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Caspian X ([personal profile] the_seafarer) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-07-27 01:55 pm
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In the stables

Taking a quick lunch break from work, Caspian settles himself on a hay bale and unfolds the sandwich Bar had given him that morning, with a smile. He has hay in his hair, which is promptly rumpled by Corella's nuzzling him to find a carrot.

"This one is mine," he tells her, amused. "I already gave you lunch."

His sandwich finished, he heads into the bar for a quick drink before getting back to work.
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[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Ivy was curled up in a booth with a steaming cup of tea, just listening to the sounds of the bar. She noticed Caspian's color and smiled faintly to herself but didn't move.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
She'd probably notice his smell too, once he gets closer to her--hay and horses and fresh grass. Especially once he takes his lunch and drink over to her booth and settles in across from her with a smile.

"Good day, Ivy."

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've been in the stables," she remarked with a contented smile. He made her happy, just by being around, and it showed.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aye," he says, smiling back at her. "I have a job there now, working with the horses. It has been keeping me quite busy."

But never too busy to come speak to you.

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"A king working the in the stables?" Ivy grinned. "It sounds like something out of a fable."
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"My whole life is out of a fable," he teases. "Besides, I'm not a king here, am I? I like making myself useful, now that the Hope is finished."

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps not the king here, but still a king," Ivy corrected. "When shall we go sailing again?"
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whenever you like," he declares, taking a sip of his drink. "And tell me, what has been keeping you busy these past days?"

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"More of the same. I have been studying some." Daydreaming. Perhaps pining for home a bit. "I wish that I had something to honestly keep me busy. At home, I had chores and helped care for the children, but here I often feel idle."
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
She doesn't say anything and keeps her voice light, but Caspian thinks he detects a hint of...something...in her voice when she speak of home.

"You still cannot get through." It isn't a question, of course not. If she could go, she would, right?

"Well, we shall have to find you some sort of employment, I think," he tells her cheerfully, brightening his voice in hopes of cheering her.

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have not tried," Ivy admitted. "Not since I first arrived." There could be any number of reasons why, but she didn't reveal any of them, not just then.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
His brow furrows and he frowns slightly at her.

"Have not tried? But why? I thought--don't you want to return home?"

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"What manner of employment do you think I could find?" she asked, changing the subject and her expression abruptly.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He sighs, and promises himself he will try again later.

"There's a garden out back," he offers, instead. "It's is large and beautiful. Perhaps you could help with it?"

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think perhaps I would enjoy that," Ivy smiled. "What sort of plants grow there?"
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"The only ones I've seen have been giant pumpkins," he smiles. "But there are a great many other that I could not tell you the names of. The...man...who works the garden is called Hagrid, and he is a friend to me."

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"You are good to me," Ivy declared seemingly randomly, sitting up straighter and then leaning forward against the table. "I am beginning to think you might like me." She smiled, coy.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" he asks, feigning surprise. "Then I shall have to be more cautious. It would not do for a stableboy such as myself to act too fondly towards you, my lady."

He gets up and slides into her side of the booth, and regards her with a smile, though his voice is serious. "You must watch out for yourself."

[identity profile] blind-courage.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He was suddenly close, and Ivy's breath caught in her throat for a second as she beamed back at him.

"Ah, but you are no mere stableboy," she replied, reaching for one of his hands and threading their fingers together.
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[personal profile] the_seafarer 2005-07-27 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Her hand warm in his, he kisses her cheek lightly.

"No," he agrees, smiling. "I am not. I am a king, and you are my lady. So perhaps I am not so dangerous after all."
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