be like water tease x2
Nov. 8th, 2008 02:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardSo I note that I did not put up any snippets yesterday, possibly because my day went like this: wake up, e-mail, study, class, class, e-mail, class, e-mail, "let's go for a walk, Katrina?", book-shopping, e-mail, brief fic, e-mail, dinner, streetcar, vampire tour, long wait, streetcar, broken streetcar, streetcar, Tulane, e-mail, shower, LJ, bed.
Note that I did not actually work on Be Like Water or Dust yesterday, YET.
When they’re halfway to the How, two centaurs ghost out of the woods. Caspian’s horse, Aegla, raises his head tiredly and says only, “You couldn’t make some noise?” before letting his head fall, breath coming in sharp, heavy pants.
“King Edmund has sent out patrols,” the centaur in the lead – Caspian thinks his name might Leafducca – says, eyeing Susan with concern. “Has something gone amiss?”
Susan closes her eyes for a moment. “Please just tell me the majority of my people got back to the How on schedule,” she says, opening her eyes again.
“Aye, but when you did not return, the king sent us out to search for you – even on the other side of the river if need be.”
“Good,” Susan says. “I thought he’d get the idea; he certainly has enough experience with it. Look, we need to get back to the How as soon as possible; my sister’s badly wounded –”
“The High Queen?” the second centaur asks in alarm, and peers at Caspian suspiciously.
“Let’s consider the fact that my sister Lucy is supposed to be safe and sound back in the How,” Susan snaps, tone too tired for most of the sting to stick. “Which sister exactly do you think it is? And let’s not delay any further; the bleeding’s stopped for now, but I’m afraid that the wound might reopen –”
“Of course, your highness,” Leafducca says. “We will escort you –”
“No,” Susan says, and stares at him flatly. It takes Leafducca a moment to understand her meaning, and his eyes go wide in shock and surprise.
Peta leans against the wall and crosses her arms over her chest. “What’s the news, Ed?” she asks. “I’m assuming something’s happened, since you’re here. Unless of course you just wanted the pleasure of my company.”
“Always a pleasure, I assure you,” Edmund says, grinning. “Word just came back from our spies; Miraz is gathering his levies, and he’s pissed. Farsight says he’s riding to Beruna himself, fast as his horse can carry him.”
Peta looks thoughtful. “What are the chances –” she begins, and Edmund shakes his head.
“You and I both know they’re going to be on high alert,” he says.
“Of course they are. Is their high alert something we can get through?”
“Not with this lot,” Edmund says, his voice flat. “You and I both know that.”
“Ignore my optimism,” Peta says.
“One of us has to have common sense,” Edmund says lightly, and Peta laughs again.
“Well, it’s certainly not you,” she says, and curls her fingers around his before she looks back over her shoulder. “Coming, Caspian? There’s breakfast.”
Note that I did not actually work on Be Like Water or Dust yesterday, YET.
When they’re halfway to the How, two centaurs ghost out of the woods. Caspian’s horse, Aegla, raises his head tiredly and says only, “You couldn’t make some noise?” before letting his head fall, breath coming in sharp, heavy pants.
“King Edmund has sent out patrols,” the centaur in the lead – Caspian thinks his name might Leafducca – says, eyeing Susan with concern. “Has something gone amiss?”
Susan closes her eyes for a moment. “Please just tell me the majority of my people got back to the How on schedule,” she says, opening her eyes again.
“Aye, but when you did not return, the king sent us out to search for you – even on the other side of the river if need be.”
“Good,” Susan says. “I thought he’d get the idea; he certainly has enough experience with it. Look, we need to get back to the How as soon as possible; my sister’s badly wounded –”
“The High Queen?” the second centaur asks in alarm, and peers at Caspian suspiciously.
“Let’s consider the fact that my sister Lucy is supposed to be safe and sound back in the How,” Susan snaps, tone too tired for most of the sting to stick. “Which sister exactly do you think it is? And let’s not delay any further; the bleeding’s stopped for now, but I’m afraid that the wound might reopen –”
“Of course, your highness,” Leafducca says. “We will escort you –”
“No,” Susan says, and stares at him flatly. It takes Leafducca a moment to understand her meaning, and his eyes go wide in shock and surprise.
Peta leans against the wall and crosses her arms over her chest. “What’s the news, Ed?” she asks. “I’m assuming something’s happened, since you’re here. Unless of course you just wanted the pleasure of my company.”
“Always a pleasure, I assure you,” Edmund says, grinning. “Word just came back from our spies; Miraz is gathering his levies, and he’s pissed. Farsight says he’s riding to Beruna himself, fast as his horse can carry him.”
Peta looks thoughtful. “What are the chances –” she begins, and Edmund shakes his head.
“You and I both know they’re going to be on high alert,” he says.
“Of course they are. Is their high alert something we can get through?”
“Not with this lot,” Edmund says, his voice flat. “You and I both know that.”
“Ignore my optimism,” Peta says.
“One of us has to have common sense,” Edmund says lightly, and Peta laughs again.
“Well, it’s certainly not you,” she says, and curls her fingers around his before she looks back over her shoulder. “Coming, Caspian? There’s breakfast.”