Bedtime stories [open to outlaws]

[djaq_thesaracen]

Who: Robin, Djaq
What: Checking on Robin and talking about what's going on
Where: the outlaws' camp
When: October 19th, night

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[robin_hood49]

Robin had been in an excellent mood, ever since his birthday. Nothing had happened in the five days since to bring him down, which he almost considered something of a gift, unto itself. He was making more solo ventures, too, and that helped boost his cheerfulness considerably. Also, it gave him time to think, and he liked the way his thoughts were going.

He was gazing at the fire, working through some of those ideas, when Djaq approached. Glancing over at her, he returned the smile and nodded. "That would be good," he remarked, pleased even more by that thought. Scooting closer to the fire, since there was a chill in the air, he pulled off his shirts and set them aside.

"So, what have you been up to today?"

((OOC: Godmodding of Robin was done with permission.))

[djaq_thesaracen]

She nodded, approaching him. She checked his bandages, taking care to examine his ribs and the fingers that had been broken. "We have to leave these for a little while longer," she said. "How is it with the pain?"

She went on to look at the wound on his leg, but that was looking good. She wondered if it would be better to remove the bandage to let air to the nearly healed wound. "We can take this off, but you have to be careful," she said seriously.

"I was in Teversal," she replied to his question, as she checked on the burns that were mostly healed. She had told him she would go there to meet Sir James the previous night.

[robin_hood49]

He could tell by how they felt that the bones were nowhere near done mending, but he had half-hoped he was wrong. "It's not bad," he replied, which was true enough. He still got the odd jolt of pain if he did not think about what he was doing, but for the most part, it was easy to ignore. The gash on his leg was going to leave something of a scar, although at this point, he may as well stop keeping track.

There was one which was hard to ignore, though, and he did not particularly want to hear one way or the other how the brand was coming along. "And how did that go?" Sir James had made it clear to Robin that he did not want the outlaws anywhere near his village, but apparently the ban did not extend to Djaq. He wondered why that was.

[djaq_thesaracen]

She nodded to his assertion. "If you ever need anything for it, tell me." She finished up her check with the various burns on his body, most obvious being the brand Gisborne had left. She didn't say anything about it, though she could see the scar it would leave, though hoping that it might fade in time.

"We talked. He told me about his time in the Holy Land," she explained, looking at him, remembering that Robin had not told her much about his own time there. "He had some wrong assumptions about me, about us," she shook her head, still feeling uncomfortable thinking about some of it. She only mentioned it because it concerned Robin, too, and because they were alone.

[scarlett_outlaw]

Will had spent the day out hunting, with scant results to show for his trouble. There were only so many animals you could sneak up and kill with an axe. Eventually he'd given up on trying to get meat altogether, and gone searching for plents instead. That had been marginally more profitable, and as he walked back to camp, he had a handful of small edible mushrooms.

As he approached, he saw that Djaq and Robin had already returned, and were chatting animatedly. With his free arm, he waved to him, and quickened his step. It had been a cold, damp day, and he was looking forward to sitting by the fire.

[robin_hood49]

Robin shook his head. "You've done nothing wrong, and I am certain there is no danger. Do not concern yourself." Giving her a reassuring smile, he added lightly, "Anyway, I am sure he's not the first to take a shine to you, nor will he be the last." She was bound to have admirers around the shire; she had even earned a couple within the gang shortly after joining them, Robin recalled wryly, as he returned Will's wave.

The carpenter's timing was almost comically impeccable, although it was likely that only Robin was aware of that.

[scarlett_outlaw]

As Will drew level with the two other outlaws, he grinned and dropped the mushrooms by the side of the fire. "Here's what I could find. It's not much, but hopefully Much can turn it into something good for supper." He caught Djaq's eye and turned slightly pink. "How did your day go? A bit more productive than mine, I hope."

[djaq_thesaracen]

Djaq looked at the rather pitiful mushroom Will had brought. She smiled, "Much will, I think. We have bread left, too."

Productive? No, it hadn't been productive, but then that hadn't been her intention for today. She shook her head. "No, not really. I just was in Teversal." She didn't plan to tell Will any details of that. Talking to Robin has been one thing - he was their leader and had needed to know about some issues.

She looked into the fire, somehow feeling not quite comfortable. She hoped supper and the warmth of the fire would help.