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[protecteurdelac]

[Lancelot is being slightly less of a stalker today! Instead of sitting around at Halloween or Arthur's door, he's sitting under a tree with a book. He's not alone, though -- he's accompanied by a hot blonde chick

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[royalrack]

[ She is so leaning in to see those pictures, eyes wide and completely curious. Spot was a very energetic dog, wasn't he? Clearly enjoying the story, she looks over and nods to Lancelot to prompt him to turn the page to continue ]

[protecteurdelac]

[turns the page :') and glances down to see the words, even though he's ... uh, pretty sure he knows what the next words are]

"See Spot. See Spot run.

... Run, Spot, run."

[royalrack]

[ Wouldn't it be nice if Mordred was here, too? She would like this book. She pauses, as if trying to picture this transition for Spot and then nods again ]

Ah..

[protecteurdelac]

[Actually, she would probably find it .... KIND OF LAME, sorry Guin .... LMFAO. but he's just moving on to the next page after she seems comfortable with the fact that Spot is now running instead of going. The mun proceeds to make shit up because she has never read one of these books.]

"Spot smells a bone. Spot digs for the bone.

Dig, Spot, dig."

[wornbright]

[ ...............................................yeah she's just

got no words

just staring from like... behind idek ]

...

[protecteurdelac]

[LMFAO HE'S TURNING THE PAGE. not looking at you ........ but he knows you're there uru 8)]

[royalrack]

[ She is much too into this story to notice you, little friend! ]

1/2

[wornbright]

[ but halloween said lancelot was a bad person or... possibly one.

and some innocent maiden is with him.

NEED A DISTRACTION. ]

[relegate]

[wat even.

SERIOUSLY YOU TWO, WHAT EVEN. why are you reading something...just......sdjfshdgjsdghs she doesn't even know. wth]

[protecteurdelac]

[just turning the page to the next picture. WHAT DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS INNOCENT ACTIVITY???

also he ... knows you're there, but he's waiting for guin to notice/invite her over]

[royalrack]

[ SPOT. ;;

I mean, oh hey, my daughter is looming in the distance. She doesn't look up right away, pesky loss, but when she catches a glimpse of that vibrant hair she glances up and smiles ]

Ah!

[relegate]

[n-noooo mommy you weren't supposed to notice herrrrr sjkdfhsk now she's getting all embarrassed and trying to SCOWL AT LANCE....even if she keeps looking back at Guin all ////]

[girly_laps]

[Sister is walking by, but when she hears what he's reading, she gasps and moves to sit in front of them]

Oh wow, this is my favourite book!

[protecteurdelac]

[LMFAOEJSLDKSDJSD he's just .... glancing at her. AND THEN TURNING THE PAGE TO THE NEXT PAGE]

"Spot sees a squirrel. Spot chases the squirrel.

Chase, Spot ... chase."

[royalrack]

[ She looks up at this.. strange.. new person and then scoots over a little. Come and join them, he's clearly getting to the best part of the story ]

[girly_laps]

[And join them she will, she takes off her helmet to GRIN at Guinevere]

Do you think he's gonna get the squirrel? I bet he can run, like, super fast.

[12winged_dealer]

[He's been flying around/walking when he catches two things - somebody reading, and a familiar scent. That of Gwenivier. He remembered the lady, and was very amused at this terribly horrid attempt at reading aloud. He settled behind them in a flap of wings, then sent them away so as not to cause to much distraction.]

My lady guide and... [He pauses, working through the other scent]... her companion.

[protecteurdelac]

[He notices far before he lands/approaches, but he won't make a move to actually acknowledge him until he addresses Guinevere and himself. He nods respectfully at this man, watching their interaction closely. If you cause problems for Guin then he'll have to intervene :|]

[royalrack]

[ The wings were the first thing to catch her attention and judging by the fact that she smiles, he is not a threat ]

Ah..

[12winged_dealer]

[He smiles faintly and approaches with stately grace, his arms folded into the open sleeves of his doctor's Gi.]

Is this your guardian, lady?