The Deck, Saturday Morning

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

The deck near the dorms was, for all intents and purposes, completely normal. The only thing that might have seemed even remotely out of place was the fact that there was a palomino horse (of course, of course) on the aforementioned deck. The horse wore a jaunty hat and seemed quite interested in the business section of the morning paper.

There was a cup of hot coffee next to him, but how he'd procured it and how he intended to drink it (if, indeed, he did intend to drink it) was a mystery.

[OOC: Edmund is Mister Ed and open deck is open! I've gone to bed, SP tonight! Deck's all yours.]

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[wannabehunter]

Jo hadn't noticed anything in particular out of the ordinary this morning. At least not until she got out onto the deck and noticed the horse.

The horse in a hat. "Are you a student or a teacher?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Ed normally didn't talk to anyone other than Wilbur (he thought it was funnier that way), but he was for all intents and purposes on vacation, so the self-imposed rules didn't count.

"Hello," Mister Ed greeted, looking up from his paper. "I'm Mister Ed."

[wannabehunter]

Jo processed the whole talking horse thing remarkably quickly, all things considered.

"I'm Jo. Jo Harvelle," she said, with only a minimum of staring. "Mister Ed you say?"

There was a very good chance she was going to need to take some pictures this weekend.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"That's me," Mister Ed nodded. Okay, it was more flailing of the head in random directions, but it might have been taken as a nod. "I've never met a girl named Jo before. Are you sure you're really named Jo or are you horsing around? It's okay if you are. I horse around all the time."

The palomino seemed far too pleased with himself for that pun.

[wannabehunter]

Jo's laughing so hard she couldn't breathe was purely a result of the masterful pun. Purely.

"It's short for Joanna," she managed after a while. "I'm not sure horsing around all the time is very stable."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Mister Ed snorted and chuckled. You know, as talking horses do. "I don't know about girls named Jo, but it's a fine pleasure to meet you, Joanna." He leaned down to pick up the edge of the newspaper in his teeth and turn the page. "I don't suppose you know where I can find some oats and carrots. The way this newspaper talks about the economy, I don't think I can find some poor sap to put me up for the night."

[wannabehunter]

"Nice to meet you too, Mister Ed." So getting photos of this. "I'm pretty sure there's a stable around somewhere on the campus. Near the flight shed I think."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"That saves looking for a place to eat and sleep. I don't suppose you bake pies too? Carol would bake pies. She's the best woman a man could have around, so Wilbur says." Not that he was eyeing up Fandom as a regular weekend getaway or anything.

[wannabehunter]

Jo shook her head. "Not much of a baker," she said. "But luckily there's J,GOBs for that. They do a damn fine apple pie."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You're full of useful information, Joanna. For that, you can have my coffee. I didn't even spit in it."

[wannabehunter]

"Thanks," Jo said, taking the coffee, since if you couldn't trust a talking horse who was quite possibly a King of Narnia when he was at home, who could you trust?

"So I'm guessing you're not from around here."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You guess right, Joanna. I'm a loooong way from home. I'm not sure how I got here, but any vacation is a good vacation. I'll find my way back. I always do. Are you a local?"

[wannabehunter]

"For the last three years," Jo nodded. "We get a lot of drop ins around here."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I don't suppose you'd know where a horse can get a drink around here?"

[wannabehunter]

"There's Caritas, down in the town."

Bad Jo, corrupting a horse.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Well, I know what I'm doing tonight. Guess I'd better find the stables and get some oats and take a nap beforehand."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was busily planning a route to look for super villains, and thinking of excuses to give later for where Dick had gone. (Robin can multi-task in his head because he's the Boy Wonder).

But his train of thought was thrown a bit when he saw the horse. With a hat. That was so cute!

He grinned at the horse. It must have gotten out of the stable somehow.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"What are you looking at, junior?" Mister Ed asked the grinning boy.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin started, and gaped. "Holy peanut butter!" he cried. "A talking horse!" Unless it was a trick. Maybe the Joker was up to something.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You've never heard a talking horse before? Maybe you should start listening a little closer."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"You mean all horses can talk?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't know. I haven't asked them all. Have you?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

A horse with a jaunty hat reading the paper. Either this was a trick, or this was one of Blondie's horses from back home. "Anything good in the paper?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Have you read it lately?" Mister Ed asked. "Nothing but sad news and even more sad stock prospects."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

So it was a talking horse. "You have an interest in stocks?" he asked. hey, it could be someone who was an accountant.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Who doesn't? Retirement isn't going to pay for itself, you know. Wilbur might be providing for me in his will, if things go my way, but it doesn't hurt to have some investments up your sleeve to keep the oats and carrots flowing."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Wilbur?" he asked. "Well, yeah, you better have something up your sleeve before you're put out to pasture. Retirement's not an easy thing."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Nobody's putting me out to pasture except me," he pointed out. "But when I'm ready, I'm going to be living in the lap of luxury. All because I thought about my stocks while I'm young."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"That's true. I should think about stocks..."

Jack now had A Plan, to check stocks that were good today, and invest in them when he was back in his own time.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Don't go for those high risk ventures," Mister Ed suggested. "If you get greedy, you'll lose everything. Nice, stable and a steady increase and you'll get your money's worth. Unless it's someone else's money, in which case go for your life."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I'm not afraid of a gamble. I like to take chances." Jack Burton. Gambler of Life.