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Ned (bakersman) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-19 22:23:00

Entry tags:

complete, day seven, ned the piemaker, olive snook

Who: Ned and Olive
What: Discussing 'the future' (probably not as fearful as it sounds)
When: Day 7
Where: Starting off in their dorms
Rating: Highly unlikely anything more than PG
Status: All done!

The Piemaker no longer had any genuine idea what age he would be at that moment. Everything seemed to last longer here in this place where he had no real sense of purpose. There wasn't much to do to pass the time, despite having a Renaissance Faire right outside. He still hated dressing up, he wasn't a big fan of learning to weave baskets or joust or make tools, and even his own dog had found a new playmate. Of course, he was used to Digby being a bigger fan of Olive than himself, what with her actually being able to pet him. But a pig? That he wasn't a big fan of.

So time dragged a bit more for Ned than usual. Having Olive around was still taking a great deal of getting used to. Especially without Chuck. He still missed her desperately, but the ache was getting a bit easier to deal with. Maybe she was better off back home without him. Maybe she'd find some man who she could actually touch. Without dying, that was. And who hadn't killed her father.

That thought alone was enough to drag him out of bed. He peeked out the window and noticed it was still drizzling, which was getting a bit unbearable. Dressing in the most casual thing he could find, he stepped out the door, trying not to let his eyes wander across the hall where Olive was likely still fast asleep. It was relatively early, after all. He waved Digby out behind him, even less worried about him being off leash than he'd been at home. Not only was Digby a good dog, but he was a smart one, too. He'd be just fine on his own.

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ittybitty
2009-04-19 10:33 pm UTC (link)

Contrary to what Ned thought, Olive Snook was not still in bed. She was on a chair behind her door, looking out the peep hole. To her credit, she hadn't been watching the door across from hers for more than fifteen minutes, but she wanted to catch Ned first thing.

It was day four of this crazy dream. But, she was starting to think that this was not a dream after all. She couldn't think of any other dream where she'd gone to bed and woken up three times and still remained in a singular dream. It was a little frightening to think that this place was real and not something from her imagination. It was even more strange to find that the world outside her window had completely changed overnight, too. It was this that she wanted to talk to Ned about. She could see amusement park rides from sticking her head out the window and she wanted to investigate. But she also wanted Ned's company.

When she saw his door open, she hopped off the chair and pulled it back, smoothing down the miniskirt and low cut blouse she'd chosen to wear that day. She yanked her door open and sprang out into the hall. "Oh! Hi!" She put on the face of innocence, acting as if this was all some sort of coincidence. She shut the door behind her. Eventually she'd figured out how to grease it so the lock opened without any trouble and she no longer worried about being locked out of her room.

"Have you seen the changes outside yet?" With all too much familiarity she threaded her arm through his and joined him in walking down the hall.

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