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Tweak says, "always have, always will."

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
2009-05-20 10:06 am UTC (link)

Olive, too, was a little unnerved by the faceless employees. Even the goblins didn't bother her as much as the ones she could so easily forget. Oftentimes she tried focusing on their face, cementing it in her mind, only to have it gone once her gaze fell elsewhere. It was really the biggest thing that bothered her about this place. She didn't mind not being at home. She was here with the man that she loved and had her pets with her. She didn't really need anything more. She knew that Ned did, but she was content. It was even exciting to have the environment around them change every so often.

"Hey, I never said I needed fruit. Besides, if I wanted some fruit, I'd go have some leftover pie. Guess you've been making yourself pretty comfy in that big ol' kitchen, huh?" She licked at her ice cream and shrugged at his question. "We could go on more rides, but considering how you reacted to the babiest of them all, I'm not sure about that." She grinned, teasing him.

"It does look like there might be some fair games, though. Maybe you want to try winning me a giant stuffed panda?" She grinned again. She had spent a lot of time with Ned in the past, but very rarely were they alone. She relished the time she had with him and wished with every ounce of her tiny frame that Chuck would never enter the picture and ruin it for her. Once had been enough for Olive, thank you very much!

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