http://elephantgadget.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-09-16 02:33 pm
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The Gig: Thursday [9-16-10]

It was Thursday so Helen was at The Gig, playing with the horses. And yes, horses do play.
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[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-16 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello the Gig!" called out a familiar voice as James searched for Helen.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Helen was laughing at the antics of one of the horses. "Back here!" she called.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Helen! How are--" He stopped and laughed. "Having fun?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
She crossed to him, still laughing, and rested her head on his shoulder. "The horses are enjoying the fall-like weather and I think I haven't stopped laughing all day."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"They act like such colts!" he said with a chuckle.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," she said, watching them from where she was. "It's marvelous, isn't it?"

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
His grin was beaming, and it said more than words could.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
She sighed happily. For the moment she felt totally content. In the arms of the man - well...in James' arms, she was a bit afraid to finish that first thought - on a lovely day with lots of laughter.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
James reached out to give her a hug, if she was of a mind. He looked at the horses playing, almost-silly grin still on his face.

This evening was amazing.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, she was more than happy to hug and be hugged. In fact, she'd probably be willing to stay right there for what she might normally think was an embarrassingly long time. Like, until he stopped her.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
That might be until sunset.

Or the cows--or horses, as the case may be--come home.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
There'd be no objections from her.

Though, there might be a stolen kiss or two.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
They were not stolen; they were given freely.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Which only made them better.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The best around, if they could get away with being so sappy. Even the horsies looked like they had expressions of "d'aaaww" at these silly humans.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
After some time she sighed contentedly and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'd be happy to stay like this all night."
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