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Ned ([info]bakersman) wrote in [info]labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-11 00:58:00

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Entry tags:complete, day eleven, ned the piemaker, olive snook

Who: Olive and Ned
What: A revealed secret that's a looong time coming
When: Day 11, afternoonish
Where: Olive's room
Rating: Put a PG-13 on it for safety's sake
Status: All done!



It was only across the hall, but the walk from Ned's room to Olive's felt like the longest of his life. Chuck had known his secret right away. Well, minus the telling her that he was responsible for killing her father part. Which was pretty major and the cause of his current dilemma with her. But she'd known about the finger from the very beginning. She sort of had to, it was the whole reason she was alive.

No one was ever supposed to know. Ned had worked his whole life to keep it a guarded secret. Then Emerson had caught him and blackmailed him, and while they were roughly friends in the end, it had started rocky. But no one else. No one. And that had included Olive. How crazy did it sound that he could touch something and bring it back to life? It was like something out of a storybook.

Or, apparenty, a television show. Who knew?

Despite his resolve not to speak a word until he could do so without singing, Ned made the trip across the hall, Digby trotting at his heels. He gave his faithful friend a smile in thanks for the moral support, but ultimately, he was still the human and still had to be the one to knock on the door.



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[info]ittybitty
2009-06-25 08:57 am UTC (link)
She nodded. She could understand his hesitation in telling her. She wasn't sure she'd come right out and confess something of that magnitude, either. She shrugged, too, and gave him a small smile. "I'm sure you would have." Although, to Olive, it seemed as if she walked up on a few conversations that stopped too abruptly and maybe one of those times would have been good to tell her. It didn't matter. She should just let it go and be grateful for knowing now.

She wrinkled her nose and nodded. "Yeah, I'm kind of afraid to meet those things. You'll protect me, right?" She really wasn't sure she wanted to encounter a vampire. The dragon, maybe she'd like to see that from a distance. But the vampire... ick. She looked down at Digby and grinned. The dog wagged his tail. "I think he does. Maybe he's in his element. He's kind of an enigma, you know. A resurrected dog isn't an every day occurrence, I should think."

She frowned. "If goblins eat dogs, I might have to cut a bitch." She loved that dog, and if anything even so much as looked at him funny she'd punt it over the wall into the labyrinth. She glanced back up at Ned. "Sorry." He never, or rarely, used bad language and Olive didn't want to sound like a sailor's whore.

"I should uh, maybe go find some lunch. You hungry?"

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