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jamesoftaversal in for_nottingham

Lost in the Woods

Mar 30, 2012 13:44

Who: Sir James, Robin, and a brat (closed)
What: A poor little lamb has gone astray, and needs some help
When: June 12
Where: Sherwood Forest

( A scrawny young ragamuffin leapt out from the underbrush. He stood astride the path with his hands on his hips, grinning widely. “Hah! Gotcha!” he crowed. “I’m Robin Hood! Give me all your money or I’ll have my men fill you with arrows!” It was a good thing Sir James didn’t use a riding crop or else he would have taken it to the brat. )

robin, james de molyneux, robin hood, ep5:while the cat's away . . ., sherwood

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robin_hood49 April 8 2012, 01:44:06 UTC

Robin was just on his way to take up a post along the road when he heard raised voices. Altering his steps to be silent, he crept up the rise that overlooked the area. Before he had even reached the top, he identified one of the voices as belonging to Sir James; the other was unfamiliar, but seemed to be that of a child.

Indeed, it was, and Robin recognized the boy even though he could not immediately recall his name. Unless he was mistaken, he had seen the child around Wadlow. That was quite a distance from here; either the boy's father had an odd manner of collecting firewood, or...

Or, he would be having a serious discussion with Robin later today.

Standing, Robin walked normally to the top of the rise, deliberately not masking his presence. As he descended the other side toward the road, he called, "Good morning, gentlemen!" Catching them up, he gave the lad a quick, assessing look. He did not seem much the worse for wear, fortunately. With a nod and a murmured greeting to Sir James, Robin asked, "Whom do we have, here

jamesoftaversal April 9 2012, 07:07:42 UTC

Sir James returned Robin’s greeting with a nod. He curbed his urge to mouth off at the outlaw; after all, Robin had kept to the bargain they made last fall in Sir James’ barn, and besides, he was on Robin’s turf this time and he needed to be wary.

“What we have here is a young scofflaw who thinks it amusing to waylay innocent travelers as they go down the king’s highway. I can’t imagine where he got that idea,” Sir James added, dryly. (He couldn’t resist.) “I haven’t had a chance yet to learn his name, but he claims to be Robin Hood.” Sir James arched an eyebrow at Robin in amusement. “If he is Robin Hood, then he’s not as good at this outlaw stuff as he’s reputed to be since he seems to have gotten himself lost. Home,” he continued, with a bit of irony in his voice, “Is apparently thataway. As, theoretically, is his father. We were about to go in search of whichever we came across first-the home or the father-when you found us. What do you think? Any clues to share to make our quest easier?”

robin_hood49 April 11 2012, 03:46:44 UTC

Robin shot Sir James an overly bright grin at the jibe regarding his probably influence on the boy. As his explanation continued, Robin turned his gaze to the lad, who was glaring at him like a drenched cat. Behind that ire, however, Robin thought he detected worry in his eyes, and no wonder ( ... )

jamesoftaversal April 13 2012, 02:05:41 UTC

Sir James had to press his lips tightly together to keep from laughing out loud and ruining the effect, but at least he could play along. “What about Runcible? He looks like a Runcible to me!” But the boy wasn’t getting into the spirit of the thing; in fact, he looked to Sir James like he was about to cry. Sir James couldn’t draw a bead on how old the boy was, but he looked young enough for tears to be a reasonable reaction to his situation. Sir James’ ire was spent-he figured the shaking he had given the lad was proportionate to the start he had himself received, and all was forgiven. So he tried a different tactic ( ... )

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