part 353 whalers on the moon

[aphanon_meme]

We've been here over a year now! I can hardly believe it! Dreamwidth's been pretty good, I'd say, with almost no downtime to speak of and all that! Anyway... how is your spring going? Or I guess it's almost summer, isn't it? Hopefully it's been well! I've been catching up on work and new movies, all very exciting stuff, I'm sure.

Enjoy part 353!

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Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[Oh hush, she's not going far, just hovering awkwardly and watching her horse gallop joyfully around a bunch of tents]

I shall never catch her at this rate...

[Pausing at his words, not looking back, but letting out an irritated, conflicted sigh.]

Responsibility? You refused to do so, did you not?

[BUT...him crying out her name like that and the worrisome breathy quality to his voice eventually tug on some kind of moral centre, and she turns back to him, frowning at the sight because he's shaking and sweating so much she's almost feeling it vicariously]

...Lie still, you may puncture something.

[...She's not a nurse, she's not actually sure what to do for broken or bruised ribs...just pain relief, isn't that all you can do? Well...alright, returning to the table to fish around in the picnic basket]

Hmm...

[Aha. Produces a small bottle of strong brandy, very delicately lowering herself to the grass in order to offer it to him. Looking rather put out and grumpy about it all, eyeing the hoof marks on his chest. God, what is she supposed to do without assistance]

I won't be able to move you, you know.

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[he sounds more like a dusty bellow right now]


It's different!! [Panting, ow, ow, ow.]


I'm a fuckin' [Shaky inhale and exhale] s-saint and you're a--a damn tyrant. I won't take respons-[heave ho trying to breathe man]-ibility for your evil!!

[ignoring both her advice and her brandy, rolls painfully to his side before shakingly sitting up, left hand covering that spreading bruise]

Y-Your people are. [Long pause to breeathee, okay no more full sentences] close by. Right? Take me. Your place--doctor--Pull. [HEAVE HO HEAVE HO BREATHING]

We'll. Walk. [Right hand thrusting towards her for her to help him to his feet, slightly impatient and snappy. Pull him up. Has a lot of nerve asking for her help for someone so rude. If they start to walk away, Nannerl will probably follow eventually and they can ride her the rest of the way if he doesn't faint first]

Re: Camping time

[regnavenus]

[Well, it seems he's still rude and stupid, even injured, even when she's willing to help him. The nerve of it all. Pockets her brandy then, fine.]

You will only hurt yourself more-

[Sigh. Ignoring his overblown nonsense and getting to her feet wearily, looking around at the remains of her picnics and deciding to abandon the silverware (and send a grunt to retrieve it later, obviously)]

Yes, my company is near...by...

[Hey...yeah, help is close at hand, but more importantly, so are lots of armed gentlemen who will be only too happy to keep this guy under supervision...HMMMMMMM]

You might at least say please. Very well.

[Strangely accepting of his rude, assholish way of asking for help because she has Plans. Reluctantly takes his hand in both of hers and tries to heeeeaaaaave him to his feet. HE'S HEAVY.]

Re: Camping time

[teainyourface]

[uses the momentum of her pulling to help himself up, holding onto her firmly as he does, using her for support because his legs feel like jelly. Just gonna


reach into her pocket and take that brandy, he NEVER SAID HE DIDN'T WANT IT. He's too winded to speak so he just grunts in agreement and off they go wobbling towards her company. Has no idea what he's getting himself into because he's sexist and thinks she's being so tolerant because she's acting like a proper lady. Also doesn't think she has anything more than maybe a couple of hand maids and a few weakling old men and young boys who do the miscellaneous labor. After all, she was just a lady having a picnic, so no way she can have her men with her, right? Right!

He's going to be in for a long, long, long, long, long, long ride]