http://thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] thinkbetterofme.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-10-18 03:51 pm
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Stables - Monday Afternoon

Baru had somehow not needed an explanation as to whom he was. That either proved that Baru was a rather smart horse or even in this form, Faramir was still himself or at least he smelled like himself. Admittedly, he was curious now but the one person he knew to ask was not immediately approachable.

Which was perhaps the reason Faramir was exactly where he was at this moment; sitting on a pile of hay in Baru's stable with a storybook and poetry book and the schematics from today's class scattered beside him. The schematics were giving him a headache, but this was closer as to why he was here and his stubborn streak had reared its head, refusing to let him put the notes to rest.

[Open stables, open post. Sulky ranger is sulky, but stubborn to ignore it.]

[identity profile] boho-to-be.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Rules?" Christian asked. "It seems like chaos is the rule -- that, and that everything bad wears off eventually."

[identity profile] boho-to-be.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"It would be worse if we didn't have our memories," Christian had to agree. "I like my body, but I'd rather be without it than without my mind."

[identity profile] boho-to-be.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just chance," Christian answered, looking a little embarrassed. "Actually -- I like to explore when I'm thinking. I'd made plans with a young lady for tonight, and I'm trying to decide how to explain the situation to her. Or should I just show up and see how it goes?"

[identity profile] boho-to-be.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"All good points," Christian agreed. "If I just didn't show up, she might think I didn't like her -- and that's not true at all."

[identity profile] boho-to-be.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll try to just go see her, first," Christian decided. "... 'one of those telephones.' You aren't from this time either?"