4. Gone Fishing

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Marian has promised to take Cain Knightlord fishing. The man loves fish, but has never caught one in his life? This must be remedied. Guy of Gisborne might come along, anxious to stretch his currently wolfish legs. Will there be fish in the pond or must they use castle magic and wish for them? Will they even catch any? Do you want to join in? Fishing, chatting, watching, have a picnic? Please do!

It's a fine day and the water is calm as a mirror. Perfect for fishing.

[ooc: Backdated a few days, OPEN and so backtagging friendly that you'll have time to go fishing for real.]

Comments

[derpish.livejournal.com]

Modern rods? What did you use?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Pliant sticks, most of the time. Whittled a bit, if necessary. But I think these are better, once you get the hang of it.

[derpish.livejournal.com]

What time are you from?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Me? 1193. Oh, that rhymes... Nottinghamshire, England. The Middle Ages, the library says.

[derpish.livejournal.com]

11... 93... Goodness.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Are you surprised? [Gathers the rods, starts walking towards the pond and indicates for him to follow.] So many here are so much older...

[derpish.livejournal.com]

There are so many different world, it seems the time doesn't matter much.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Indeed, it doesn't! So you and your brother are from Germany? [Walks towards pond.]

[derpish.livejournal.com]

Ah... not exactly. Abel is English.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

English? So am I. But how can you be different nationalities, if you're twins?

[Marian has met a funny, Bavarian count once. He has some similiarities to both Cain and Abel.

Cain and Abel? Finally, she makes the connection.

Cain and Abel? And one is a priest? Is that not...? What IS that?]

[derpish.livejournal.com]

[Please don't accuse him of being a biblical murderer, haha... ha ):]

It's a long and boring story.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

I bet it's not boring at all, both you and Abel are ANYTHING but boring. And we do have time here in Paradisa.

[She speaks cheerfully. Biblical names or not, they're not exactly open books, are they? And Marian is curious, very curious...]

[derpish.livejournal.com]

Sadly, not even the time we have in Paradisa is long enough to justify this tale.

[He grins, lop-sided and disarming.]

I'd prefer to hear about you?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

I'm from England too, but I have a friend in Bavaria. Did you grow up in Bavaria?

[derpish.livejournal.com]

No, I grew up mostly in Germany.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Really, where in Germany?

[derpish.livejournal.com]

[A laboratory...]

Oh, just around and about.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

[Holds back a sigh.] Abel too, I suppose? All over England?

[derpish.livejournal.com]

London, mostly.

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

London.

[Nods, looks down at the rod in her hand.]

I've been there.

[They've reached the pond and Marian has made sure that there's plenty of space around them. She hands Cain a rod with a smile.]

Would you like to try again?

[derpish.livejournal.com]

[He focuses on the fishing rod, pleased to have a valid reason to turn the conversation away from his past.]

Uh... do I need bait?

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

[She lets him off THAT bait - for now.]

Indeed you do! Look, I have bought some fancy ones (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/9c/Fly_lures.jpg/250px-Fly_lures.jpg)! They're called lures, quite beautiful actually!

[They're also a lot easier to deal with than worms and breadcrums, but she doesn't add this.]

[derpish.livejournal.com]

Surely you need bait as well, don't you?

[His stomach is already grumbling at the thought of catching all this DELICIOUS FISH... that he's not allowed to eat ):]

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

Of course! I thought I'd show you first, so... Was that your stomach? I've asked the ghosts to bring out some picknick, would you like a snack first?

[derpish.livejournal.com]

I never turn down a picnic, Miss Marian, that would be bad manners.