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[treadingdawn]

[Huff, puff.]

Captain Barbossa - you are a harsh man.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Perhaps, but he is very knowledgeable about the sea.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

Is he a sailor? He must be very cross if even a sailor can't leave.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

He is a sailor. He seems resigned to the fact that there is nothing beyond the horizon but the City itself.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

That wouldn't be bad for a beginner when you'd always reach your destination.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

But there is no room for progress for a navigator.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

That is unfortunate.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

The experience is good nonetheless.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you had an interest in sailing.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Telmarines have always been taught to have caution near moving water. I wish to prove that warning has little reason.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

I'm sure that you will. Superstition rarely is right.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Thank you for your confidence, Susan.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

It's only what I think.

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah, he's been in there a while.]

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[Politely clears her throat.]

Caspian? Are you alright?

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Waking up! Cough.]

What? Yes, yes I am all right.

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[Is that a splash?]

Do you need anything? You've been in there for sometime.

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

No, but thank you. I lost track of the time, sorry.

[Splash splash of a Caspian getting out.]

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

Oh-! I didn't mean to make you think-!

[Splishing, splashing...he's getting out. Looks to see if she can go to a place not so near the door to look as though she wasn't waiting. I mean. She wasn't.]

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Draining the bath, how very unkingly of you Caspian. Damn, he turns the shower on as if this'll make the old bathwater drain faster. Aslan bless modern day plumbing though.]

I should have vacated earlier, it's all right.

[Oh look, all he has is his towel. How embarrassing. Caspian opens the door just a sliver.]

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[Susan isn't directly in sight. In fact, she's found her way to the far end of the hallway straightening the towels in their place.]

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Susan?

[Edmund? Damn. Being a gentleman it's only right that he wait for her to finish whatever it is she's doing before he can come out.]

I apologize, take your time.

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[That is a well organized closet. She shuts it and smiles.]

No worry. Are you alright? You...take that long normally?

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

No. I was very tired today, I must have closed my eyes and... Well, thank you for alerting me.

[Totally talking to her through the door.]

Your old bathwater get.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

You fell asleep?

[Tilt of her head.]

You should be very careful. I've heard of people drowning that way.

Your old bathwater get.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

It will not happen again, I assure you.

[Wondering when he's going to be able to get out, not for once thinking he's somehow being played.]