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landlesslord) wrote2007-06-16 10:29 pm
landlesslord) wrote2007-06-16 10:29 pm
Episode 1x08 "Tattoo? What Tattoo?" Part III
Riding deep between the tree, Guy soon came to where Robin was standing, holding the ring in his hands. Dismounting, he walked warily towards the other man who had the gall to ask if the ring was what he was after. And then threw it to the ground between them.
Guy's eyes was still drawn to where it lay among the leaves and twigs when spoke again.
"Who else, Gisborne?"
"Who else, what?" He would not make this easy for the outlaw.
"You do not travel to the Holy Land to try and kill the King of England on your own. At least you don't. You're not that clever."
"Are you surprised the King has enemies?" Is Robin stupid? "He has no idea. He would make peace with the Turk and there will never be peace with the Turk."
"You made sure of that. Dressing as Saracens and attacking your own King."
"I did what was necessary." And it was necessary to those who weren't blinded by mindless loyalty to an absent monarch.
"For who? The Sheriff? Is he behind this?" The need to know seems to be burning Robin up inside and Guy quite likes it. "WHO ELSE?" It's his turn now to infuriate an enemy, so he grins and says nothing. "I will find out and when I do I will see you all hang for treason."
"Oh? And when will that be?" While Robin has no hope of ever accomplishing this, Guy is still curious.
"When the King returns." What a joke. The King barely set foot in the country before he left for the Crusades and it did not seem likely that he would return here when they were done.
"I wouldn't hold your breath if I were you."
"The King will return."
"If the King returns, I still win." He has a lady's word on that. "I win Marian."
And that's that. He has no more to say to Robin. Guy crouches to retrieve the ring, taking his eyes off Robin for a second to find it again. And of course, Robin would kick him in the stomach while he is kneeling, draw his sword on a man whose weapon is still sheathed, holding the blade to his throat with claims that he will kill him and madness in his eyes.
The shout of one of the other outlaws halts Robin's blade. That it's "not what they do" draws Hood's attention and leaves the soil planted in the dark soil. Guy has won then, perhaps, though a sudden movement followed by sudden unconsciousness leaves that thought unfinished.
Guy's eyes was still drawn to where it lay among the leaves and twigs when spoke again.
"Who else, Gisborne?"
"Who else, what?" He would not make this easy for the outlaw.
"You do not travel to the Holy Land to try and kill the King of England on your own. At least you don't. You're not that clever."
"Are you surprised the King has enemies?" Is Robin stupid? "He has no idea. He would make peace with the Turk and there will never be peace with the Turk."
"You made sure of that. Dressing as Saracens and attacking your own King."
"I did what was necessary." And it was necessary to those who weren't blinded by mindless loyalty to an absent monarch.
"For who? The Sheriff? Is he behind this?" The need to know seems to be burning Robin up inside and Guy quite likes it. "WHO ELSE?" It's his turn now to infuriate an enemy, so he grins and says nothing. "I will find out and when I do I will see you all hang for treason."
"Oh? And when will that be?" While Robin has no hope of ever accomplishing this, Guy is still curious.
"When the King returns." What a joke. The King barely set foot in the country before he left for the Crusades and it did not seem likely that he would return here when they were done.
"I wouldn't hold your breath if I were you."
"The King will return."
"If the King returns, I still win." He has a lady's word on that. "I win Marian."
And that's that. He has no more to say to Robin. Guy crouches to retrieve the ring, taking his eyes off Robin for a second to find it again. And of course, Robin would kick him in the stomach while he is kneeling, draw his sword on a man whose weapon is still sheathed, holding the blade to his throat with claims that he will kill him and madness in his eyes.
The shout of one of the other outlaws halts Robin's blade. That it's "not what they do" draws Hood's attention and leaves the soil planted in the dark soil. Guy has won then, perhaps, though a sudden movement followed by sudden unconsciousness leaves that thought unfinished.