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Marian's sitting in the bar with a tea service, a shiny security badge and, if not a smile, a tired but relaxed expression.

Given that her last twelve hours have been a hell (involved her house being burned down, she and her father arrested then installed under house arrest in Nottingham, her--Robin being dead and then not, the sheriff is making an army of mercenaries, and she said she wouldn't run away and play house in the forest twice for two different reasons) she's doing remarkably better than the last two appearances she put in.

There are magazines next to her, but she's presently watching the residents of the bar.

Company would never be amiss.

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Soft smile as someone familiar sat down near her. Kate's back in original non-demony flavor.

"Hi, Marian."

Edited 2008-08-01 02:51 (UTC)

"Kate." That whole not-smiling part just became a lie.

"It's so good to see you. Tea?"

"Please, thank you. Good to see you too, and I'm so sorry about everything. Really screwed things up."

Marian poured her a cup and held it out.

"How is all of that?"

She accepted the tea, and had a sip.

"The whole thing with Brand, the spell, the demon possession. All of it."

Marian considered her expression over her tea cup.

"You are better now, correct?"

"Better than I was, sure. Just healing, and taking it easy. Will and I went to a festival in a friend's universe, and we're going to a couple of quiet places to vacation and recuperate."

"That's what matters then." Marian's face softened looking at her. "The rest of the past is the past."

"Right..." She glanced away since it was hard to let go, and it scarred her deeply.

That part Marian gets, but she can make the apology part very easy. Life sucked. Life sucked a lot. Here and elsewhere.

But today had affixed something deeper to her.

Kate was alive, and that was a good enough reason.

"How's Will doing?"

She sipped more of her tea, and shrugged, "Getting better too. Going a little overboard with the protectiveness and help, but can't blame him. He couldn't do much then, and wants to make up for it."

That makes her smile fondly and nod. It would be very him.

"Would you tell him I send my greetings?"

"I will," she nodded, and as her left hand moved over the table, there was a flash of blue coming from her ring finger. The bar lights were reflecting off of a blue stone set in a silver swirled band there.

Which gets noticed.

"That's very lovely."

She glanced down, and then touched the ring slightly, "Will got this for me at the festival. A promise of someday as he calls it."

Marian's expression softened again and she reached out a hand. "I'm very glad you the both of you."

She touched her hand, and nodded, "Thank you. It's nothing we want to consider just yet. Too young, and he doesn't even want to think about it until the king returns. My world's never going to be that safe really, but his world needs to be safer. Well, you'd understand that better than anybody, right?"

Marian's smile faded, but there was something gentler around her features, more honest than a smile could be, as she nodded.

"I told Robin the same thing an hour ago," she said with a trifle of amusement in her voice.

Kate blinked at that, ".....You did? Really? What did he say?" This might call for hot cocoa and cookies for girl sharing news time.

"He didn't like it," Marian said, with a grin, even if it was tinged with the fact she was glad he didn't call her back to change her mind and slightly sad he hadn't.

"He wants me to leave Nottingham at once, and run away with him, so he can keep me protected."

As if she hadn't been the one to take on three people with swords only this morning without a weapon herself. Silly, arrogant outlaw.

Her silly arrogant outlaw.

Kate snorted, and shook her head, "Boys... they really don't change. Like ever. And most of the time they need *our* protection."

Marian smirked, looking over and up.

"And they'll never admit it, even after you've saved them."

"Pretty much. Took a couple of saves before my friend Eli even would acknowledge it at all."

Marian just shook her head, in a very small movement, even though it made her smile. "In time, perhaps, they all will."

"Yeah, maybe, and they might even act mature for once too."