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Date Night [Open?]

Jan 06, 2011 03:17

Who: Joan and Allan
What: L'Amore! (maybe)
Where: The Trip
When: Friday, 22 October, after sundown

( Tonight was different. Tonight she had A Date. )

nottingham:trip to jerusalem inn, allan a dale, joan the barber, ep2:nottingham fair, open thread

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allan_of_dale January 9 2011, 02:49:44 UTC

Allan had been pretty fortunate with his day so far. Guy hadn't pressed anything particularly messy or time-consuming, so he'd found the time for a nice neat close shave and a decent wash. It was further than he usually went for a woman, but then again this one washed people for a living - their hair anyway - so she was probably more fussy than most about personal smells and that sort of thing.

It wasn't long after the skies had gotten dim that he arrived, and he half-expected Joan to not have arrived yet - specially if she'd had a busy day. He couldn't remember if she'd said now, but surely she had a more permanent base round here than her fair stall, considering she seemed to know Nottingham fairly well. So he headed right for the bar when he got through the door, and it was only once he'd turned to find a seat that he realised that Joan was already there. He grinned as he walked over and sat at a seat across from her.

"Alright, darlin'" he asked, conversationally. "Good day, was it?"

barber_joan January 10 2011, 01:05:49 UTC

“Allan!” Of course he had found Joan when her back was turned, looking around to make sure Violet wasn’t working that night. She beamed back at him. He had made good time. She had barely been waiting long enough for her nerves to settle, thanks to the quick half she picked up at the bar and still hadn’t finished. His hairline was still a little damp from washing, and Joan the Barber could tell from experience that he was freshly shaved. Altogether, it gave the impression that he had made a genuine effort for her. It was nice, and flattering, and not something Joan was used to.

“My day was quite good, thank you! I made some honest dosh, and none of the customers were grabby. How about you? What’s Sir Guy got you up to?”

allan_of_dale January 10 2011, 22:10:35 UTC

Allan grinned, tickled by the notion of grabby customers in a barber's chair.

"Guy? Nothin' much, today. I got to ask though, how easy is it to grope a woman who's behind the chair you're sat in? I mean, obviously I'm not in favour of you getting felt up by all and sundry, but on the other hand I'm almost kind of curious."

He had a sip of his beer before setting it down on the table.

barber_joan January 11 2011, 20:08:31 UTC

“You’d be surprised,” Joan said, darkly. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way. But I have to admit,” she said, with the start of a conspiratorial smile, “Half the reason I got that chair was to keep a customer’s hands out of commission. Oh, it’s helpful to barbering, believe me! It’s much easier to shave a man in that chair than if he’s sitting on a stool, say, or in a regular chair. And you saw how I use it to wash hair. But a man’s less likely to try to put his hand up your skirt if he’s afraid he’ll fall out of his seat doing it.” Joan leaned in and lowered her voice. “And there’s some men, I’m able to sell them this whole story about fancy Turk shaves and special equipment from the Holy Land, like that chair. Give it a special name and everything. Get a special price for it, too!” She winked at Allan and drank some beer. No need to tell him about how helpful it could really be in immobilizing customers ( ... )

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allan_of_dale July 10 2011, 19:55:54 UTC

He grinned. He hadn't missed the hint about the landlord. So she wasn't going to change her mind and invite him in. Well, no matter. He wasn't the desperate type. Getting pushy just tended to put them off. Playing it cool had got him this far in life, and he wasn't about to give up on it now.

"Awright then, sweetheart," he said, an exaggerated note of reluctance in his voice; "I suppose it's goodnight then."

He bent in for a kiss without any pause; asking was just awkward and if she didn't want one she'd have gone in the door already. So he just planted his lips gently on hers, and lingered for a moment.

barber_joan July 11 2011, 04:47:05 UTC

His lips were chapped. That was the first thing Joan noticed. The second was that Allan’s kiss was a lot gentler than she had anticipated. After all, this was coming from a guy ( ... )

allan_of_dale August 4 2011, 17:23:46 UTC

Well, he was pretty sure she'd want to see him again, from the way she wrapped herself around him. He half-smiled, his lips still pressed against hers.

Once she'd stepped back again, he had to think for a bit. He knew there was...oh yeah. "Well, are you going to the hunt party? That's next month sometime I think. And there's a church party at Teversal, too. I'll see you there, if not before."

barber_joan August 5 2011, 06:23:39 UTC

“Wait. You mean there’s going to be a party for the likes of us after the big hung? Well, blow me down! That’s the kind of thing the old sheriff used to do, but I never would have thought Vaizey would be up for it. Sure! I’d love to! As for Teversal…” Joan wrinkled her brow, trying to place it. “That’s a couple of hours north of here, isn’t it? I’ve never been. But I’m always up for a party, and a day in the country would be nice. Tell you what: If you can help me get there, and the date works out-and I expect it will-I’ll go.” Joan beamed. When she had said she would see Allan around, all she meant was that she hoped to run into him in the pub sometime, informally. But he had come back with actual names and dates. It was very flattering, even a little thrilling ( ... )