was interesting. With a smile he spoke, stepping closer to were she stood as charming he tried to be."Impressive, you throw well."He said, but stopped only a few centimeters away. From there he looked at her into the eyes, thought by wishing her close he placed his arm around her waist as he pulled her close to his body."Interesting."Jason complimented by watching her body close, he was pleased but not totally sure she was.
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Post by Dianna on Feb 4, 2008 4:17:13 GMT -5
(Thankyou ;D)
Dianna was not a woman to be trifled with. She was both strong physically and mentally, and would let nothing break her focus, even a puny mortal prince. She was not born to fall in love with men, or admire there charms or invite them to her bed, she was born to fight and improve her skills. This made her willing to complete that aim, and quite a stubborn bubble surrounded that mind frame. She looked at the spear for a moment longer, where it had hit, still quite impressed by her skill, she turned to find the Prince only inches away from her.
Now he was complementing her, which tended to aggravate her. Did men never make up their minds? First they interrogated and abused, next the complimented and expected favours. She met his eyes, but she did not show any emotion except for discomfort as he grasped her around the waist and pulled her closer to him.
It infuriated her, angered her even. Men! They were all the same! She pushed him off her with quite a physical force, enough to make him stumble backwards a few paces, and she stepped back away, ensuring a good enough distance between them. Her beautiful face glowing with resentment. She pointed at him, and swallowed deeply trying to regain her balance after being discomforted and out of place.
“You!… you keep your hands away from me! I did not invade your space and you will not invade mine. Are we clear?!” her voice was filled with a constant pride of annoyance. She had never let a man in her personal space, and never would she. She was not the type who would surrender to a careful touch. If anything, she was more manly and desired strength and the ultimate prize her name to be remembered through the ages. She fought well, almost to the point where she was willing to practise and or duel the General. Like all the women on the island, they were family and appreciated one another no matter what. However, still some women muttered under their breath about the Prince. Many disliked his presence, yet as soon as he was present they leapt to their feet and were ready to share there sleeping quarters with him.
However Dianna was different. Nothing changed her opinion. If anything she despised the male beings, “You may be a god d**n prince!” she exclaimed, “But it does not give you the right to invade my personal space or my training routine! I don’t interrupt your training. You don’t interrupt mine!”
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Post by Jason on Feb 4, 2008 8:54:11 GMT -5
"Wow, wow, wow..easy there woman. I just tried to be friendly, no harm in it."He said with a smile and a laugh, after the push she had given him he had felled on the ground but none damage done. Jason thought of it to be funny, but sonly stood up to look at her again. As he brushed the dirt off his body and cloths, he held himself on distance away from her cause it did not seem she liked having him around. Dianna were a tough woman, who not easily were tricked to bed as others. He believed she were interesting, cause special her personality were but as well brutal."I am just admiring the looks of nature, as all other person here."He said and looked around, mentioning those who had been there thought were leaving. "Are we not allowed to be curious, to understand things better."Jason continued, thought his gaze were fixed upon her with curiosity.
She was a fascinating person, which he wanted to know better even not easy it seemed to become. A warrior she were, stronger then most females around but not like the general that trained him. He knew that the warriors on the island dueled each other to be the best, if one were the champion and someone challenged that person, whoever the winner was would become the new continuing champion. He himself were not a champion, but trained by one who long had been. As he looked at the warrior in front of him, he watched her body and beauty thought serious he stood waiting for her to respond. He didn't want to eager her, cause a short temper she seemed to have.
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Post by Dianna on Feb 5, 2008 5:15:44 GMT -5
Dianna took a deep breath. Calming her fatal reaction. She tended to be quite a viper and would never allow anything to disturb her. She had made herself this touch for a reason, and she was not about to let years worth of building falter for a puny prince. He may think he was tough, because he was taught by one of the most respected women on Lesbos Island, but that did not give him the right to cause chaos. She placed her hands on her hips, looked at the ground for a minute, considering what the Prince said.
“Curiosity is a weakness,” she said, “If one lets their inquisitiveness go to far, they may very well find themselves in a great deal of trouble.”
She withdrew her small dagger, from her side and pointed it at him, “Take the advice Prince, for your curiosity is as bad as the bird who went to close to the crocodiles canal,” she twisted the dagger back in her hand, and changed its position to the opposite sheath on the opposite side to which she had taken it from. She pulled up a silver armband, then turned quickly towards the spear she had thrown. It was a distance off, and without another word headed straight towards the target, even though it was a fair while away, and the Prince would be left to talk to himself.
He aggravated her. His mere company barely pleased her. She did her best to respect him for being of royal blood. But he was a man! A man! Of all things a worthless, un-equal being. When he thought everything would be offered to him, and that he was near immortal, was not quite a good combination. She kicked at the dirt in the arena, as she made her way over to the target, deciding how she would ensure a good endurance. She figured she had no time to talk, and so she began to pick up her pace across the arena, jogging a little.
In one swift move she twisted her body, so that she flipped three times towards the target at a great speed. As she came to the target, she observed the spear, it’d had gone in further then she had participated. She grasped hold of the spear, placed her foot on the target, and yanked the spear free of the target. Looking at the rather large hole it had left.
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Post by Jason on Feb 10, 2008 17:29:27 GMT -5
Jason did only watch by the things she did and say, her beauty and rough nature interested him a lot. She was special to all other females he had met, but he knew everyone could be tricked in one way or another. If charm did not work, then he would need to use gentleness. To act like responsible man who cared for others, even he normally only wished the pleasure of females. Curiously he looked at her movements as she walked around, but quite impressive it was. When he saw she were about to leave, he had to stop her cause more he wished to speak. By the sight of her by the spear she earlier had thrown, he moved ones again to the place she stood."Your skills are impressive, that I can not deny. However I only ask for a moment alone, you and me between some drinks of wine. What say you warrior?"He asked, wondering what she would answer. If she accepted he would be pleased, cause an option it gave him to seduce her. However if she disagreed he would simply think of her as a coward, only those who feared others would never achieve glory in life.
The sun outside were going down, but still people outside lingered. In peaceful walks around, everyone busy doing what they liked. However the only ones who seemed to dislike others was Dianna, he only wanted her to have fun from time to time like all others. No harm he wanted to cause, only pleasure and happiness, even it just meant to speak over something to drink. The look of her surely made him curious, but still he mostly only seeked friends to be with. Now as he waited for her to answer, it pained him to not know what she would say.
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Post by Dianna on Feb 11, 2008 5:17:13 GMT -5
Dianna was not in a mood to be sweet talked. She noticed the sound of his footsteps coming after her, and she rolled her eyes. Did men not get the hint? If a woman did not wish to be in the company with a man, Dianna had sure made that obvious. She looked at him with a rather embittered expression, “I don’t drink with men.”
She turned around swiftly, and began heading back to the table where she had removed the spear from. The sun was setting, however she planned to continue her training as long as possible. Her body signals must have shown the Prince that she was not interested in what he had to offer, and she was simply in mood for conversation.
From the duel only a small amount of silver specs of sweat had lifted from her forehead, however everything else was calm and relaxed. All her vital signs still ran a very similar course to when she was not doing much physical work, which symbolised she still had a lot more training to do, if she intended to exhaust herself. She had promised herself she’d get around to riding Zeus that day, however circumstances tended to persuade her. She’d make it up to the golden beast, eventually.
Right now she had other problems. That problem was getting the sly Prince off her shoulders. Men bothered her, they always wanted something. When they couldn’t get it, it frustrated them to such a point. However the Prince literally had everything handed to him. Every woman ready to enter his bed. Dianna was destined to stand outside of that circle. She had no interest in sharing her sleeping quarters, even with a Prince.
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Post by Jason on Feb 11, 2008 19:13:17 GMT -5
"Well then."Jason said in return, but walked to sit down close to were she stood. He had made up his mind, he would not leave before she accepted to go with him. Dianna surely were a stubborn woman who hated men a lot more then anything else, specially the prince. Often had he got what he wanted, but somehow she was impossible to trick. Curious she made him, cause never had he seen such a rough woman. Like a wild barbarian she acted, even a Greek female she was. He just hoped she would give him a chance, to show what he was good for. Jason were not only a charmer and a lover for females, but as well a gentlemen and a brat. From time to time he changed tactic when he did not get what he wanted, but somehow he always managed.
Now as he were to trick Dianna to bed, he had decided to stay around her until she would do something about it. If she leaved, he would follow."If you wont go with me, then I will go with you."Jason simply answered, only to annoy her more but as well for her to accept. Her nature and personality made him curious, if there only was a weakness in her. Still he had not found it, but something it had to be."Are you afraid of me? is that why you don't dear to try?"He continued, asking if she really were afraid.
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Post by Dianna on Feb 13, 2008 7:17:21 GMT -5
Dianna grumbled when she heard the Prince stroll up beside her and take a seat nearby. There was no way she was going to shake this fellow loose, and he was beginning to rattle her nerves. He was testing her patience and right at that very point in time it wouldn’t last much longer. She placed the spear on the table and stood with her back to him. Her entire body tensed with annoyance. Men truly never seemed to get the hint, when women did not intend to be in their presence. Pathetic and puny mortals. Even if he was of royal blood, she still looked at him as no higher then the women about her. They might not be of royal blood, but they were women.
His first comment about him staying with her because she simply would not go with him made her turn around ready to lunge at him in a fierce strike. However she held herself back, and fists tensing into a tight ball at each side. Annoyance ringed her eyes, yet she kept her glance away from him, until his last comment was ended.
She laughed sarcastically, “I am not afraid of you,” she crossed her arms across her chest, “For the last time, I have not interrupted your life so quit interrupting mine!” she hissed angrily, and with that she turned on her heel and headed towards the stables which was directly across from the arena. There was stationed her beautiful stallion Zeus. If she had any hope of escaping the Prince, then Zeus would be it.
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Post by Stratos on Mar 1, 2008 9:00:40 GMT -5
Jason smiled when he saw how she reacted, however as she told him she was not afraid of him and turned to the stables. He kept following, the only reason to why he stalked her were cause of her beauty but also that he wanted to know her better. With her back turned against him, he spoke out as gentle he walked behind her."Come on, why you being like this. I just want to know you better, thats all." He quickly sad, but ran in front to stop her. When he took her hands in his to show with eye contact that he did not mean any harm, he hoped that she would stop running.
He knew that if she reached the horse in the stable then she would ride away from him, something he did not want to happen. Although he always could follow her on horse if she went, it was time to stop stalking her he believed cause it showed him in a cruel way. Mostly he was bored when others was not around him, thought a lover for females he had turned and therefor used it to be with them.
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Post by Dianna on Mar 2, 2008 2:35:07 GMT -5
Dianna kept her gait towards the stables. It was at a consistent speed, like she was in a hurry to get somewhere. She really hadn’t planned to leave the arena so quickly, but Jason had practically turned her away. She’d just have to leave her endurance lesson to another time. She heard Jason creep up behind her, and she rolled her eyes with annoyance, but she kept walking and ignoring him. His voice suddenly became more annoying with the tone of sadness. She knew it just a ploy to grasp her attention, so she forced herself to ignore it even more.
Then suddenly he was in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. She skidded to a stop, keeping herself balanced, so she didn’t topple over. Her breathing had become evident, because her chest was rising with added anger, each time she breathed in. When he took her hands, in his firm hold, and clasped the direction of her eyes with his, she was suddenly in a more furious mood, and ripped her hands from his grip, “Don’t you dare perjure yourself Prince! I know all you want from me, is my body in your bed making love to you!” As she ripped her hands from his grip, she slapped him with her right hand. He had angered her too much to hold back now. Her slap was not a girly slap either, it was fierce and almost as powerful as her punches.
She stepped past him and put herself into a steady jog. The stables weren’t that far now, and the sooner she was within them the better. Zeus would protect her. This is where she could dishonour the gods, they did not like the idea of protecting her from men, or her making judgements upon men, so they literally forced her into protecting herself against them. This is where she was forced to dislike the gods above all other things.
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Post by Jason on Apr 5, 2008 8:34:46 GMT -5
Jason had tried to stop Dianna by standing in front of her, but failed. Quickly and hard she had slapped him, making him bleed but strong as he was he ignored it. With a curious look he turned to watch her leave, it seemed now it was impossible to stop her as angry she had become. To bad he thought, she could have been a great lover. Her rough way of living and the strength she had, truly interested him. Never before had he been with a woman like her, although a difficult person she was to get.
As she approached the stables, he gentle walked over while he himself gave up in what he tried to achieve."I am sorry, I didn't mean to follow you like this. If you wish, I will leave."He spoke concerning, as he saw what he had done to her. He really would like to know her better, thought not possible that was if she would not forgive him. He decided if she didn't want him there, he would leave. However as soon he turned his back to leave, he hoped she would wish him to stay as guilt might trouble her.
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Post by Dianna on Apr 6, 2008 4:06:27 GMT -5
Dianna got into stables, and she raced down to Zeus’s stall. Hiding herself from the Prince. She hid beneath her horse, who stood protectively over her. Her breathing had ruffled from anger and frustration, and she had to hold herself to calm herself down. Moments later, she saw Zeus’s ears twitch. It meant she had been followed. He was after her. He would not give up! That imposturous man! He was not worthy of her. He was meant to be a slave. It was only by accident he was given the title Prince. She heard him speak out to her. Apologising he swept into her guilty side. He lingered in the doorway, even though she could not be seen. He knew she was in here, and she couldn’t escape him.
She slowly stood and pretended she was grooming Zeus, not that she was hiding from the man. Her back still turned to him, “Why are you so persistent on company?” she asked, partially with anger, “Can you not find a palace woman to seduce? Is that not why you are here? Well. You will find no luck with me, as I gather you have already noticed. I will not swoon over you, like others do. I have a reputation.”
Dianna was quite strong minded, and when she moved her hand along Zeus’s back in a sweeping motion, it was not rough like her voice, it was gentle and careful. She stepped away from Zeus and reached for a brush, not really caring if the Prince was leaving or not. As long as he did not harass her as he had before, she’d accept his passive company. For a time.
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