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[treadingdawn]

It is quite haunting, but the music is reminiscent of home.

Our guest has not returned for the night.

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Action!

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It's better than just waiting here.

[Peter would be very :|]

Cheshire Cat? From Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I am not familiar with either Cheshire Cat or Alice, but I agree with you that we should look for her.

[He's looking serious and determined, and they do have a horse... no matter how ridiculous a city search on horseback might look.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It's a children's story from back home. I didn't think the Cheshire cat was actually dangerous... but no matter.

Would it be faster if we split up? Do we know what path she took back from her party?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Either they were not aware of her disappearance or this... this music has enchanted them.

[Buckling his bracers on because this job calls for armor.]

Perhaps we shall take different sides of the City and meet again.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Do you want to follow the music then?

[pulls over a jacket because... he didn't bring any armor :(]

Alright. Do you need a torch Caspian?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I can investigate the music. It is a flute or a pipe.

[He nods then notes the lack of armor.]

You will stay armed? Ah, I can bind my own torch.

[Wrong kind of torch, not that Caspian knows.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

If you need any assistance, just yell for me. Don't try to do anything foolish by yourself.

[shrugs]

I can bring Rhindon. And if you're sure.

[Ah well. Peter ripped his own shirt, Caspian can do the same!]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

And you will hear me without use of the horn?

[Quirking a brow at Peter with light amusement, sheathing his own sword.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

You could just ride back towards me, if you prefer.

[quirks his eyebrow back in retaliation!]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Destrier and I will remain vigilant.

[Another nod, making way to the door.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Try not to hit traffic.

[Peter's joking, but he actually kind of wary Caspian might actually get hit by a stray scooter.]

[turns flashlight on and off]

We'll meet back in twenty minutes then?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I will not hit anything that does not deserve it.

[The joke flies over his head, and he notes the 'torch' then nods once more.]

Twenty counts.

[But he's off to snag Destrier first!]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[By now, Peter's used to Caspian misconstruing what he says.]

I can accompany you to the stables, since you're on foot.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He has to learn slowly about the modern world, but at least he's willing.]

Let us be on our way, then.

[Accepting Peter's company out the door. Caspian's comfortable with the concept of electricity at least.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[closes the door behind them, after making sure to leave one light on just in case Sarah comes back.]

Where do you suppose the music's coming from?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

From the east side of the forest. The wind is carrying the notes from there, you can hear it in the pitch.

[Fortunately when they reach the stables it looks as if the horses are unenchanted by the music.]

One may not be so concerned to have his horse borrowed if he is unaware it was ever borrowed in the first place.

[He suggests to Peter ever so subtly.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Gives Caspian a look, even though Peter was considering it himself.]

It wouldn't be the most noble thing to do.

[after a while of silent thought, he chooses a Andalusian. It's only for a night, after all.]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

A noble apology will do if either rider or horse is slighted.

[Helping Peter fit the Andalusian with basic bridle and things before he mounts Destrier.]

Twenty minutes, and you will call for me if you need help.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

I'll just explain why we needed to borrow his or her horse.

[Gives Caspian a backward glance as he brings the horse into a trot.]

Right. Don't do anything foolish.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I will do no such thing, Peter.

[Caspian hasn't watched any horror films to know that he's already breaking two rules. He nods to Peter then breaks Destrier off into a trot towards the woods.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter could bring up a few certain instances where Caspian did something less than intelligent, but decides against it. He heads off his own way.]

[ooc: want to assume time passes and they meet up again, or somethingish? XD]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Because Peter's weapon of choice will always be a palm-sized stone. It doesn't take long however for Caspian to find the cliff with the holes. It's unsettling, and that's when he takes the time--all five minutes--to bind his own torch the old fashioned way, complete with a flint. It serves as light and a smoke signal.]

Queer. We will fetch Peter first, Destrier.

[But the music is loudest here and there's no player to be found. Destrier hoofs left and right, worried.]

[ooc: Done and done! Cas is considering the holes of doom.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[It was a really awesome stone. Peter's already taken a good look around, and hasn't found any sign of Sarah. Seeing how it's been near twenty minutes, Peter heads back and follows Caspian's signal.]

I've never seen anything like this before.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't say anything but instead silently dismounts, offering his flaming torch to Peter.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter responds to Caspian's kindness by flicking the flashlight on and off, before dismounting and directing the beam towards the holes.]

Do you think...

[He doesn't finish his sentence, choosing instead to peer down the cliff.]