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sixwordstories2013-03-05 11:32 am
learnedloyalty) wrote in sixwordstories2013-03-05 11:32 am
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There are no fairytale legends here.
Because you no longer believe in them or you've forgotten where to look?
*Both, really. But he's only saying this to protect Robin; his ego has to be cut down when it gets too big.*
Because it is a childish notion, Locksley. The world is more real than legends; legends get injured, they die. All of that praise will go to your head and make you think yourself invincible.
Because it is a childish notion, Locksley. The world is more real than legends; legends get injured, they die. All of that praise will go to your head and make you think yourself invincible.
[Robin frowns, shaking his head.]
I don't think myself invincible, Guy. I know all too well that I can get injured, that dying is a possibility. It brings them comfort, having someone to champion for, Guy. Who am I to take that away from them?
I don't think myself invincible, Guy. I know all too well that I can get injured, that dying is a possibility. It brings them comfort, having someone to champion for, Guy. Who am I to take that away from them?
I have long stopped believing in fairytales.
No, but you are feeding this legend. If you are taken away entirely, they will have no hope at all. You have been taking too many risks.
*With all that he sees on the inside, he worries, he can't help it. It's so many secrets, so much depending on whether or not he can field suspicion or be in the right place at the right time so that their plan succeeds. And that means that Robin gets an earful from him sometimes.*
*With all that he sees on the inside, he worries, he can't help it. It's so many secrets, so much depending on whether or not he can field suspicion or be in the right place at the right time so that their plan succeeds. And that means that Robin gets an earful from him sometimes.*
Some people here would have the public believe otherwise.
Quite true.
[And another him? What in God's name was going on?]
[And another him? What in God's name was going on?]
*That scowl that crosses his face is not meant for her* I think you know who.
"You're right, fairytales should only exist in books. Unfortunately that doesn't stop people from hopelessly dreaming for that perfect ending." She agreed as she continued to sharpen her knives.
*Oh. Well, then.*
*He just stares at his double and then takes the man and slams him against the wall, holding his arm across his shoulders and throat.
Who are you? What kind of game is this? Tell me!
*He just stares at his double and then takes the man and slams him against the wall, holding his arm across his shoulders and throat.
Who are you? What kind of game is this? Tell me!
"And only to be disappointed when it is not the case. People are foolish."
No. You know. Do not play the fool with me, Marian, you know who I am talking about.
The more you talk about him the more of a legend he becomes. [Marian!Logic]
Agreed. But what can you do about fools?" She glanced up at him, knife being re-inserted into her ankle sheath. Then she started sharpening her throwing daggers.
[Guy nearly had the breath knocked out of him by the other man.]
What in God's name are you doing? This is no game, I assure you! We are the same. I don't know how.....we just are.
What in God's name are you doing? This is no game, I assure you! We are the same. I don't know how.....we just are.
*Which doesn't help that he is nearly as obsessed with Hood as the Sheriff is. But being called on it just makes him more irritated. He turns away from her, folding his arms.*
This is hardly my doing.
This is hardly my doing.
You can stop. Ignore him and surely he will disappear. [She's trying to get Robin safe...Not that it'll do much]
[Robin scoffs, just barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes.]
I do not take too many risks! I know what I'm doing, Guy. Don't worry so much.
[He hates it when Guy worries like this, he hates getting that earful from him, especially since all it does is make him want to rebel more. That might just be lingering emotions from the days of getting yelled at by his father.]
I do not take too many risks! I know what I'm doing, Guy. Don't worry so much.
[He hates it when Guy worries like this, he hates getting that earful from him, especially since all it does is make him want to rebel more. That might just be lingering emotions from the days of getting yelled at by his father.]
Of course he wasn't discussing anything secret with her. He didn't trust her and he also wasn't impressed. "There is always killing them."
No. There is one of me, not two. You are an impostor, now tell me who you are!
"That seems a little harsh for those who simply think like fools. But everyone has their methods." She chuckled softly, tapping the edge of the throwing knife in her hand.
"Those who act on their foolishness must get a much worse punishment than death then?"
"Those who act on their foolishness must get a much worse punishment than death then?"
*Logically, he does know the danger of telling Robin not to do something. He brushes a hand through his hair and turns to face Robin with his arms folded again.*
One of us must. And you do let this go to your head, your desire to be loved.
*He steps closer, making a conscious effort to put aside his emotions. He keeps his eyes down until he reaches out and slides his hands down Robin's arms.* Your peasants aren't the only ones who love you, Locksley.
One of us must. And you do let this go to your head, your desire to be loved.
*He steps closer, making a conscious effort to put aside his emotions. He keeps his eyes down until he reaches out and slides his hands down Robin's arms.* Your peasants aren't the only ones who love you, Locksley.
Ignore him? No, hardly possible. That would only give him free rein.
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