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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. But when her gaze dropped unconsciously to
his lean, muscled torso, obvious even through his shirt, her hands
grew clumsy and she slopped a bit of ale across the table.
"Oh, I'm sorry... it must be the heat." she mumbled, jabbing at
the spill with the hem of her apron.
"No harm done," Tas assured her. "It's really a very small
puddle. Actually, I'm impressed that you hit the table at all,
considering the way you were staring at -"
"Thank you, Tika," piped Flint, drowning out the rest of the
kender's all-too-honest proclamation. Tika flushed crimson and,
grateful for the dismissal, dashed into the shadows of the kitchen.
"Tas, you shouldn't have embarrassed her like that," Flint
scolded the kender.
"Embarrassed who' Whatever do you mean? Oh, Tika!" Tas finally
caught Flint's meaning. "It's not my fault if she fills mugs to the
brim, although" - he shrugged - "personally I like that in a girl."
Tas scooped a fingerful of foam from the top of one of the mugs and
guided it into his mouth.
Flint rolled his eyes in mock disgust. "There's not a bit of
common sense in that head of yours sometimes. You shouldn't have
pointed out that she was staring at Tanis."
Tas looked puzzled "But girls always stare at Tanis. Have you
seen some of the looks Kitiara gives him? Why, sometimes I get so
embarrassed it's hard to watch! Kit never seems to feel ashamed,
though. I wonder why..."
"Uh-hmmm!" Tanis cleared his throat loudly, his face suddenly
hot
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