Post by EymberFyire on Mar 6, 2010 14:31:55 GMT 10
Title: Conversations
Rating: G
Length: 317
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 2/D
Summary: Neal and Alanna converse before joining the Progress for the first time.
A/N: I've never tried to write Neal before. I'm not sure I have it, but it was fun practice.
“You’ve been quiet, Knightmistress.” Alanna stared ahead at the sun-haze rising from the cracked, hard packed earth, doing her best to ignore her squire.
Neal was not one to be ignored.
“Please, do not misconstrue my meaning. I appreciate silence as much as the next man,” he ignored her snort which, come to think of it, did in fact let him know she heard him, “and I of course revel in the opportunity to be outside… breathing deeply… exercising.”
Alanna slowly turned in the saddle, treating him to the raised eyebrow and too-patient sigh that sensible people took heed of.
Neal had never had much sense.
“I merely comment upon the fact that the amount you speak appears to diminish proportionately to our nearness to the Progress.”
She was still raising an eyebrow at him, so he countered with a raised brow of his own. His brows were arched and much more suited to this sort of task, damn him. She turned away, hoping he would tire of baiting her and return to reading in the saddle.
Apparently, Neal had finished his book.
“I theorize, aloud since I have no travel companions willing to converse with me, whether that has something to do with your avoidance of Corus these past five years?” Alanna whipped around to narrow her eyes at Neal, who bowed his head submissively.
She glared at him for a suspicious moment before turning forward again. Once she faced the road, he continued. “Or perhaps it has something to do with a Squire you’re likely to meet for the first time when we rejoin with the masses.”
“Queenscove, you enjoy reading law, don’t you?” Alanna’s voice was calm as she examined a cloud drifting overhead. “Remind me what The Code of Justice says concerning a Knight-Master’s privilege when it comes to the discipline of their Squire?”
Silence. Alanna smiled at the road ahead of her, pleased with this small victory.
Rating: G
Length: 317
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 2/D
Summary: Neal and Alanna converse before joining the Progress for the first time.
A/N: I've never tried to write Neal before. I'm not sure I have it, but it was fun practice.
“You’ve been quiet, Knightmistress.” Alanna stared ahead at the sun-haze rising from the cracked, hard packed earth, doing her best to ignore her squire.
Neal was not one to be ignored.
“Please, do not misconstrue my meaning. I appreciate silence as much as the next man,” he ignored her snort which, come to think of it, did in fact let him know she heard him, “and I of course revel in the opportunity to be outside… breathing deeply… exercising.”
Alanna slowly turned in the saddle, treating him to the raised eyebrow and too-patient sigh that sensible people took heed of.
Neal had never had much sense.
“I merely comment upon the fact that the amount you speak appears to diminish proportionately to our nearness to the Progress.”
She was still raising an eyebrow at him, so he countered with a raised brow of his own. His brows were arched and much more suited to this sort of task, damn him. She turned away, hoping he would tire of baiting her and return to reading in the saddle.
Apparently, Neal had finished his book.
“I theorize, aloud since I have no travel companions willing to converse with me, whether that has something to do with your avoidance of Corus these past five years?” Alanna whipped around to narrow her eyes at Neal, who bowed his head submissively.
She glared at him for a suspicious moment before turning forward again. Once she faced the road, he continued. “Or perhaps it has something to do with a Squire you’re likely to meet for the first time when we rejoin with the masses.”
“Queenscove, you enjoy reading law, don’t you?” Alanna’s voice was calm as she examined a cloud drifting overhead. “Remind me what The Code of Justice says concerning a Knight-Master’s privilege when it comes to the discipline of their Squire?”
Silence. Alanna smiled at the road ahead of her, pleased with this small victory.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!