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The Gig: Thursday [8-18-11]

Helen was taking the opportunity to give all the horses a little exercise today. All of them were having a good time!
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[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
The squire hung back a bit, laughing at the antics of the horses and of the Helen. He waved to get their attention. "Hello, The Gig!"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Helen waved back with a smile.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Lovely day for a little fun!" he called out to her.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded in agreement, galloping over and dismounting. "It is indeed."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Fancy a ride?" he asked. "We could have a picnic before the colder weather starts in."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Helen nodded. "Why not? It's a lovely day for it."

And chose not to point out that she'd be long gone before the colder weather arrived.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent. I'm sure we could scrounge for supplies," he stated.

As he might be as well...

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-20 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"You didn't come prepared?" she teased.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, well, I do have a few bits with me," he said, teasing back. There was a small sack he'd carried, left near the door, with some bread and cheese. "Just a bit, mind."

[sorry! working on renfest costumes of doom the past few days!]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"well, what are we waiting for then?" she said with a smile.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Let's go," he replied, grinning.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled and finished getting the two horses ready. "All ready!"


[ooc: I plan to put up Helen's final Fandom post tomorrow, just so you're aware.]

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Then off we go," he said, swinging himself up into the saddle. "And may we make the most of it."

[*wibble* Are you keeping her on as an Alum?]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Helen led the way out onto the trail, trying not to think about it being her last time working here.


[ooc: *sigh* Dunno. I just dropped my other two alums because I sucked at them and I have no clue what to do with Helen except to send her off Walking the Bounds again with Jaime from the book. We'll see.]

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
James followed; it seemed that Helen lead at a slower pace than usual. He chalked it up to the weather, and the upcoming cold.

[If you want, you can send her into James's world for a bit. Always a refuge available.]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
She rode on along the familiar trail, letting the wind blow through her hair. They'd be at the little clearing soon.


[ooc: Thanks, I appreciate it, but it's not a canon I know and I don't think she'd be too thrilled being in such a relatively primitive time on her own.]

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
He enjoyed the rustling of the leaves, the relative quiet of the trail over the bustle of town. It was a tranquility he'd not known he lacked.

[no problem.]

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
When they reached the clearing she slowed to a stop, then slid off her horse. "Well... here we are."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
He smiled as he dismounted, giving the horse some headpats. "It's not much today," he said as an apology. "Was not prepared."

He was a squire, not a boy scout.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine," she assured him gently. "I don't need much. I'm happy just to be here with you."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Oddly enough, I am too," he said, bringing out the not-quire-meager picnic supplies.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-24 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Helen pulled out a couple of bottles of water that she'd brought with her and handed him one before sitting up against a tree. "Ah. Very nice."

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2011-08-24 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Relaxing, enjoying the summer before it ends," he said, agreeing. He raised his water bottle. "To us."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2011-08-24 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"To us," she said and drank. Then she rested her head back against the tree and closed her eyes. "So beautiful today."
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