Puffin A1 Wed. Afternoon

[grand_fallguy]

After my earlier wanderings, I returned to my bunk, and found a postcard on the mattress.

I looked at the picture. Chinese countryside. T'ing. I debated not reading it.

"Dear Tim,

Your mother told me what happened, please write and let me know how things are.

T'ing"

That's it. no Love, no Sincerely, no Your Friend. Just, T'ing. Okay so it's a postcard, how mushy can those things be?

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[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"So, the whole hiding in Sherwood thing is still going on?" he asked. He looked around at the trees and listened as the wind blew through them. He imagined there could be Fae here, speaking as the leaves rustled. When the clouds rolled over it got rather dark, and he remembered the vision Hobson had shown him. Where not only good things could hide in the dark. He shivered slightly.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"Prince John thought to take the throne again. Then, King Richard died and I helped to put his son, Phillip, on the throne of England. In doing so, I made no friends of Prince John and the Sheriff of Nottingham."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"from what I've heard," tim said. "John and the Sheriff wren't too good at making friends anyway. Did your dad teach you all that stuff he's famous for? The archery, fighting, hiding in the woods?"

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn's face lit up.

"My father did teach me a lot, and then so did Will Scarlett and Friar Tuck and others of the Merry Men." She smiled at him. "They taught me to listen to the forest and what it tells me. They taught me archery, sword-fighting and how to fight with daggers and how to throw them."

She blushed. "Is this what they call small talk or do you really want to know about me?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I guess it could be considered small talk." tim said. he squeezed her shoulder a bit. "But I really do want to know about you. Plus I like how you smile when you talk about stuff."

He pondered a bit. "I should probably learn how to use a sword."

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

The pleasure in her eyes at his words was very clear to see.

"I... I could teach you."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

He smiled, both at her verbal reaction, and her nonverbal one. "I'd like that." He sat for a moment, just enjoying her company.

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

Gwynn was very much aware of Tim sitting close to her and she found that she rather liked this feeling. She turned her face to look at him, pleased that his hand was still on her shoulder.

"I heard you tell Adella that night that you were a grand champion or something?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim snickered. "The official title, is Dread and Puissant Champion of the Fae. They like titles I think. Mostly it involved mediating disputes before they made the mortals uncomfortable enough to exile them again. Though twice now it's meant fighting monsters." you ain't seen nothing yet tim

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"What gives mortals the right to exile the Fae?" She asked in bewilderment. "Monsters? Have monsters attacked you?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"They stopped believing in them." Tim said. "When they came to America, it became uncouth, and silly to believe in such things. And so the Fae got kind of shunted into a place called the leeside. Not long ago they started finding their way back."

he shuddered. "Well Adella I count as a monster. The other one, I fought back home. The worst kind of monster. A human being who did god knows what to children. He got into the leeside and his appearance changed to match his soul."