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[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Today Archie is not on duty. Today he is sprawled happily on one of the couches with his tea and a book. He looks mighty comfy. He looks like he might enjoy some company.



((OOM: And the mun is off to work. Will tag from there. Slowtimes are Love.))

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[the_lioness]

Someone hangs over the back of the couch and ruffles his hair.

"Good book?"

Oh, dear. It has been a while since Archie and Alanna saw each other, hasn't it? In this universe, at least.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

She looks funny up-side down.

"Hello. Oh..."

A funny look crosses his face and he closes the book, sitting up straighter.

"Hello m'lady. Er... it doesn't compare with fair company in the flesh, I assure you."

[the_lioness]

"What's this about fair flesh?" She teases, flopping over the back of the couch and landing ungracefully beside him. "I've missed you, Archie."

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

He chuckles softly, pulling her into a little half-hug.

"I've missed you too, dearest."

Well he has. For reference, he's also wearing jeans and a soft cream button-down shirt. And the sword.

"You look much better than you did last I saw you."

[the_lioness]

Alanna rests her head on his shoulder and squeezes him back with more strength than previously exhibited. Her own jeans and black sweater look remarkably unrumpled, but her boots are liberally dotted with mud.

She blinks at the sword.

"Do I? I feel better." A pause. "Have you always had that sword?"

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

"Yes you do."

His hand wanders to the hilt of the blade. It is heavier than his old Navy sabre, ancient and beautiful in a violent sort of way with a smoke dark blade, and gold and red serpenst twining on the hilt.

"I had to go fetch it from the Dreaming so that Svava and I could be wed properly."

His voice is soft, it wasn't as easy as all that.

[the_lioness]

"It's beautiful," she murmurs reverently. "Dangerous."

Alanna tears her gaze away from the blade, eyes searching his face.

"Oh, Archie. Somehow I don't think it was nearly as simple as you make it seem. Not for a sword like this. What happened?"

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

Then company he shall have, in the form of Sharpe and son.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie grins in welcome, offering his hand to the boy.

"Afternoon lads, how've things been?"

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"Well as they could be", Sharpe answers, dropping easily onto the couch and setting the boy down next to him. "You?"

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie snorts softly.

"Honestly, I'm getting a bit anxious for the wedding. I don't want anything to happen to delay it between now and the time we do get wed."

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"You set a final date yet?"

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

He sighs softly.

"It was supposed to have been the twenty forst of last month, but I was rather gone for that. The problem now is rescheduling."

And the mun's respective work schedules.

[oh-frak-me.livejournal.com]

*Starbuck saunters over and plops down next to him*

Am not.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie blinks over at her.

"You're not what?"

[oh-frak-me.livejournal.com]

Worthy of Lee.

*She smirks contentedly. She's worked it out in her head and she is not going to get run over this time*

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

"Yes you are."

No debating.

[oh-frak-me.livejournal.com]

*She sets her jaw. She had hoped that a calm statement of fact would work, but clearly that's not to be*

You don't know him.

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie eyes her calmly, sipping his tea.

"No, but I know you"

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Good book?

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

Archie grins.

"Miss Delia, how have you been?"

He glances down at the page he's on.

"I've read it before, so it's not nearly as interesting as someone so charming as yourself."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

[a little smile]

I'm alright. Yourself?

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

"Getting better."

The bindings on the wounds he got from the Quest are minimal now, mostly to keep the balms from rubbing off. He'll still have some nice new scars though.

"I'm a bit anxious for the wedding, truly."

[eldorne-girl.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[prone-to-panic.livejournal.com]

He laughs a little.

"It's rather out of my hands. I'm afraid. I'm just waiting for Svava to send Jason to find me one day, my uniform in hand, to tell me that I'd better get ready or I'll be late."