Hervey's Blind Date Bonanza RP Log ~ Apple & Salome
CHARACTERS: Apple, Salome
LOCATION: Fountain
TASK: Walk Little Hervey
Apple sat by the fountain, Little Hervey rolling at her feet. While she had brushed her hair and eaten something, she still looked rough from her night of heavy drinking in the tavern.
Strolling down the path in the traditional, clunky Zexen boots, Salome approached the fountain and raised a nonexistent eyebrow at Little Hervey, then gazed up at Apple. "Hervey's arrangements?"
Tucking the piece of paper with Hervey's arrangements in her pocket, Apple nodded and stood up. "Hello Salome."
"It's a pleasure to see you," he responded, outstretching a hand. It went unspoken that he did not need to add, "a pleasure to see you, other than someone of poor company."
Apple took Salome's hand and shook it firmly. "Shall we?"
The strategist of the Zexen Knights nodded, then looked down at Little Hervey, who was entertaining himself with chewing on a pile of leaves. "He does look like he's incapable of walking himself."
With a chuckle, Apple clapped her hands at Little Hervey. "Where would you like to walk?"
The dog looked up with an uninterested glance, then returned to his activity. "Where would be a good place to go? I'm not...exactly familiar with dog...walking."
"Neither am I. Perhaps we could go down by the lake." Apple gave Little Hervey an amused glance before walking over towards him.
Little Hervey turned in a complete circle before scuttling over to Apple's side.
Apple smiled and began to walk in the direction of the lake. "I have not seen you around the castle much. Have you been in Vinay del Zexay?"
"Actually...I have been looking for my horse. In my free time, of course," Salome said, hoping his usually expressionless face did not betray his embarrassment. "She's still missing."
Apple frowned slightly. "I would offer to help you look, but I cannot seem to remember what she looks like." Little Hervey barked happily and ran at the pair's heels.
"No matter. She's always returned on her own. Perhaps this time she needs some time by herself," he said while watching Little Hervey frolic. "Anticipating the actions of animals is very similar to that of humans'."
"What do you mean?" Apple turned her attention away from Little Hervey to Salome.
"Strategy is based upon patterns. Under certain circumstances, a certain type of person usually acts only certain ways. What is important is anticipating which ways the outcome might be based upon the type of person. The same thing can be applied to animals because both act upon instinct often."
"While that may be true, we do not know how animals think. Instinct does play a large role in how people and animals react, but humans, no matter how obscure it may be, do use logic." Apple countered.
A hint of a smile twitched around the younger man's mouth. "Those are the type of people who give you and I our jobs."
Before Apple could answer, Little Hervey ran ahead and stopped in the middle of the trail with a whine.
Salome came to a sudden, unexpected halt. "What's the matter?" He bent down to look at the dog with a curious eye.
"It is fortunate for us that those people exist." Apple chuckled as Salome lowered himself to Little Hervey's level. "Maybe he thinks we should speak of other things that are unrelated to our careers."
"Perhaps that might be a more pleasant course of action," he said. "The weather, perhaps? Your health? Or would it be too presumptuous of me to ask why you look so tired?"
"It would be," Apple stated plainly as she knelt beside Little Hervey and Salome. "I spent too much time in the tavern, and I'm afraid it has caught up with me."
Again, the invisible eyebrow arched epically. "The tavern? You'll have to forgive me, but I did not know you were a frequent visitor."
"I'm not." Apple reached over and scratched Little Hervey between his ears. "I was trying to forget something."
"I see. I apologize." Salome straightened, saying nothing more on the subject. It would do no good to make her recall something that required tavern visits to forget.
With a happy bark, Little Hervey jumped up on his hind legs, resting his front paws on Salome's leg.
"There is no need. I knew what the consequences of my actions would be."
For a brief moment, Salome wondered in horror if Little Hervey needed to do some of his business on his leg, but it seemed the dog had no such ideas, so he scratched his ears. "I had no doubts you knew. Your reasons must have been good."
Apple watched Little Hervey and Salome, a slight smile playing across her face. "They were not, but that does not matter."
"No matter; there are other things to talk about."
"Did you have a chance to take part in the festival?" Apple took this chance to brush some of her hair out of her face.
He shook his head, careful not to keep a quick pace. "I had to travel to Vinay for a brief meeting shortly after it began, so I was only able to stay for Lady Nei's performance."
Apple followed Salome's lead. "Ah. Unfortunately I missed her performance. How was it?"
"Just as spectacular as I expected. Her performing troupe had a faithful following in Vinay while they were there."
Little Hervey yipped with glee and took off after a squirrel.
Salome stopped, watching the dog skitter away. "It would appear we've lost our charge."
Apple grinned. "Yes, it would. He seems to be enjoying himself though."
"When I had heard of this...ah, assignment," he began, wondering how to word his thoughts tactfully. "I had assumed it was Hervey's subtle way of pawning his responsibilities with Little Hervey on someone else. But it would appear I was wrong."
Tilting her head, Apple searched Salome's face. "Little Hervey seems perfectly capable of walking himself." She paused, biting her lip slightly. "Why did you sign up for this?"
"I didn't," he responded simply.
Taking a few more steps towards the lake, Apple's reply was interrupted when she tripped over a tree root she did not see. "ooh!"
With the immediate reflexes of a knight, not an armchair strategist, he shot his hand out and managed to catch her before she could hit the ground. "Are you okay?"
Apple hissed as she tried to put some weight on her right ankle. "I think I sprained my ankle." She leaned against Salome tentatively. "Would you be able to help me back to the castle?"
"I would be a poor excuse for a companion if I left you to your own devices," Salome responded and shifted his weight to make it easier for her to lean on him. "Try not to put any unnecessary weight on it for now."
LITTLE HERVEY: ...found much entertainment in the local squirrels.
LOCATION: Fountain
TASK: Walk Little Hervey
Apple sat by the fountain, Little Hervey rolling at her feet. While she had brushed her hair and eaten something, she still looked rough from her night of heavy drinking in the tavern.
Strolling down the path in the traditional, clunky Zexen boots, Salome approached the fountain and raised a nonexistent eyebrow at Little Hervey, then gazed up at Apple. "Hervey's arrangements?"
Tucking the piece of paper with Hervey's arrangements in her pocket, Apple nodded and stood up. "Hello Salome."
"It's a pleasure to see you," he responded, outstretching a hand. It went unspoken that he did not need to add, "a pleasure to see you, other than someone of poor company."
Apple took Salome's hand and shook it firmly. "Shall we?"
The strategist of the Zexen Knights nodded, then looked down at Little Hervey, who was entertaining himself with chewing on a pile of leaves. "He does look like he's incapable of walking himself."
With a chuckle, Apple clapped her hands at Little Hervey. "Where would you like to walk?"
The dog looked up with an uninterested glance, then returned to his activity. "Where would be a good place to go? I'm not...exactly familiar with dog...walking."
"Neither am I. Perhaps we could go down by the lake." Apple gave Little Hervey an amused glance before walking over towards him.
Little Hervey turned in a complete circle before scuttling over to Apple's side.
Apple smiled and began to walk in the direction of the lake. "I have not seen you around the castle much. Have you been in Vinay del Zexay?"
"Actually...I have been looking for my horse. In my free time, of course," Salome said, hoping his usually expressionless face did not betray his embarrassment. "She's still missing."
Apple frowned slightly. "I would offer to help you look, but I cannot seem to remember what she looks like." Little Hervey barked happily and ran at the pair's heels.
"No matter. She's always returned on her own. Perhaps this time she needs some time by herself," he said while watching Little Hervey frolic. "Anticipating the actions of animals is very similar to that of humans'."
"What do you mean?" Apple turned her attention away from Little Hervey to Salome.
"Strategy is based upon patterns. Under certain circumstances, a certain type of person usually acts only certain ways. What is important is anticipating which ways the outcome might be based upon the type of person. The same thing can be applied to animals because both act upon instinct often."
"While that may be true, we do not know how animals think. Instinct does play a large role in how people and animals react, but humans, no matter how obscure it may be, do use logic." Apple countered.
A hint of a smile twitched around the younger man's mouth. "Those are the type of people who give you and I our jobs."
Before Apple could answer, Little Hervey ran ahead and stopped in the middle of the trail with a whine.
Salome came to a sudden, unexpected halt. "What's the matter?" He bent down to look at the dog with a curious eye.
"It is fortunate for us that those people exist." Apple chuckled as Salome lowered himself to Little Hervey's level. "Maybe he thinks we should speak of other things that are unrelated to our careers."
"Perhaps that might be a more pleasant course of action," he said. "The weather, perhaps? Your health? Or would it be too presumptuous of me to ask why you look so tired?"
"It would be," Apple stated plainly as she knelt beside Little Hervey and Salome. "I spent too much time in the tavern, and I'm afraid it has caught up with me."
Again, the invisible eyebrow arched epically. "The tavern? You'll have to forgive me, but I did not know you were a frequent visitor."
"I'm not." Apple reached over and scratched Little Hervey between his ears. "I was trying to forget something."
"I see. I apologize." Salome straightened, saying nothing more on the subject. It would do no good to make her recall something that required tavern visits to forget.
With a happy bark, Little Hervey jumped up on his hind legs, resting his front paws on Salome's leg.
"There is no need. I knew what the consequences of my actions would be."
For a brief moment, Salome wondered in horror if Little Hervey needed to do some of his business on his leg, but it seemed the dog had no such ideas, so he scratched his ears. "I had no doubts you knew. Your reasons must have been good."
Apple watched Little Hervey and Salome, a slight smile playing across her face. "They were not, but that does not matter."
"No matter; there are other things to talk about."
"Did you have a chance to take part in the festival?" Apple took this chance to brush some of her hair out of her face.
He shook his head, careful not to keep a quick pace. "I had to travel to Vinay for a brief meeting shortly after it began, so I was only able to stay for Lady Nei's performance."
Apple followed Salome's lead. "Ah. Unfortunately I missed her performance. How was it?"
"Just as spectacular as I expected. Her performing troupe had a faithful following in Vinay while they were there."
Little Hervey yipped with glee and took off after a squirrel.
Salome stopped, watching the dog skitter away. "It would appear we've lost our charge."
Apple grinned. "Yes, it would. He seems to be enjoying himself though."
"When I had heard of this...ah, assignment," he began, wondering how to word his thoughts tactfully. "I had assumed it was Hervey's subtle way of pawning his responsibilities with Little Hervey on someone else. But it would appear I was wrong."
Tilting her head, Apple searched Salome's face. "Little Hervey seems perfectly capable of walking himself." She paused, biting her lip slightly. "Why did you sign up for this?"
"I didn't," he responded simply.
Taking a few more steps towards the lake, Apple's reply was interrupted when she tripped over a tree root she did not see. "ooh!"
With the immediate reflexes of a knight, not an armchair strategist, he shot his hand out and managed to catch her before she could hit the ground. "Are you okay?"
Apple hissed as she tried to put some weight on her right ankle. "I think I sprained my ankle." She leaned against Salome tentatively. "Would you be able to help me back to the castle?"
"I would be a poor excuse for a companion if I left you to your own devices," Salome responded and shifted his weight to make it easier for her to lean on him. "Try not to put any unnecessary weight on it for now."
LITTLE HERVEY: ...found much entertainment in the local squirrels.