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The Gig: Thursday [1-13-11]

The Gig was open for business today and Helen was here for anything anyone might need.
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[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you have a spot in mind?" he asked.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
She considered briefly. "The hay loft. It's warmer and more private."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
He smiled. "That's an excellent idea. Lead the way?" he asked.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen smiled and led the way up into the loft, settling herself on a comfortable looking bale of hay.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
James opened up the sack, revealing a bottle of wine, loaf of bread, and a block of cheese, along with some other moddable delicacies.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiled again at the food he set out. "Oh, James, how wonderful."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He grinned. "It's nothing."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-19 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a lot," she said seriously. "And I greatly appreciate it."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Jimmy? So not blushing. "Really. It means that much?" he asked? With the not blushing.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded. "You're the only one who's ever done anything like this for me. You treat me as if I'm special and mean something."

And now she was blushing a bit. "It makes me feel as if I am."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"You are," he said softly. He meant what he said.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled shyly at him. "You make me believe you."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
"What is there not to believe?" he asked, returning her grin.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"In my experience, most people have not found me pleasant to get along with," she said drily. She had to, to cover how it bothered her even though she knew it was her own fault.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I've been told I'm no rose myself," he said with a wink.

Mostly other squires, like that ass Jerome.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You can be blunt and ill-tempered at times," she said with her usual tactless honesty. "But you are also kind and thoughtful and quite a wonderful person."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"You wound me," he said, with a pang. "Tis true," he admitted. He shrugged it off. "I do not shirk my faults."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I like that about you," she said. "You know who and what you are and don't pretend to be otherwise. And you look at me, faults and all, and accept them."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I judge by a different criteria than most, I fear." He looked her in the eye, unabashed. "Faults and strengths are what we're made of."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I have no trouble with those who think themselves perfect. I just stay out of their way," he said with a hint of a grin. "But enough of that. We have more to discuss than faults," he said, worrying open the bottle.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded with a smile and set out the two cups he'd bought. "Indeed we do."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
He poured hers full, then his. "To faults," he said, raising his cup.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"To faults," she said, raising her own.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-01-20 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
He moved his forward to clink with hers. "Ah, feast for kings."

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