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milliways_bar2007-10-07 10:28 pm
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It is rather fortunate that Tristran and Yvaine have not been turned into animals - who knows what sort of strange ruckus the two of them might have caused as animals with very little inhibitions.
Besides, Tristran already knows exactly how it feels to be an animal, and he can't say he enjoys it very much. He's rather glad that chapter in his life is gone and done.
There are two glasses of water on their table, and Tristran has an arm draped around the star. The couple have been out of the bar, doing what they do best (which, basically, is nothing productive) and are back tonight for even more nothingness and are very much botherable if you are so inclined to meet their acquaintance.
Besides, Tristran already knows exactly how it feels to be an animal, and he can't say he enjoys it very much. He's rather glad that chapter in his life is gone and done.
There are two glasses of water on their table, and Tristran has an arm draped around the star. The couple have been out of the bar, doing what they do best (which, basically, is nothing productive) and are back tonight for even more nothingness and are very much botherable if you are so inclined to meet their acquaintance.
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She is a star. He's known this ever since they first met. But the fact that she is a star escapes him every now and then because all he's come to know about her has simply centred around her being Yvaine.
Whether or not she is simply the boring human girl who lives next door to him, or the most magnificent celestial being he's ever seen - it doesn't matter in the least. He loves her most ardently because of who she is, not what.
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A shrug and a smile, utterly unrepentant.
"I am thinking that we'd get dreadfully bored otherwise."
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"She is."
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"Last time I checked, at least."
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"Well, must be quite a fine tale o''ow ye two came to know each other then. Let me buy yer next round o'drinks or 'rhaps dinner if ye'll tell me the tale."
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The story of how they met is an interesting one, that's for sure. There really are no other words to describe it, unless you count 'strange', 'wtf' and 'uhhh...' to the list.
It might require a lot more than just one round of drinks.
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Tristran's easy like that sometimes.
"I will pass myself," she adds. "Though I do thank you kindly for the offer."
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"Anythin' in particular ye like or just ask Lady Bar to surprise us?"
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Right, so, okay. He's the sort who really likes his food. But it's Milliways, a place where they serve the very best. Can he really be blamed?
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He's free to like it all she wants - just as long as the only time she's forced to eat it is when Tobias shoves it in her mouth.
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They're quite charming together and do make Will miss Molly a bit and worry about her coming to Nottingham, which makes him look a bit older and tired for a moment.
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It doesn't take him too long to see the slightly tired expression on the other man's face. Curiosity, laced with a subtle concern leads him to ask, "Are you quite all right, Will?"
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"Though you do look troubled."
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"Just tax time in Nottingham is all. Truly naught for ye to worry 'bout."
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She doesn't know the stories herself - she's been raised on either the ones that she has seen for herself or on the ones that her sisters invented for her - and she doesn't quite understand the technicalities of any of the things that they're discussing.
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"Aye, an Prince John is givin' 'im 'xtra men, thinkin' might ask folks 'ere for aide."
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It might be unlike him to ask such a question, but time and experience has created a hero out of the young man.
"And how many men do you think you'll need?"
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This would be known as Yvaine biding her time - not necessarily due to any aversion to helping, but rather due to the 'not discussing this nor including your star-shaped girlfriend' factor.
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"Aye, it 'as, e'erytime feels like there's a moment to rest, somethin' else 'appens. Na sure, troops thirty men with crossbows or pikes an a Knight come to make 'is name."
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"Bows and arrows too, though I can't say I'm any good with that."
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Let the men talk about things, then.
Very well.
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"Forgive me for takin' yer man 'way, milady. Just grateful for any who know the use o'a sword an would be willin' to aid Nottingham."
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But...he's not going to volunteer her assistance as well. He can't. He couldn't even bear the thought of losing her, especially in some place that isn't their home.
"I'll only be gone for a bit," he says, voice low. "You could stay here. There's a lot you could do..." (He basically knows his efforts will be useless.)
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