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Caspian X (caspianseafarer) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-07 20:50:00

Entry tags:

caspian, complete, day five, gabrielle

WHO: Caspian and Gabrielle
WHEN: Day 5, breakfast time
WHAT: Fooooood
WHERE: One of the supper tents
RATING: PG
STATUS: Complete

After meeting up with and setting straight Miss Bella Swan, Caspian decided that it was time for some food. He felt bad leaving her alone, but after all, if he hadn't been expecting to be transported somewhere, he probably would have needed a moment as well. But as it was, Caspian was perfectly at home in the City. It reminded him of the street fairs in Calormen, but without the slave trade, which was a blessing. He'd had enough fun breaking that up once, thank you very much. He still hadn't figured out his purpose in this land, and was starting to think that, with the many varied and well-suited people in the land, he didn't have much of one. They were all in the same boat, as it were. Maybe the purpose was to simply live his life.

And living included eating.

Part of Caspian wondered at the necessity, given that he was technically dead, but his stomach ruled out that option for him very quickly, sitting up and demanding to be noticed. So, he headed down to one of the supper tents to find something to eat. Not long later, he was sitting at one end of a long bench table, with a plate of bread, cheese and fruit in front of him, and a goblet of water next to that, chewing happily. He was beginning to discover that, with the transformation of his body to its younger years, his mind was heading in that direction as well. Which explained the fact that he seemed to eat like a teenager with a hollow leg.

Noticing someone looking for a seat, Caspian smiled, swallowed, and stood, giving a half bow in greeting. "You're more than welcome at this table," he offered.

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bardictraveller
2009-04-12 06:16 pm UTC (link)

The bard frowned slightly. "I hope it's a good sort of afterlife, more like the Elysian Fields than Tartarus." She didn't like the thought of this charming, very handsome young man being relegated to eternal suffering. Heaven sounded like a nice word, anyway, going to the sky couldn't be that bad, could it? She would just have to hope.

She smiled, though, when he mentioned that. "Oh, I bet I'd like Lucy! I write down all my travels and adventures, too. I wonder if I could find the books that she wrote? I hear there's a library here, maybe I'll go see what I can find!" Although she doubted she'd be able to, it at least sounded like a fun thing to try.

The bard looked sympathetic as the Prince began thinking, though. It was all-too-obvious that she'd hit on a bit of a strange subject for him. And, really, who could blame him? She'd probably be a little freaked out, too, if someone just started casually talking about what to do after they died. "I'm sure you'll build an amazing life. Who knows, maybe this is some sort of reward?" She certainly felt that way herself, though she knew Xena didn't. But she'd been taken from a world where she didn't have her best friend, and she'd been brought into a place where she didn't even seem to need to fight. It was a good thing, in her mind. "Maybe, just a chance to start over... it could be the best thing to happen to us, to any of us."

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caspianseafarer
2009-04-19 11:26 pm UTC (link)

"The Elysian Fields? Tartarus?" Caspian repeated, clearly never having heard of either of those places, if the confused look on his face was any indication. "What are those places like?" he asked, interested.

He smiled a bit at her enthusiasm over the possibility of the books, and shrugged slightly. "It would be worth a shot," he admitted. "Lucy Pevensie is her name, though I don't know, she may have married before writing them," he shrugged. "Miss Hermione said something about The Chronicles of Narnia, so that may help you in your search." For himself, he didn't particularly want to read them, even through the eyes of a child. Living the events once had been enough.

Caspian nodded and reached out to squeeze her fingers a bit in thanks for the comforting thought. "Well, if this is a chance to start over, perhaps a walk is the best way to begin?" he offered, noting that neither of them were eating any more. Standing up, Caspian offered his hand and a smile. "Would you like to take one, m'lady?"

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bardictraveller
2009-04-20 08:41 pm UTC (link)

Far from being dismayed by the fact that he didn't know these things, the bard was actually quite delighted. After all, it meant that she got to explain it to him, and there was little in life that Gabrielle loved more than telling stories. So she smiled brightly at him, and spoke very cheerfully.

"I'm glad you asked! They're both places you go after you pass on. If you've been very good, you are rewarded by going to the Elysian Fields. It's beautiful there, a true paradise. There's no fighting or hunger or anything bad, just pure bliss." She smiled happily, but then turned more serious. "But, on the other hand, Tartarus is where you go if you've been bad. It's not a nice place at all."

She nodded and accepted his hand, practically glowing at him as she rose to her feet. "Thanks, I'll look into it later. But you're right, though, now is far too nice a day to waste inside, even in a library." Gabrielle glanced around, then turned back to him with a shrug. "Want to just pick a direction and start walking? There's still so much I haven't seen."

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caspianseafarer
2009-04-21 12:20 pm UTC (link)

Caspian listened to her, his eyes widening a bit, but otherwise, he took it all in stride as best as he could. "I hope that you end up in the Elysian Fields then," he offered with a smile.

When she took his hand, he lifted her to her feet and then turned his hand under hers so that her fingers were laying along his own, escorting her properly. He was finding that the longer they talked, and the more she graced him with her sunny smile and cheerful disposition, that he liked her all the more.

Which, lead him to ask a rather embarrassing question that made Caspian feel as if he were really the age he represented physically. "Are you spoken for, Gabrielle?" he asked in a quiet, serious voice, watching her face for any sign of offense.

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bardictraveller
2009-04-21 06:12 pm UTC (link)

A slight shadow passed behind Gabrielle's previously-clear green eyes, though she still smiled. "I... I hope so, too. But I'm not sure I will." She didn't clarify more than that, but deep in her own mind, thought over the things that had brought her to where she was, the things she had done. Could someone who had poisoned their own daughter be considered to be good enough to go to a paradise?

But the shadow cleared, at least mostly, as she allowed her fingers to rest over his properly. She glanced at him and smiled, and quite frankly, wasn't used to being treated anywhere near this courteously. Robin had kissed her hand, which had endlessly delighted her, but this was even better.

His question had her look at him, tilt her head to the side, and then glance at the ground, slightly embarassed. "No, I mean, I was married but... he was killed." She bit her lower lip, and then raised her gaze to his once more. "I'm only 'spoken for' by my best friend Xena. We do everything together." She tried to explain, but it was really an understatement. She and Xena had been practically inseparable for years.

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