[Orb] GHB8, Afternoon

[golden_moon]

Kay, sugar, we haven't spoken in days, even though we both spend the night in the castle. I haven't scared you off, have I?

[Selene plays at hair which is hanging down over her fave, hiding half of it.]

Is there anything to do in this city other than sitting at the pub and getting a little tipsy? Because I've been informed rather sternly that such an establishment is no place for a Princess. And when the owner kicks you out, it's hard to sneak back in.

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[golden_moon]

That ain't no fun at all.

[She laughs.]

I ain't going to talk about it over these things, but I'd be happy to share. Every princess should have a knight in which to confide, don't you think?

[At least, she'll share some of it. She's still trying to work out the rest.]

[warewolf]

[He rolls his eyes. Kay's still not playing along.]

Yeah, yeah. Where do you want to meet?

[golden_moon]

With an attitude like that, you'll never win the favor of a fair lady of the land, young sir. And with that jawline and those shoulders, they would be so terribly disappointed.

[She's going with it, to a point, because, hey. Why not? Also, teasing teenagers. It's poor sport, but lots of fun!]

The castle's full of spies and loose tongues. And the market. Hmmm. Would you like to take a walk outside of the city? Not that the air is so terribly polluted, all things considered.

[warewolf]

[He's starting to get used to Selene and her teasing. Kay shrugs, a little amused, a little rueful.]

Wouldn't be the first time. It'd be the third, actually.

[golden_moon]

What can I say, Sugar. You practically stink of 'bad boy'.

[Her tone is softer, though, almost apologetic. Almost.]

I'll pack a lunch? Or we can try our luck at catching rabbits.

[Depends on long (and furry) a walk you want to take, Kay.]

[warewolf]

[Doesn't he know it though.]

Depends. You know how to cook rabbit? Because that makes one of us if you do.

[And he doesn't like to eat raw meat. Well, he does, but only in certain circumstances he doesn't want to think about. And eating raw meat makes him think about it.]

Lunch sounds great.

[golden_moon]

I can char it over a fire well enough. Especially if I find some wild thyme or something. Maybe some tubers...but that sounds like a bit of work. Why don't I just nip something from the kitchen for today?

[She doesn't mind it, if she's still got fur. Got over that a long time ago.]

[warewolf]

Don't go to too much trouble.

Meet you by the front doors?

[golden_moon]

Oh, Sugar, it ain't work when you kiss the cook.

[She begins humming a little.]

I haven't had a picnic for ages. This'll be fun!

[warewolf]

[He waves a hand.]

More than I needed to know, but ok. See you soon.

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[golden_moon]

[When she finally comes to the doors, there's a basket that smells of fresh(ish) bread and some kind of poultry (pheasant, in fact). She's dressed in as simple a dress as the maids allow her to keep, and someone's put three or four flowers in her hair. As she walks up, though, she tugs one of them free and tosses it aside...which means it probably wasn't her.]