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zaria (bravely) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

Sitting on Argo's back gave Xena a very different view of the village than one on foot. She could see over the tops of some of the buildings and the land around them seemed vast. She could see a labyrinth in the distance with a large castle in the middle. This was definitely not Mirage, and if it was, it had to be the Planet's idea of a joke. She was getting ready to kick Argo into a trot when a familiar head of blond hair running toward her came into her peripheral vision.

She set her face in a stony, disapproving expression. It was a familiar one. One she wore when she was relieved but wanted the other person to feel as if they'd done something wrong. "Late, am I? I didn't know I was expected anywhere." Her gaze swept over her friend, checking for injuries. The last time they'd been separated, Gabrielle had a wound in her gut. She seemed to be perfectly fine now, except for the lack of weapons. Xena smirked and slid off the horse, taking her reigns and leading her toward the shorter bard.

"I see you've come on this little adventure unprepared. Lucky for you, I'm always prepared." She stood near Argo's saddle bags and began to unbelt one of them. She pulled the bard's sais out and held them out to her. She hadn't brought the staff, but it wasn't the same one Gabrielle had carried for years anyway. That one was long lost in some river in India. If Xena was being a little harsh, it was because she had been worried. She didn't exactly blame Gabrielle for leaving, but she had a difficult time expressing herself.

"When you decide to go off on your own, I'd appreciate a little warning." She raised an eyebrow and punched her gently in the shoulder. "That way I don't wander all over a resort looking for you." She was starting to soften, but she had been really worried. The knot in her stomach was unravelling slowly, however, and her expression wasn't quite so severe. Finally, she hooked her arm around Gabrielle's neck. "So... tell me about this speech I missed."