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[sirbeaumains]

Outside the Orkneys' cottage, Gareth is leaning against the wall, his knees drawn up to his chest. He looks almost-- an indeed, it may be safer to presume he's not even capable of the expression-- thoughtful.

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[littlebetter]

"Hey, lad," Gaheris says, softly, putting a hand on his shoulder.

[sirbeaumains]

He starts. "--hi!"

[littlebetter]

"You all right?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Yeah! You just startled me."

[tomboy_22]

She's been hunting - and she's thirsty. The rabbits (no way in hell she's going for deer) are at her side, and she's sensing human activity, enough to warrant her curiosity and lead her to the Orkney cottage.

"Oh." She pauses. "Well, hello there."

T: So, did Gareth show up the next day, or not?

[sirbeaumains]

Typist: I'd imagine so. He tends to keep his word.

He's on his feet at once. "My lady-- er."

[tomboy_22]

Anita quirks a grin. "Who you talkin' to, Gareth? No lady here, just Blake."

T: Alright. We're assuming Anita gave up on Judo and they only sparred, then?

[sirbeaumains]

Typist: Sure--! Or that it's later the first day. Whichever you prefer.

"Right," he says sheepishly. "I forgot."