To-- To anyone who has been worried, I am truly sorry, I-- I had not been able to access (I believe that's the word?) a "computer" for some time now, despite having been restored to my normal self after the vighruss ( Read more... )

Robin still wasn't used to this world -- everything was so complicated, so... sanitized, clean, crisp. He was grateful, at least, that Eros had given him clothes that first day after the virus -- they were soft, comfortable things, finer than anything even the King wore. There were plenty of advantages to this modern time, of course, luxuries he ( Read more... )

Robin stilled, paws poised over the keyboard, when he heard the tell-tale barks and whoops of a pack of hounds, surely the same that had chased them out of their camp just days before -- only this time, there was another member of the pack. Gisborne most likely had slipped in amongst them without anyone noticing, because what harm could one more ( Read more... )

First the bailiff, now Matthew... How many more deaths will be put on my head? This "Night Watchman" -- does he think he's doing me a favor, killing innocent people like this? He has had my men and me run out of every village from here to London, he's turned my people against me, and now Vasey has sent dogs out on all of us. I can't take it anymore ( Read more... )

What in God's name was that about ( Read more... )

With a thinly-veiled show of bravado, Robin convinced his men that he was leaving to meet with Marian; amazingly, none of them (save for perhaps Much, but he didn't say a word, bless his heart) noticed when he headed in the wrong direction -- not towards Nottingham, but to the outskirts of Sherwood, where Gisborne waited ( Read more... )

I... will not be updating this journal for some time, my friends. It seems Gisborne is hot on our trail, and I cannot leave him any more clues to my whereabouts. When things calm down, I will return.

Before I go, though, I want to thank you, Gaara, once again for helping us so profusely. If there is anything, anything we can do to help you, please ( Read more... )

Fear not, my dear friends~! I do hope you haven't forgotten about me, or worse yet, assume that Guy managed to actually hang me.

No, after a... rather harrowing few days being tied to him by the wrist (and let me tell you, that was almost worse than being hanged. He has awful morning breath~), Much and I were able to get out of Nottingham and ( Read more... )

He'd been having such a nice dream, too.

Though, Robin had to admit as he tugged at the twine fastening his wrist to Gisborne's, at least he'd woken up before leaning in to kiss Marian-- er. Gisborne. It was bad enough he had to wake up to that bastard's ugly mug, but it was worse still that he had gotten to Nottingham, somehow, and tied to Guy ( Read more... )

My homecoming wasn't as pleasant as expected.

We were nearly pummeled by the Sheriff's men for helping Allan - he is a fool, and a liar... But he does not deserve to hang. But, more on that, later - then the carpenter very nearly ran me through for his daughter's flirtations on my person, which, obviously, resulted in us running for our lives for ( Read more... )