Open rp: Lizzy tries to send a letter
After a highly disturbing unexpected meeting with Mr. Darcy, Lizzy was more than willing to simply get away and attempt to write a letter to her sister, Jane.
She had penned a passable leter to her sister that said little more than that she was safe, in good health, and trapped in Scotland with Mr. Darcy for the time being, and attempted to lure an ( Read more... )
She had penned a passable leter to her sister that said little more than that she was safe, in good health, and trapped in Scotland with Mr. Darcy for the time being, and attempted to lure an ( Read more... )
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He wanted to know where Rumpleteazer was. They haven't spoken in days! The once inseperable pair were now...separated.
To put it simply, Mungojerrie was lonely and took to wandering castle hall ways. He was somewhat thankful that Bombalurina was in the sorting process. At least that'll give him some needed entertainment until Rumpleteazer comes to her senses.
But, um, back to wandering.
Please? Please what? Mungojerrie spun fast towards the direction of whatever it is that needed help. People that needed help normally equaled something for him to do. A distraction, if you'd call it that, from his loneliness.
"...miss?" He muttered, sneaking behind who ever this woman was. There were also lots of birds around. This made him a bit hungry. This was no time for his stomach to do the talking though. "You rang?"
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She pointed at the owl with her letter and smiled wryly. "Besides that, I am afraid that I am no good with animals, and the owl, sensing this, refuses to budge. I would appreciate any assistance you could give me."
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"That's a problem, but..." He glanced up at the owl. "There's no harm in trying. I'll get the owl to fly. Don't worry."
Mungojerrie was an expert with birds A.K.A scaring them into submission. He stared at the owl, eye to eye, frowning in disapproval at its disobedience. He stretched out his hand menacingly and curled his fingers as if he still had claws.
"Now, I am going to run this by you once," He whispered sharply. "Listen to the nice lady over there and maybe I won't have you for supper."
Mungojerrie withdrew and spoke to the lady once more. "Give it a try now. If it doesn't work, I guess..." Insert side glance at owl. "You can just throw it out the window and hope it saves itself."
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The owl, looking rather shaken, approached Elizabeth warily.
Elizabeth turned to Mungojerrie. "How do I attach the letter to the owl? Do you know?"
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Turning back to Elizabeth, Robin sketched a bow as best he could with the owl clutching tightly to his arm (he managed quite well, actually), and moved to lift her hand to his lips. "Robin Goodfellow, at your service, my good lady. I do believe this scoundrel," here he gave the bird a playfully disappointed look, "was giving you trouble? Might I be of assistance?"
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She dropped a curtsy and smiled wryly at the owl. "Indeed, I have not the happy talent of working well with animals, and this owl, sensing my weakness on that front, was being most disobliging. I am sincerely grateful you came, sir." She glanced down at her letter, then up at Robin again. "Also, sir, do you know if these birds might travel back in time, as well as across the country? I have a letter I wish to send to my sister, Jane, and, as she is in 1812 while I am in 2006, you may see for yourself the great disparity of such an arrangement."
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The Puck gave the owl a long-suffering sigh and shook his head. "For shame, master owl, to give such a singular and charming young woman any measure of trouble or pain. It is a discredit to your fellows to behave in such a manner." Indeed, if it was at all possible for an owl to look chagrined, the bird on Robin's arm did so. Eyes sparkling with mirth, Robin turned back to Elizabeth and inclined his head gravely. "I assure you, my lady, you will not have any further problems. The owls of this school shall flock to your every whim."
In truth, he did not have the authority to command such a thing; however, he was a Puck. His race had a way with green and growing things as well as all manner of fauna. There was not a ( ... )
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"Thank you, sir! I owe my peace of mind to your assistance." She tied her letter to Jane onto the owl's leg, using one of the ribbons from her hair. "I am further delighted to hear that my inept interactions with animals are hereafter no more." She smiled up at Robin. "I am very much indebted to you, sir. May I hope there is some way to repay your kindness?"
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