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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 15, 2012 16:11:34 GMT -5
Robin Hood sat quietly on the forest floor, alone and swimming with her usual day to day conflicts. The tree she'd been leaning against fitted the curve of her back perfectly and the small shrub in front of her made excellent cover. All she needed now was something to shoot at, preferably something she and a few of her "Merry Men", as the towns people liked to call them, could eat. She'd taken off her disguise (a poorly made mustache and goatee), and laid it in a satin pouch that had been fastened to her belt. For once, it seemed like everything was what it should be.
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 1:36:48 GMT -5
It 'seemed'. That was the key word. A hooded figure made her way quickly through the woods. She had ran off-path and now, walking at a quick pace rather to save energy, she glanced back to the direction she had run from. She needed to find a shelter before nightfall. The figure walked some time before suddenly freezing mid-step. She had spotted another and was only about ten paces from the first. The hooded figure swore under her breath and turned to leave praying the other didn't sense her presence....
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 7:31:55 GMT -5
Something was moving a few feet west of Her. Robin lifted her bow ready for whatever came into her line of fire. Whatever it was it breathed pretty heavily and moved in uneven steps.... Wait. After listening a moment to the disoriented creature cuss and mutter it was clear that this was a person. 'Damn' Robin thought to herself, 'I was really hoping for something I could feed myself with...'
Whoever it is, they obviously were looking for something. Robin took out her moustache and goatee and attached them to her face, an ugly process that involved treesap fusing the fake facial hair to her skin.
"Are you lost my friend?" Robin asked stepping out in front of the quickly approaching figure. Lowering her voice just enough to sound a little more masculine. Not a whole lot but enough for people to question Robin Hoods gender.
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 9:13:05 GMT -5
The hooded figure gave a gasp upon being confronted by a young...Man? "I need shelter for the evening.." came a female voice in response. "I mean you no harm." Her cloak hid her face. The use of 'friend' was encouraging. And the hooded figure took that and went with it.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 12:20:51 GMT -5
Robin smiled, a traveler, a young girl as well. Maybe a few years younger than herself. Robin walked up to her caustically and grinned. "Are you lost? Or are you running from someone?"
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 12:50:00 GMT -5
The girl brought her hands up to her hood, removing the hood slowly and revealing a head of blonde ringlets that flowed down her back.
"Well....both...I guess you could say..." she said softly.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 15:28:02 GMT -5
" I hear that quite a bit now a-days" she continued chuckling a bit, then sling her now across her back. At this point she figured she probably wouldn't catch anything till evening anyways. " You'll fit right in, assuming of course that you trust me" she grinned at golden haired girl.
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 16:26:20 GMT -5
The girl smiled then held out her hand. "I'm Goldilocks" she replied readily as if to show that yes, she was willing to trust this stranger
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 16:34:28 GMT -5
A clear sign of trust, perfect.
"Well Goldilocks, I'm Robin Hood" She bowed theatrically, "and if it's shelter you need, I'm sure you can find it at the camp I have set up not but a stones-throw from here" She pointed North West, "I can take you there if you'd like"
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 20:30:25 GMT -5
"Really? Oh thank you, sir" Goldilocks said with a smile. "Please, show me?"
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 20:48:33 GMT -5
Robin chuckled," of course, just follow my lead" robin started walking in the direction of the camp. She couldn't help but notice how quickly Goldy had given her complete trust in this stranger. Either she had a very good intuition or she was very naive, but her spirit was truly admirable.
"so, who are you running from?" she asked turning her head back to watch her expression carefully. Hopefully, no matter what she said Robin would be able to tell what sort of trouble Goldilocks was in by her facial cues.
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 16, 2012 22:20:35 GMT -5
Goldielocks stopped short then. She quickly turned her head as if listening for something. Anything.
"You..said your camp was...hidden?"
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 16, 2012 22:34:15 GMT -5
No answer, avoiding the issue? That usually wasn't a good sign.
"Yes, it's just around the thicket..." They approached a large cluster of thin looking trees, Robin pulled back some of the branches to reveal a tight cavern "Be careful not catch on anything, there are plenty of twigs back here" she offered her a hand before descending into the darkness.
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Post by Goldielocks/Lucy Behr on May 17, 2012 19:07:36 GMT -5
Goldielocks took Robin's hand and the two decended together. Once they were a ways, Goldielocks felt about the inside of her cloak. Good. Still there. For a while, the pair simply moved quietly.
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Post by Robin Hood/Jezabel Williams on May 17, 2012 19:19:16 GMT -5
They reached the cavern floor, a few more minutes and they'd be out of the cavern and in the camp, but Robin stopped. " You didn't answer my question from before." She said it in a serious tone, serious because 1) she did really need an answer because if whatever the girl was running from found her and her men she wanted to be prepared, and 2) Robin wanted to trust the girl, she'd seen plenty of pretty little liars and most of them didn't live long in her company.
She didn't turn, just spoke "I need to know what's after you"
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