Who: Robin Hood and Helena Wells What: Meeting in person, drinking tea and talking When: Monday afternoon Where: Starting outside the complex Warnings: Doubtful
Robin waited outside the complex for Helena to arrive, leaning against the wall near the door. He'd left his sword upstairs in his room, though it felt strange to go anywhere unarmed, now, so he had his bow and quiver with him, and the dagger which always hung at his belt. He had grown too accustomed to needing to defend himself at a moments notice. To never lingering in the one place too long, to always being on his guard. Though from the way people spoke about this place, it wouldn't necessarily be all that different here. Then again, they were merely going to a cafe to drink tea. He hoped he could have a quiet day, for a change. At least the one, though that was not exactly the norm in his life.
He was dressed in jeans and a black hooded sweater, knowing that the clothes he had arrived in had seen better days, and that he stood out quite dramatically in the others. Though the bow and quiver were probably a little eye catching, regardless.