The Gig, Saturday

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani didn't think that suntan lotion would be good for the horses, and she didn't want to clean it off of them. So it was another inside day for everyone at The Gig. At least the horses and the angry calves were content to munch on the popsicles Dani retrieved for them.

[Open! Though you may not want to feed popsicles to real horses.]

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[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

But they would love them. Sugar was the best, after all...

"Hello," Jaime called, bringing his mount up to a stop once he'd come close to the stables. The other followed suit easily, used to this arrangement by now.

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani glanced outside. "Hi! Would you like to bring your horses in to get them out of the, uh, rain?" she asked. She wasn't sure how else to describe the weather.

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure they'd like that," Jaime replied dryly. He let go of the reins, left hand on the saddle for support as he swung down to the ground. "If you have room, that is."

[justlike_a_girl]

"Oh, we have plenty of room!" And a distinct lack of paying customers for the last few months. With her only tenant at the house moving out, Dani was anxiously looking for ways to increase her cash flow.

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

He dug into one of the bags attached to the saddle, finding a silver stag easily enough. Then, he tossed it over to her to prove that the unofficial motto of his house held true. "For assistance in settling them."

Since his squire was... most likely in the Riverlands somewhere. Gods preserve him.

[justlike_a_girl]

You could just see the dollar signs dancing in Dani's brain as she examined the coin. "I'm sure your horses will be very comfortable here. Do they have names?" she asked.

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"Honour," he said, patting the large war horse he'd just dismounted on the neck. "And Glory. My squire thought himself clever to make certain I'll always have both with me."

Personally, he hadn't named a horse since he was the same age as the lad. It tended to make it harder when they were cut down beneath you in battle.

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani couldn't hold back her smirk. "They should fit in comfortably with Bold and Duke," she said. "Any chance that they spook easily? This island does have a pesky gremlin infestation. They generally stay away from the barn since my horses know how to stomp on them, but gremlins have an annoying habit of popping up when I go riding."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"They're war horses," he replied wryly. "If they didn't know how to handle a surprise, I'd be one dead knight."

[justlike_a_girl]

"You must have trained them very well," said Dani, impressed. "My family races thoroughbreds, and those horses are so skittish that they'll run away from their own shadow."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"What are they meant for?" he asked, mostly out of idle curiosity as he reached down to check Honour's hooves for stones. He could manage most things without a squire, at least.

[justlike_a_girl]

"It's a sport. They run around a flat oval track at various distances with prizes for the horses that finish first," explained Dani. "It gives people like my brother a chance to gamble on the outcome. Personally, I only got into it because the horses are magnificent athletes."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"Ah, a racer. Then of course they spook easily," Jaime replied. moving to the next leg as the horse stood patiently for him. "A war horse is a weapon. I would not go to battle with a dull sword or poorly maintained armor anymore than I would with a horse that turns to flee the melee."

[justlike_a_girl]

"It's probably fortunate that I haven't had to rely on my horses in battle, then," said Dani. "Though I've actually had to go to battle with my family over ownership of the horses. That one was a loss."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

Jaime gave her an amused look over the horse. "This is your stable then?"

[justlike_a_girl]

"Yup, it's all mine," said Dani, a note of pride in her voice. "Bought with my own money, too, so my no-good relatives can't take it away from me."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"And your name might be...?"

[justlike_a_girl]

"Danielle Davis, though my friends call me Dani," she said. "Pleased to meet you. And you would be?"

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"Jaime Lannister." In a land where none knew him as the Kingslayer. This was almost novel. "My friends call me names not fit for polite company."

Which was... almost correct. As Ser Ilyn could not call him anything and Brienne had called him Kingslayer. By the gods, those were the only ones he considered friends these days?

[justlike_a_girl]

That response got a chuckle out of Dani. "You must have some interesting friends," she said. "What brings you to Fandom?"

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"Teaching, it would seem. And visiting family."

[justlike_a_girl]

"Hopefully just visiting and not battling family," said Dani. She still dreaded the idea of her brother turning up for a visit.

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

Oh no, that was what he'd just left.

"Just visiting. It has been too long since I've seen my brother." You know. When it didn't involve prison, kinslaying, and awkward confessions.

[justlike_a_girl]

"Then I hope all goes well with the teaching and that you have a good time catching up with your brother," said Dani. "And you can be sure that Honour and Glory are in very good hands."

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"How does a gold dragon a fortnight sound for their care and grooming?" he asked with a smile that tended to put the tavern wenches into giggles.

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani was no tavern wench, but that didn't stop her from returning the smile with an over-the-shoulder hair toss following by a flirty smile of her own.

"I'm not sure about a dragon, but it it's gold, it should definitely be enough," she replied.

[givehimahand.livejournal.com]

"It is a coin. The same size as the silver stag," he explained. "You have my thanks, Dani."

[justlike_a_girl]

"If you're paying in gold, I should be thanking you!" said Dani, grinning.