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landlesslord) wrote2008-05-31 01:19 am
landlesslord) wrote2008-05-31 01:19 am
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Episode 2x01 "Sisterhood" Deleted scene!
There was the distinctive click of a woman's boot heel behind him, and while Guy had hoped that he had managed to avoid his employer's sibling's attentions on this visit...
Well. It seemed like this was not to be so.
There was the sudden smack of a riding crop against his rear and something that was almost a giggle emanated from the figure behind him.
"Still wearing the leather, I see." She pouted as he turned to face her. "Poor little Gizzy can't afford a new wardrobe, hmm?"
Little.
Guy sniffed. She might be taller than her brother, but he still towered over Davina and he was not going to dignify her comment with an answer. He was far from little.
"Never mind, maybe you could marry rich and your new bride could buy you some new clothes." She circled him, like a cat stalking a mouse. "Oh...but you tried that didn't you?"
A deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Release some of the tension that was building in his shoulders. Try not to throttle the Sheriff's sister.
She stood back a little way, taking stock. Guy felt not unlike a side of meat being judged fit or unfit for the table.
"I suppose the tightness does offer a certain amount of support, hmm?"
She was doing this to get a rise out of him. To humiliate him. To show him how far superior she was.
"Is there something I can help you with, my lady?" It took some effort to grind out just this sentence.
"Oh no, no..." Davina smiled at him. "Just thought we might catch up, for old time's sake."
"Old time's sake?" Guy...didn't remember there being much in the way of old times. Mostly him standing discreetly at a distance while the Sheriff and his sister greeted each other.
"Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" An evil glint lit in the blonde's eye. "Was I that easy to forget?"
He frowned. He had been very sober for the last few Christmases, ensuring that any festivities ran according to the Sheriff's plans. The Sheriff's last birthday had been a somber affair and he did not remember Davina being there.
Plus, by then, he had already set his heart on Marian and had avoided any dalliances to concentrate on winning her. Fat lot of good that had done.
Guy's thoughts were interrupted by an explosive laugh.
"Don't look so serious," she admonished playfully. "I was only teasing."
Davina moved closer, her leather-gloved hands straightening his coat.
"Besides," her mouth curled in a seductive smirk. "After I was finished with you, you wouldn't be able to remember anything else."
Well. It seemed like this was not to be so.
There was the sudden smack of a riding crop against his rear and something that was almost a giggle emanated from the figure behind him.
"Still wearing the leather, I see." She pouted as he turned to face her. "Poor little Gizzy can't afford a new wardrobe, hmm?"
Little.
Guy sniffed. She might be taller than her brother, but he still towered over Davina and he was not going to dignify her comment with an answer. He was far from little.
"Never mind, maybe you could marry rich and your new bride could buy you some new clothes." She circled him, like a cat stalking a mouse. "Oh...but you tried that didn't you?"
A deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. Release some of the tension that was building in his shoulders. Try not to throttle the Sheriff's sister.
She stood back a little way, taking stock. Guy felt not unlike a side of meat being judged fit or unfit for the table.
"I suppose the tightness does offer a certain amount of support, hmm?"
She was doing this to get a rise out of him. To humiliate him. To show him how far superior she was.
"Is there something I can help you with, my lady?" It took some effort to grind out just this sentence.
"Oh no, no..." Davina smiled at him. "Just thought we might catch up, for old time's sake."
"Old time's sake?" Guy...didn't remember there being much in the way of old times. Mostly him standing discreetly at a distance while the Sheriff and his sister greeted each other.
"Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" An evil glint lit in the blonde's eye. "Was I that easy to forget?"
He frowned. He had been very sober for the last few Christmases, ensuring that any festivities ran according to the Sheriff's plans. The Sheriff's last birthday had been a somber affair and he did not remember Davina being there.
Plus, by then, he had already set his heart on Marian and had avoided any dalliances to concentrate on winning her. Fat lot of good that had done.
Guy's thoughts were interrupted by an explosive laugh.
"Don't look so serious," she admonished playfully. "I was only teasing."
Davina moved closer, her leather-gloved hands straightening his coat.
"Besides," her mouth curled in a seductive smirk. "After I was finished with you, you wouldn't be able to remember anything else."