|Will Scarlet (scarletavenger) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2012-07-25 10:49:00
|Entry tags:||robin hood, will scarlet|
Who: Will Scarlet and Robin Hood
What: breaking and entering
When: (backdated) Tuesday afternoon, op 24/8/11
Where: Robin's flat
Will Scarlet waited for the tell-tale click that meant the lock was no longer locking, and smirked. Robin really needed to work on his security. He chuckled to himself as he went to open the door- and it didn't. He swore under his breath. Okay, this was going to be harder than he'd thought. Robin obviously had bolts of some kind. And a chain for good measure. He didn't want the door to be broken. Hmm. He glanced around, then went to the apartment next door to Robin's, and knocked. No one was home, and they didn't have bolts. After a minute of fiddling, he was inside, through the building, and shimmying out the bathroom window to shuffle across to Robin's window and pray he didn't have anything worse than a catch holding it closed. It was his lucky day. A bit of awkward jimmying, and Will was dropping light as a cat onto the bathroom floor, smirking as he dusted himself off and closed the window behind him.
By the time Robin returned, Will was on his sofa with his feet up, a bowl of popcorn on his lap and watching Comedy Central on Robin's TV.
Robin came towards the door after a grocery run after work. The fun about working for yourself was you could call it a day when you wanted. His hand had just gripped the handle and he paused, ear to the door. Was that popcorn he smelled?
He took a moment to listen in, hearing laughing and the crunch of food. He gasped checking the door for scrapes or bumps. He fingered the lock hole and while there was nothing seemingly missing, moved or unbolted he could sense that it had been tampered with. Call it the mark of a man that had done his fair share of break-ins.
Whomever was in there was comfortable (as Robin had somehow forgotten Will was to be in town soon). He keyed the door open and found Will sitting propped up on his couch. Well, wasn't that the picture perfect moment.
"Comfortable?" he asked setting down the bag of groceries. "Use the window?" He said with a raised brow.
Scarlet gave Robin a broad grin, and offered the bowl to him. "Yup. You forgot the bolt the bathroom. Nice place you got here." He gave an approving nod, then swung himself up from the sofa to give Robin a hug. "I've missed you, uncle!"
"Well, most thieves aren't generally as small as you. You're the first one that could crawl through." He laughed tossing a sandwich from out of the bag.
"Eat something better than popcorn. What do you think we live off leaves and berries now?"
Will didn't have any idea how much he'd missed having someone familiar around. It had been a ridiculously long time.
He tossed around his own sandwich between his hands. "The old crew is growing again." It was getting bigger. If any of the others showed up, Tuck, John, Allen, they'd have to open up a new business.
"The old crew? So there's more than just you and me?" Will took the sandwich with a shrug and tore into it, never one to turn down a free meal. He perched on the edge of a chair and smiled, somehow more relaxed now with Robin around. "There are benefits to being scrawny. We can't all be strapping types like yourself."
"We've got a few, Willy boy," Robin said in a laugh. "Marian, old suckerface John, Richard and little Gizzy." He opened up his own sandwich taking a big bite as he ruffled Will's hair and flopping on the couch.
"I know it's been a while, but I still don't enjoy being called "Willy boy"," Will commented. "So did you know I was coming or do you always buy yourself two sandwiches?" He jumped over the back of the sofa and sat down next to Robin. "Marian, huh. She still stringing you along?" His tone was slightly scathing. He didn't like to slag her off too obviously, and he supposed she was okay to keep Robin company before the Men came back.
Robin shook his head with a laugh. "Don't be so touchy, you sound as bad as Gizzy." In truth Robin had a lot of fun poking at those that did not liked to be poked. A sense of humor, it was a good thing to have.
He'd just crammed his mouth with sandwich, still chewing when Will made his remarks about Marian. He swallowed it down heavily. "Hey now, why so cross with Marian?" She was the love of his life.
"Willy-boy makes me sound like a queer," Will replied, jabbing Robin in the ribs with his finger. "I'm not queer and I'm not touchy. And I'm not cross with Marian, she's... nice." He filled his mouth with sandwich so he wouldn't have to elaborate, and gave Robin a smile around half-chewed bread and salad.
Robin only laughed louder, that hearty laugh that made Erroll Flynn look good. "You paused there, mate. Why the pause?" he said now turning to watch his friends face. He may not have seen it in a long time, but he knew Will's quirks. There was something Scarlett wasn't telling.
Will shrugged evasively. "No reason. She's just hard to describe. And a girl. Meh." He waved a hand dismissively. The girls in the army were alright, since most of them didn't act like girls so much. Marian could wield a bow and stuff, but she was still a girl and she took Robin's attention. And Will was the first of many, he was sure, who would return to Robin. They all did, eventually.
Robin slapped Will on the arm. "Marian is just...Marian. She's always been a part of us," she'd always been a part of Robin. Robin was oblivious to any sort of tension or jealousy that may have risen to the fact that his attentions were drawn away quite easily from his buddies. He was still a boy in the forest with a bow, who chased bad guys on horses, but he was easily pulled from that task for the pretty faces.
"Yeah, I know..." Will said, then shrugged and punched Robin on the arm for good measure. "So what are we doing now? I could use a job," he said, to change the subject. "You must have a big plot underway, right? Are we stealing Prince John's underwear? Giving Giz a wedgie? What is it? George told me to behave myself and Richard said not to get caught. Challenge accepted."
"I told you I own an armored car service," Robin pointed out. "Need a job, I'm sure I can find something for you to do," he cleared his throat, "or steal." Grin. It had been much too boring without getting his hands on some real goods. "John, is a good target, you know. It would feel like old times. Gizzy however has his eyes on Marian." That was a no-no. Not to mention the other day, and that apple...and that kiss! It still made Robin shiver with disgust.
Will rolled his eyes. "When does he ever not?" he said with a sneer, since it was quite clear Guy would never actually win that particular prize. "And John is always an easy target. What does he do now anyway? I don't think I've actually seen him for a long time."
"She kissed him!" Robin said in a blurt of frustration. It made his skin crawl to think about, his stomach sick. How could he kiss her again when she'd let her lips touch Gisborne? He couldn't even answer the questions about John once his mind focused on Gisborne.
Well! That was new! Will turned towards Robin is surprise. "No! Why???" he gasped, putting a comforting hand on Robin's shoulder. Tsk. Typical Marian! Typical woman! How dare she!
"I don't know!" Robin said exasperated. "She wasn't herself. She was....well...me. She actually kissed that horses arse." It made him shiver. "That's all I need to deal with is a lovesick Giz that thinks he's got a shot." He faced Will now with a contorted face. "It was disgusting. Wuss worse is she dismissed me! Gave me away when I slipped into his office. Or whoevers office he was in."
Will shook his head and tutted, appalled. "That is harsh, man. Harsh. Did she tell you why? Did you have a fight? Women. Fickle, the lot of 'em." He patted Robin consolingly. As much as he didn't always like Marian being around, it was kind of understood that she was Robin's girl, and to be kissing anyone, let alone Gisbourne... That bitch!
"She wasn't herself," Robin said shaking his head. He wasn't going to actually believe that she'd wanted to kiss Gisborne. Surely he had to forget himself how much the old bloke chased her around thinking that there was something between them in the past. Only this time he'd seen Marian play him like a fiddle. His fingers mushed over against his face. "That's like kissing your mother." He shivered.
What was like kissing your mother? Kissing Gisbourne? Personally Will would much rather kiss his mother than Gisbourne but maybe that was just him. He screwed up his face at the thought. Perhaps he was helped by the fact that he didn't really remember ever having a mother. "Well if she was possessed or sick or something, shouldn't we go see if she's okay? Or are you thinking to avoid for now? She'll probably come around when she's ready, actually. You know women, better not to push them before they're ready. I guarantee she'll feel guilty and run back into your arms." He nodded decisively.
"No," Robin said with a matter of fact tone, "I'll let her sit on it for a little while." When she realized Robin was busy, or had other things to take care of, that he was pouting like a spoiled child, then he would talk to her.
As soon as Will realised Robin wasn't going to go chasing that cocktease, he cheered up immensely. "You want a beer?" he asked, and went and got them both one without being asked (never mind they were Robin's beers out of his fridge, Will still got the credit.) He was certainly glad to be back in town.
"Gimmie two." It would be nice to get knackered into the ground with an old buddy. Been too long, and most of the boys in the pub, while charming blokes, they weren't his guys.