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The Gig: Thursday [1-6-11]

It was Thursday, so everyone knew where Helen could be found. Except for that brief time when she was at class.
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[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-07 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
It was Thursday, so everyone knew where James could be found near closing time of The Gig, waiting for Helen with a smile on his face. And an apple or two for the horses.

[shhh this was always here]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Helen smiled at him. "All set to go," she said with a smile. "Though I think the horses will be unhappy if you don't give them those apples you brought along."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"That's why I brougjt them," he said, pulling out a dagger and cutting the apples in enough pieces for the horses and humans.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-09 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Helen watched fondly as he got the apples ready and settled in to wait for him to pass them out to the horses.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-10 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
He held up an apple slice. "You do want a bit?" he asked, moving well within an arm's-length of her with apple in hand.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-10 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
She raised an eyebrow at him. "You going to feed me?"

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. However, you are on your own if you want oats," he said dryly, a hint of a smile.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
She laughed. "I think I can pass on the oats for today."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Just the apple for now?" he teased, holding it up for her to take.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"For now," she said, taking the slice. "Though I could be talked into a true meal later."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I as well. I've spent too many nights eating trail rations to like oats directly," he said. "Something here? Something on the trail? Not something baked into a hard brick," he said hastily. "Perhaps even a meal in town?" Ooh, fancy!

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I think something in town would be nice. It's getting far too cold to have a comfortable picnic on the trail these days." Helen was from a very hot world. This cold weather left her shivering.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned. "What this town needs is a good Midkemian inn, with a roaring fire to sit in front of and a bawdy singer in the corner, and a barkeep who knows when to water the ale."

Ah, home.

"Cold-weather clothing seems to be better here, I'll grant." Warm, dry, and feet in the same sentence were a luxury when slogging through winter.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Helen smiled at him. "That sounds warm and comforting."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Boots," he continued. "Warm boots that actually fit, even if made by machines. I can stand in puddles without wondering if I'm going to lose a toe afterwards." He flashed her a smile. "I would say we could build a bonfire out by the summer cabins, but I would rather stay inside in my old age in the winter." He winked at her.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
She laughed. "Perhaps take-out then? A picnic in your room?"

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"A great idea, even if I lack a proper fireplace," he agreed.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose we can't have everything," Helen said with a shrug. "Still it will be warm and comfortable and the company is very good."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Good company makes up for many things," he said knowingly.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"It does indeed," she agreed readily.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Especially when there is a lack of other company," he stated. Having a private room was a godsend.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I have an arrangement to keep with the horses," he said, indicating the apple slices. "After that, I believe there were plans on the table for a picnic?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded, pulling up a seat on a bale of hay. "I can wait."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
James went about the business of applying apples to horses, murmuring a few words to each that, if not friendly, would not foster feelings in the horses to toss James or Helen off their backs the next time they saddled up.

"I seem to be all out of apples," he said when he was done.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-11 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then I think we can head out," Helen said with a smile.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"The night awaits," he said, offering his arm.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled and took his arm happily.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Shall we?" he asked.

[ooc: fade to black?]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-12 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc: Fading is lovely!]
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