Voice Post//The Woods

[treadingdawn]

[The sound of twigs and grass bending underfoot. Then...]

... Destrier?

[ooc: Action!Spam for Peter, audio for everyone else!]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It is a bit strange to keep a horse at the flat, but it did take a lot of effort to bring him here.

[Walks by Destrier's side, totally safe from the threat of being stepped on.]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

He should have a place where he can run freely and frequently.

[Nodding, because a carport is not that kind of place.]

You do not think I gave too much of an effort?

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Well, if you're fine with the deal.

I still thinking bargaining with the deities was quite foolish though. Now they have something they can use against you.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

They wield the same power over everyone.

I have learned that the Lady Virginia prefers 'dry vermouth'.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Dry vermouth?

That isn't the most useful of information, Caspian.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I will be near them at least once every seven days. I may hear something useful eventually.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Just try to be cautious. You can't be the first person to try to do something like this.

[after a few moments of silent walking.]

What are they like, anyway?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

But I am the first King of Narnia to try it.

[A brief sly smile, then he looks serious again.]

They seem much like the rest of us. Eccentric, but not so different.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter can't argue with that.]

We can't assume anything based on their appearances. I wonder if they have a central power source... or maybe-

[Peter kind of trails off, talking mainly to himself near the end.]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately that's about when they reach the stables! He leads Destrier inside, choosing the largest stall for the horse.]

The thought about the City is that their power lies within the clock.

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

We can try to think up a plan, later.

[Kind of stares at Destrier for a while.]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Yes, we appear to have much time for it.

[Destrier does what only a horse would do, snort a gust of warm air in peter's face.]

Good horse.

[Patting Destrier, er, not for the snort of course.]

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[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Perhaps too much.

[Gives Destrier one last pat before turning to leave the stable.]

If you still want to bring her to the flat, we should get started on that sometime soon.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Seriously for a moment.]

All the more reason for us to learn as much as we can, so that we may return to our rightful places.

[Turning to leave with Peter, giving one last look to the horse before facing the street. Then a brief smile.]

... It will take work, Peter, unfit for a King.