007 || [Location:Taxon Library/Accidental Visual] || Seven For Avalon

Mar 21, 2011 20:48

Corwin has definitely learned his lesson in “be careful what you wish for,” and instead of wandering the city aimlessly and complaining about how dull it is here (or hacking at trees), he’s managed to find something to occupy himself with ( Read more... )

{ corwin barimen, { spencer reid, { alexis castle, { amy pond

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle March 25 2011, 07:17:35 UTC
Denial was working wonders as motivation as far as Alexis Castle was concerned. In a few short weeks she'd already begun writing up her own curriculum based on what she remembered of her English syllabus and while the Taxon library's books were a hodgepodge, she'd found enough to occupy herself.

At least for a few days, and now she was back, her arms already full of books. There were only two more on the list that she needed, and there was one of them. On the shelf above her head.

Alexis eyed the shelf, the load in her arms, and the shelf again. She could probably manage without stopping to get the ladder. So intent was she on finishing her task that Alexis didn't even notice the presence of the cigarette smoking man not too far away who could probably help. Instead, she reached up on tiptoe, fingertips brushing the book. Another half inch or so... She strained for the last bit of length and overbalanced, books toppling out of her arms and onto the floor with a loud clatter.

[ooc: oh no this isn't going to be trippy and mood ( ... )

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 12 2011, 16:24:40 UTC
Alexis smiled tentatively, offering Corwin back his chair. "Not really. My dad's a writer, so I get to see all the stuff he researches." Like how to escape being ducttaped to a chair. "If what he researches looks interesting, I try it."

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 13 2011, 23:36:34 UTC
"That's one way to do it," Corwin shrugged and put his chair back in place, returning to it and idly turning a few more pages in his book, thoughts obviously elsewhere.

Then, out of nowhere--

"How's your fencing?"

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 15 2011, 06:06:21 UTC
She had turned back to her books, trying to decide if she was being overambitious or not ambitious enough, when the question came out of nowhere. Alexis turned back, perplexed. "My instructor says my footwork is good, but that I get too carried away." That was, all things considered, not surprising. Her grandmother had a tendency to get carried away, and so did her dad. It was probably genetic. "Why?"

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 16 2011, 07:39:29 UTC
That brought a smile to his face--of course she would. The young often tended to get carried away. Who knew how many times Benedict had had to say that to his siblings as he trained them? With some, probably, more than others. Random came rather rapidly to mind.

So he ignored the incredulous "why" and went back to the first statement. Why, exactly, he was even thinking this...

"I could fix that." No, it certainly wouldn't last very long around him. He'd been fencing to survive for longer than her entire family had been alive, and that was always the best motivator.

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 16 2011, 18:26:34 UTC
Her brow furrowed in a confused frown at Corwin's response. She had gone to the library for books, not for a fencing instructor, but if he was offering (and Alexis was pretty certain there weren't that many ways to interpret 'I could fix that'), why shouldn't she say yes. It wasn't like she could keep up with fencing from a book.

"You could?" She tilted her head, confusion turning to curiosity. "You know how to fence?"

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 18 2011, 03:00:45 UTC
"Don't sound so surprised. It's not entirely uncommon, believe it or not." So maybe it was and that was a lie, but it didn't exactly matter. He was, perhaps, not the easiest or greatest teacher, but he was experienced and offering and that was what counted.

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 18 2011, 06:30:27 UTC
"It was pretty uncommon back home," Alexis couldn't help pointing out, but a hopeful smile was lighting up her face. "Would you really teach me?

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 22 2011, 08:26:02 UTC
"What is the world coming to." Admittedly, it wasn't required on a lot of Earths for survival as it had been in his, but still. There was a finesse to these things and it was saddening in a way that it was being lost slowly to the deterioration of time.

"I would," he relented, not really sure why. "Though I have to warn you, it's been a while since I've done it in any formal setting."

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 23 2011, 03:40:41 UTC
That wasn't really a question. Nor was it something she could really answer. It was more like the sort of thing her dad (or her grandma) would say when things changed. So she shrugged. "I'm assigning myself homework out of the library, Mr. Corwin. I don't think 'formal' matters."

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 24 2011, 03:44:59 UTC
"You say that now," he countered with one of those "looks" that kids knew rather intimately. "Wait until we're actually sparring and I miss." Or got overexcited and forgot to pull back. He could do some serious damage without realizing it if he wasn't careful.

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 24 2011, 03:53:20 UTC
Given that Alexis was used to being the responsible one, getting the look instead of giving it was change, and she bit back on a giggle. "I think that's why they invented padding." And blunted foils, but that part was obvious.

Right?

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 24 2011, 03:56:34 UTC
"Padding doesn't neccesarily prevent bruises." Especially if there was force behind the blow, and he was especially good at that. "But, I guess if you're willing to risk it, it's your own fault if you don't get yourself out of the way."

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 24 2011, 04:14:43 UTC
Alexis smiled widely, not realizing just how easily she wore the unconscious overconfidence of youth. "I wouldn't have taken up fencing if I were afraid of bruises," she pointed out. She hesitated for a moment, as if suddenly afraid of sounding overeager. "When would be best for you?"

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[location: Taxon Library] patternal April 25 2011, 05:50:29 UTC
That snort may have been just a little bit un-gentlemanly, but it got his point across--the vaguest hints of amusement and surprise that he'd managed to walk right into that one. He shrugged the whole thing off, though, with a gruff "point taken," and paused for a moment to pretend to think. It wasn't as if his schedule were exactly filled with so many things to do that he had to fight to find stray bits of time that he could throw together into something resembling a decent lesson time. He just wanted to appear that way. Make this seem like more a favor than it really was.

"Afternoons are mostly free."

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[location: Taxon Library] littlestcastle April 25 2011, 19:01:18 UTC
Her smile becomes positively gleeful at the grudging agreement, and Alexis all but bounces at the assent. So she's a little over enthusiastic. She's in high school; she's allowed to be.

"Afternoons work." She extends a hand to him for a handshake. "Thank you, Mr. Corwin."

Honestly, how can anyone stay grumpy in the face of that much obvious glee?

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