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Gabby - Battling Bard of Potidaea (bardictraveller) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

There might possibly have been a time when Xena's expression would have fooled her, but that time was now several times in the past. She'd simply been through too much with the dark-haired warrior to think it was anything but the front that her friend put up to hide what she was feeling. She gave her a knowing smile, but didn't say anything about it.

Gabrielle watched as Xena slid off the horse and came over to her. "Hi, Argo!" She greeted the horse warmly, and then turned her attention back to the warrior. "Yeah, well... I was expecting you!" It wasn't entirely true. It would be more accurate to say that she'd been hoping Xena would be pulled here as well, but didn't have much faith in it. But she was definitely the sort of person who would always keep hoping for something, no matter how unlikely it was.

When Xena pulled out her sais, her eyes lit up with a curious mixture of exaltation and dismay. Her feelings about fighting were very mixed. She'd come a long way from the girl who had naively proclaimed to her sister that she would be a warrior. She had become that warrior, but had paid a price. She accepted the sais, feeling a sort of relief to have them back. At least, no matter what else happened, she was no longer unarmed. "Thanks." Her voice was a little quiet, but she soon gave her characteristic bright smile.

"Hey, no fair! I didn't know!" She shook her head, pretending to be stung by the injustice of it. "One second I was in bed, the next I was being pulled!" She glanced around, and then turned her attention back to Xena. "You really did miss an amazing speech, though. We're prisoners of a guy with very strange hair. He wants us to solve his labyrinth. Or we can just stay here in this city." She looked around at the place, which seemed perfectly normal to her in its Ren Faire guise.