Muse Name: Sir Guy of Gisborne
Fandom: Robin Hood
Prompt Number: Prompt 12, Mun Prompt Write out a script of a heart to heart that you need to have with your muse. Tell them to shape up, or chill out, or to stop waking you up and being so demanding. Maybe you want to tell them to give another muse or plot a chance. But take control, sit them down, and tell them what you really need them to know.
Title: n/a
Warnings/Disclaimers: Huge spoilers throughout Season 3
Word Count: 608
Mun: Will you stop pacing?
Guy: You try being free after being locked up in that cage, see how you feel.
Mun: Well, you did say the stupidest thing to her. Honestly. Telling her all that when all you had to say was ‘sorry’?
Guy: Sorry? After what she’s done to us, to me?
Mun: Look, Guy. All it took was one word, however insincere, followed by keeping your mouth shut. I see it from your point of view, really I do. I mean, you thought it was the best thing you could do for her at the time, right? And you didn’t know that Thornton would turn out to be a sadistic bastard?
Guy: *pause* No, I didn’t know.
Mun: Then all you had to do was say sorry and not ranted on about how it got you out of France blah blah blah. Team Gisborne could have been awesome, but you blunder in and screw it up. And put that dagger away. Where the hell were you keeping it?
Guy: I always keep one on me at all times.
Mun: Right. I forgot. Stupid me. So paranoid you keep a dagger up your arse.
Guy: That kind of language from a woman will not be tolerated.
Mun: Grow up. Right. I’ve a few questions for you.
Guy: *stares at mun, raising an eyebrow*
Mun: I can put you back in the cage if you like. Trust me, I really wouldn’t mind.
Guy: *pause* Ask. I won’t necessarily answer.
Mun: Fine. I wouldn’t expect anything else from you. Okay. What is it with you and Isabella? I need to know, so you actually give me a chance of being able to write something coherent, without it changing from week to week.
Guy: *silence* She betrayed me.
Mun: *sighs* She snogged Robin.
Guy: She. Betrayed. Me.
Mun: You didn’t exactly clasp her to the bosom of House Gisborne. Are the pair of you secretly in cahoots? There was all that time with Prince John unaccounted for... Well, after last week’s episode I think we can account for some of it.
Guy: *growls and advances on mun threateningly*
Mun: Come on! Five year old boys were asking if the pair of you were about to kiss! The writers couldn’t have made it any more obvious if they tried.
Guy: It got me installed as Sheriff.
Mun: For ten minutes before you cocked it up! All you had to do was make sure they were actually dead! Well, Hood, anyway. Isabella, well that would have been a good chance to win brownie points by saving her life. Instead, you gloated, and now you have to run as an outlaw after drawing your sword on Prince John. You really are the most frustrating man to write for, you know. The easiest part to deal with is actually...
Guy: Deal with what?
Mun: The lead up and aftermath of Marian’s death. That? Straightforward, well relatively anyway.
Guy: Straightforward?
Mun: Look, I know you’re pissed with me for mentioning it. I get it. Brink of insanity, drinking heavily, all fairly typical responses. Not this completely random stuff you have going on now. Just... pick a way to respond, and stick with it, hmmm? Make all our lives easier. Awesome, incompetent, whatever. Awesome was how you dealt with Vaisey during that fight. I mean, pulling the dagger out of your leg and using it? Smart. Incompetent was how you dealt with Robin immediately after. Make sure he’s actually dead before gloating! Though... we can see why, now, even if you can’t yet. Just... make it one or the other, please? For all our sakes.