004 - Accidental Video (mid-afternoon)

[capuletnomore]

[Juliet has a tattered basket at her side, and she sits at the edge of the river, leaning over the bank. There is fabric in her hands, which she dunks up and down in the water repeatedly, then scrubs against itself. It's laundry day in the Capulet household, and she's doing the best she can without much soap.]Only three more to go. When I get

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[capuletguarddog]

[Insert epic, probably out of proportion alarm]

Juliet! You should be more careful!

[You could have drowned! Or got eaten by an alligator! Or... Something!]

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[capuletguarddog]

Indeed we are [And he is right]

Oh come now, I am the same as I ever was at home. You know you can trust me.

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[capuletnomore]

[She'll let him think that for the moment, even though she knows he's wrong.]

Exactly the same? Nothing about this place has altered you, Tybalt? You would not be doing hard labor at home, nor would I. So we cannot be exactly the same.

[But she smiles and rests a still-damp hand on his arm as they walk.]

But yes, I know I can trust you. That does not, however, prevent me from trusting others. You would not claim that Bubbles, for instance, is anything more or less than she seems, would you? If ever there were someone who was exactly as he or she appeared, it is she.

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[capuletguarddog]

You know what I meant.

[He sighs, but returns her smile]

Bubbles is even more innocent than you

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[capuletnomore]

I only tease, cos.

[That comparison isn't quite to her liking.]

Of course she is more innocent than I. She is a child, and innocence befits a child. I am sixteen, Tybalt. I am not a child.

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[capuletguarddog]

[He shifts his grip on the basket and looks away]

I know that. [His tone is slightly thick, and he coughs before speaking again]

But you are inclined to think the best of people. Admirable in Verona, but here, it's far too dangerous.

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[capuletnomore]

And yet you still speak as though I cannot judge for myself who is trustworthy. I am not naive, Tybalt. I think the best of people because people at heart wish to act their best. If I were to treat others as though I was not open to their friendship and trust, they would be more likely to respond in kind, and be deceitful and misleading. We are protected from the very worst here, at least. And I have you, and my other friends to aid me should my judgment prove wrong. But it has yet to do so.

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[capuletguarddog]

[Feh, he hates it when she's mad at him. Thus, quietly]

I am only trying to protect you.

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[capuletnomore]

[She looks up at him, her expression softening. He is trying to look out for her, after all. And were he not here, she would never see him again. She pats his arm and smiles kindly at him.]

I know. Forgive me, cos. I fear my accident has made me unpleasant company. The sooner I am warm and dry, the faster my spirits will rise.

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[capuletguarddog]

Yes. Come, I'll get a fire going and we'll have you dried out in no time.

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[capuletnomore]

[She hurries into the house, wringing her skirts and her hair out one final time before she steps inside.]

That will be nice. The laundry needs to be hung, though, Tybalt. On the line outside. I will help once I've changed from these wet things.

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[capuletguarddog]

The laundry can wait a moment.

He drops the basket by the door and busies himself stoking the fire in the fireplace. He drags a chair over in front of it before retreating to his room momentarily to grab blankets

We'll have you dry and warm as soon as possible.

[Yes, Juliet, you're getting cocooned in blankets and plopped in the chair by the fire, while Tybalt goes to hang laundry. In a far better mood than usual, strangely.]

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[capuletnomore]

Only a moment, Tybalt. We don't want what little clothing we have ruined by sitting too long in a wet heap.

[She slips into her little room as he stokes the fire, changing from her sopping wet dress into another shift of a dress that they'd found. She'd been planning to add sleeves to it, but hadn't had the chance yet. She follows Tybalt back into the main room, trying not to laugh at the mass of blankets in his arms.]

Surely I don't need all of that, cos. The fire is warm enough to dry me quickly.