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kitsch (taylorwade) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-10 13:10:00

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active, day eleven, robin of locksley, sarah williams, torin kerr

Day 11
Who:: Robin, Sarah and Torin
What:: Running the Labyrinth
When:: Early Morning
Where:: Uh... the Labyrinth
Rating:: PGish?
Status:: Incomplete

Robin rose early, before the sun could, and began to make his preparations for the Labyrinth. He filled a pack with food supplies from the kitchen, along with water. He also made sure that he had things with which to treat minor scrapes and lacerations. He ensured that his quiver was full of fletched arrows and his bow was restrung. He packed a change of clothing and an extra pair of boots. He also packed a fur-lined cloak in case it continued to snow.

When he was certain that he was ready to go, he dressed comfortably in traveling clothes and strapped his sword to his waist and slung his bow over his shoulder. Both his pack and his quiver went over the other and cinched tightly to assure mobility. With his key and his journal safely tucked away, Robin left his room and headed for the outdoors.

He was surprised to see that the snow was sparse and he wondered if it would melt away before it snowed again. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, so he hurried along until he found his way to the entrance of the Labyrinth. Casting his gaze around, Robin searched for the companion he was to have on the journey, Sarah.

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taylorwade
2009-06-11 08:26 am UTC (link)

He finally spotted Sarah and walked toward her with a genial smile on his face. "Good morning, Lady Sarah." He watched her feel along the wall for something and paused for a moment. "What, ah, what are you doing?" He didn't want to be rude but he couldn't figure out any other way to phrase the question. He couldn't be positive, but he was pretty sure he'd just sung.

He turned at the sound of footsteps approaching and he found Gunnery Sergeant Torin Kerr approaching. He nodded to her and smiled. "Come to join the fun, Sergeant?" He didn't know why he called her by that name. He could have just as easily called her Torin, but it seemed more appropriate to call her by the title she had presented herself with at their first meeting. He also didn't know why the words had a melodic quality to them and the consternation was showing on his face.

He turned back and pointed to Sarah. "This is the Lady Sarah. She has been through this maze once before." True, they had been masked during the party, but Robin was good at judging height and haircolor. He would have known the lovely lady anywhere. And once she spoke, he knew it would confirm his guess. He just wondered if the others would sing, too.

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