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Tweak says, "The who whating how with huh?"

Marian Fitzwalter (untamed_maid) wrote in ridgewayresort,
@ 2010-07-06 18:53:00

Entry tags:

heather lisinski, marian fitzwalter

Who: Marian and Heather and maybe Robin or Allan?
What: Marian needs a drink
When: Last night, after Heather got Robin drunk
Where: Somewhere between Marian's cabin and Heather's
Rating: Low
Status: Incomplete

Marian had meant precisely what she told Robin; she needed to have a drink, needed to calm down from the experience of running into the man responsible for her death. Just thinking about the actions directly preceding her second arrival here made her shudder. Guy's blank looks had just made it that much worse. He didn't know what he would do, still thought he wouldn't hurt her. Marian knew better.

Frowning as she hurried down the path, she paused for a moment, as a song floated through the still night air. A maudlin song...punctuated by giggling. Robin had said he'd been drinking...who knew what companions he'd had.

Stepping forward, she peeked around a tree. "Heather?"

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	untamed_maid 2010-07-12 01:48 am UTC (link)
	There was a soft noise of protest as Robin pulled away, though she moved, curling up into his warm spot. "Stay," Marian replied, nodding. "I found you halfway to your cottage, and that was before you had more to drink." If Robin wasn't saying it, Marian certainly was. She didn't think Heather could make it back safely. "Unless you have Allan waiting for you..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

irradiated_ants
2010-07-12 04:35 am UTC (link)

They were saying she should stay... She looked between the two, Robin standing there his hand out. She put her hand in it and pulled herself up with his help, staggering a little, holding onto him until she was sure she wasn't going to fall over. The room moved a little though, but she was sure she could stand up. She let go and stood a little straight, though she swayed a little. "H-he might be. O-or he might show up when I wake up." He hadn't said either way. He was often there when she woke up from nightmares.

She glanced between Robin then Marian then Robin again. Scrunching her nose she shook her head, and almost fell over again. "I'll be okay. I can.. I can get home I think." She grinned suddenly, "I'll just follow the rocks this time. I tried to take a short cut last time." She nodded slowly this time, so she wouldn't tip over.

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robinofthehood
2010-07-12 04:45 am UTC (link)

There was no way she was going to make it back, even if she thought she would. She looked as though the second she let go of him she was going to fall flat on her face. "Yeah, I bet he will be," he said with a smirk of Allan showing up in her room.

"If you really don't want to stay, then I'll walk you back. Just to be sure." He might have been drunk too, but he obviously wasn't quite as drunk as she was. Her talk of following the rocks had him picturing her falling on to the rocks.

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	untamed_maid 2010-07-12 11:07 pm UTC (link)
	"Don't be gone too long," Marian requested, one eye sliding open. "I might get jealous and have to come looking for you." She wouldn't really get jealous; Heather and Robin were good friends, true, but he wouldn't do anything like that....not with the wedding approaching. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	robinofthehood 2010-07-13 12:19 am UTC (link)
	He put a hand on Heather's back, steering her toward the door as she stumbled. He looked back over his shoulder at Marian's request, or was that a demand? Either way, he knew she wasn't entirely serious about the jealous comment. "Wouldn't dream of it," he said with a wink, walking out the door with Heather. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

irradiated_ants
2010-07-13 02:47 am UTC (link)

She snorted softly. "You have no faith in me at all huh?" She opened the door as they approached it. She only stumbled a few times thanks to his steering. The drunk leading the drunk. Was that ever a good idea?

Her steps were deliberate when they reached the edge of the porch. She was proud of herself when she reached the ground without tripping! The hard part was over... Or at least it was until she reached more steps.

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