Feb 24, 2008 17:25
A dark-haired head peers round the Door, several feet lower than it has done previously.
Or will do some day.
Or both at the same time.
It seems that the youngest son of the Gisborne family has found a suitable hiding place for the afternoon.
will scarlett,
maid marian,
sir guy of gisborne,
leon kennedy,
enzo matrix
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"Lad, where are ye goin'?"
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A small finger points towards a booth, the first place he spots.
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Will's got a plate on chips in front of him that's he's been snacking on and offers the bowl to the lad.
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He's just had lunch and there is the vague notion that he shouldn't spoil his dinner.
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He puts the chips back on the table and waits for the boy to speak if he will.
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It is a very small answer from a very small boy.
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And then Guy dares to ask a question.
"Are you... a giant?"
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"Nay, lad, I'm na a giant, just grown up. Sure in a few years, ye'll be towerin' o'er e'eryone."
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Babies don't count.
And the uncertainty that Will really isn't a giant brings a tiny frown to his face.
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Guy freezes, suddenly terrified. All the outlaws he has heard tales of are just as bad as giants.
Only perhaps they don't eat little boys.
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"Won't 'urt ye, Guy, ye're safe 'ere."
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"You're not a giant outlaw?...are you?"
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He's not been many places really.
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