Tripping (closed)

Apr 19, 2010 17:58

Who: Sir James, Allan, Emmaline
What: Sometimes a man need a little wine to get to sleep
Where: The Trip to Jerusalem Inn
When: 29th September, very late. Or very early 30th September. After a party like this one, it’s hard to tell.

What he needed was a drink-a PROPER drink )

emmaline ulric, nottingham:trip to jerusalem inn, allan a dale, james de molyneux, ep1:michaelmas

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allan_of_dale May 18 2010, 20:22:10 UTC
He drew in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. Where to start? "We..ell...;" the beginning, he supposed. "I never knew my mum or dad. Long as I can remember back I got brung up by a tanner's guild in Battersea. They did a bit of charity here and there and they'd take in orphans and foundlings and stuff, on the deal that we worked as soon as we could carry a hide. But it was a bit shit there, to be honest, so me and my brother Tom...I dunno if we're really related but some people said we looked a bit alike...we ran away when we was pretty young. And we didn't have a proper trade or nothing, cos we weren't old enough yet to get taught the important bits of tanning...so we were on the wrong side of the law a lot, just trying to get by. Nothing bad, you know, just maybe poaching a bit of dinner from time to time if we couldn't find work or food. Tom and I parted ways after a while, and I ended up in Nottingham about a year ago...maybe more. These bloody pair of guards who lost their wages to me in the pub - fair and square mind you, an honest game - hauled me into the dungeon on some trumped-up charge that was complete bullshit just to get their own back on me, and somehow there was a mix-up and I got lumped in with a load of guys that were facing the noose for stealing flour by mistake - half of them still kids.

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