The Preserve's edge: Saturday night

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

A cheerful fire was crackling away just at the edge of the Preserve, where it could probably be seen from the dorms. It was safer here, away from the dry underbrush, and Galahad could watch the stables. Which was important in case anyone else appeared there over night.

There was a half-naked bard curled up next to him, one who was fast asleep with a stomach full of roasted bunny, his head pillowed on Galahad's mail shirt. It didn't look at all comfortable, but he'd accepted that his new-found companion was far from normal.

Galahad leaned back against a tree, his sword naked beside him, and stared at the stars that weren't his stars. He was alert to any danger, but for the most part was relaxing in the warmth from the fire.

Gawain, the horse he'd stolen borrowed was hobbled and grazing close by (Trenor was getting very annoyed with this whole thing, and he wanted his stall now), and there was even some left over bunny, should anyone happen to wander by in need of dinner.

[ooc: completely open, and Chaucer and his near nudity modded with permission.]

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Salt? Really?" That got a small chuckle out of Mary, who just hunched her shoulders and folded her arms around herself. The rabbit was good, and she hadn't eaten all day, but, really, she wasn't hungry in the slightest. "I guess that makes sense. Sorry, no one really hunts where I'm from."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Really. You just sprinkle a handful on the ground and wait." He clapped his hands lightly together. "And you have bunnies."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Mary's arms wrapped a little tighter and she viewed where the pieces of meat were with a very different eye. "You don't...hunt the bunnies, do you? The...baby ones?" She felt her stomach (or something possibly very near it) turn. "I mean, you just kill the adult ones, right?"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

His smile faded. "Of course. And usually only bucks, otherwise you'd run out of rabbits," he said. "You do not look well."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

That didn't cover the half of it.

"It's been...a really....interesting day."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"I have been having one of those as well."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Mary, for the sake of risking the sin of pride (what else did she have to lose at this point) doubted that Galahad's could have been any worse, and gave him a skeptical look that, even through the faint light of the fire, would express exactly as much.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Woke up in a strange stable, with no idea where I am or where my comrades or my leader are. I don't know how I got here or how I'm to get home, and my only companion is a half-naked bard."

And he'd behaved like an honourless barbarian, but he doubted that would bring Mary any comfort to know.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Well, he had Mary on the whole bit about a stable and the half-naked companion thing, but she was pretty sure her news of the day trumped that. What with the facing the eternal fires of Hell and what not. There was a problem with the fact, however, that she wasn't exactly keen on mentioning that. "Wow," she said, a little lifelessly. "I guess that is pretty bad."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Bad? Maybe. I've lived through worse. But it is interesting." He leaned forward to add some more wood to the fire.