Are We Good Guys?

In your eyes I see the eyes of somebody I knew before, long ago But I'm still trying to make my mind up Am I free or am I tied up?

[arewegoodguys]

that wasn’t very cash money of you

[adventurelandia]

Little John, Friar Tuck and Robin Hood, Robin Hood Little Golden Book illustration by Burny Mattinson

[arewegoodguys]

doink doink doink

[wendyish]

She listened quietly, taking in the man before her curiously, head tilting ever so slightly to the side. Wendy didn’t recognize him— But then, of course, there were people who worked in the castle who she didn’t know, who she’d never seen before. Shaking her head, she tucked away her supplies for the time being. “No harm done.” She assured him as she stood from her chair, moving to smooth her dress. “Is there somewhere you needed to go? You look..Well, you look a tad bit lost, sir.”

[arewegoodguys]

Erghhhh, she was getting up. No, go back to your embroidery, no need to alert the guard to his presence. “Um-- no, not really, I mean-- I can find it on my own, but thank you so much for your offer.” As he’d been talking, he’d turned heel so he was walking backwards in the direction he’d been heading, eyes on the other, still trying to placate her. “No need to get up from your work.” All the shiny stuff was probably in the room she was in. Well damn.

[boundherinherbones]

“No, thank you,” she said, yanking her skirt but ending up tearing it instead. “Shit.” At least it wasn’t her best skirt. But it wasn’t one of her worse for wear ones either. 

[arewegoodguys]

Oops. He felt bad but hey, if she’d asked again, he’d have moved. “Uh. I can fix that.”

[rockin-robber]

“Oh well isn’t this just a real treat - a real treat!”

“A thousand thanks to you, kind sir.”

[arewegoodguys]

“Ah yes-- almost as good as watching the King’s trousers slip from thy Royal Ass and make a fool of him.” He winked at him. “No thanks needed, simply doing my duty as a fellow neighbor.”

[rockin-robber]

“Alms… alms for the poor?”

[arewegoodguys]

“You drive a hard bargain-- but here you go.” He dipped his hands into the pouch tied to his belt and let the coins rain into the hat. “Should be enough, right?”

[wendyish]

Perched delicately upon a chair, Wendy worked carefully at the embroidery ring held in her lap, needle passing through the fabric easily. At the sound of footsteps approaching, however, she looked up from the project, lips parting to greet the person— And yet instead of a greeting, a surprised yelp was all that could be heard as the needle pierced the skin of her finger. “Oh—! My apologies, were you.. Were you looking for me?”

[arewegoodguys]

John hadn’t meant at all to wander into an occupied part of the castle. Getting in the window without being spotted by the numerous guard was hard enough, but finding things that were easy to steal was another matter. He’d moved a little too quickly, assumed that she’d been absorbed in her work, and he froze in the doorway as she yelped and suddenly looked up. She didn’t seem to recognize him as an intruder though. He straightened up suddenly from the frozen position. “Ah-- er-- no. I mean-- no, I’m just passing through, apologies for disturbing you-- m’lady,” he added as an afterthought.

[boundherinherbones]

“You’re on my skirt. Kindly get off.”

“I’m late for the market as it is.” 

[arewegoodguys]

“Pardon me, I thought you wanted me on your skirt. Are you sure you don’t? I can offer you my skirt-standing services for just a shilling.” He grinned at her.

[theskeletonkxd-blog]

“Excuse me, have you seen a falcon? Large bird, brown, eats other birds, sometimes fairies” 

[arewegoodguys]

Yes. Matter o’ fact, it ate my fairy.

[canvaspaintings]

[merida-darkarrows-blog]

Merida  nodded, “I got them second hand at a book store in Paris, if you’d like to read them sometime just tell me and I’ll lend them too you” the redhead knew that living in a carnival meant she shouldn’t have too many things. Pack light so when room change day came around it wouldn’t be too hard to pack all her belongings up. She did have a small weakness for adventures in the pages of a book though, and allowed herself to have a small suitcase, no bigger then a foot and a half each side. But it allowed the girl to have a few books in her possession at any one time.

“A wig and rob people blind huh? Scar’s got you doin the wrong job at the carnival.” she joked, there were rumours of jobs like that in the carnival, nothing anyone could prove. But still, all Merida could imagine was john, the huge man he was, dressing up as a lady and robbing people blind because they were too focused on the watermelons in his shirt. The thought made her snort of laughter. 

The red head smiled up at him. “All good.” she mused, “tight space.” For a moment the girl pondered. “well it didn’t have to be jeans, but i’m sure the ladies at the costume department would love a challenge that is flashy but not spandex, I can imagine that would be very… nice to wear.” she grinned a little, trying not to sound teasing. “he’s a git, the worst of the brothers by far.” she grumbled and crossed her arms.

[arewegoodguys]

“And they were in English? Cos I don’t know French.” He scratched the back of his head. He’d always wished he could learn another language, but it had just never been something he’d had the time or money to do. Plus, what language would he even pick? There were so many to decide from and all were useful, depending on where you went. Which in the Carnival, was everywhere.

He wrinkled his nose, grinning widely. “Hey, don’t make fun. I should’ve been a natural blonde.” He wasn’t joking about that, as much as he was joking about robbing people. Or pretending to joke about robbing people. He knew Merida was close to Robin but he didn’t know if Robin had exposed that they were both criminals to her.

He grinned back. “I don’t exactly fancy standing still and being their model for a new outfit either. And it can’t be any more revealing than spandex, otherwise I’m not putting it on.” He tilted his head. “I don’t think any of the brothers are that bad. Leroy’s a little more energized than the others though.”

[wendyish]

“Jackson Hole was nice— I feel as though I would’ve enjoyed it more if it hadn’t been so cold, though. I definitely want to go back sometime!”

[arewegoodguys]

“That’s fair, it must be really pretty in the spring. The snow was pretty fun too though. I got to ski for the first time. Do you think we’ll ever be back?”

[humorthehook-deactivated2018013]

“You already look like a moose. You’re just missing the antlers. Maybe more hair.” She shrugged, nose wrinkling at the dust making its way towards her. “I’ll stay right here. I like living even if it is in the stomach of a dust bunny.” Jamie moved to peak out the window. Fucking nature. 

[arewegoodguys]

He reached up, spreading his hands into antlers above his head. “I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult, but thanks. I don’kno, I don’t need to look like a shaggy dog.” He shrugged, turning back to the fireplace as he used his hands to sweep out some dirt. “Suit yourself.” He picked up an old piece of firewood, inspecting it for a moment, then tossed it in the firepit, pulling a few receipts out of his pocket and a matchbook and lighting the receipts on fire, dropping them on the log.

[merida-darkarrows-blog]

Merida laughed at his comment. “no laddie, its from Game of Thrones, a new book series. House Stark are the ones that rule the northlands in the snow!”  she explained with a little excitement and a bounce.  “so you and me and Rob, we’re Northlanders, so we’re house Stark.” merida laughed.

The redhead nodded along, “Aye he’s all that and more. And goofball is puttin it nicely.” she winked, “ye clearly got the brains of the two, thank gods.” Merida joked before her smile flickered. “Aye, lets hope.” If Robin left again without a word and came strolling though the gates again months later, she’d shoot him in the leg.

The Tram was busy and the two were quickly squished together as ski goers piled onto the rickedy old thing that started to trudge though the streets of the city towards the slopes. Merida was started to get really excited, she loved to snowboard; she’d be rusty as a car near the sea, but it would be fun none the less. “can’t you ask Scar to let you wear something different? I know my costume gets a change every eight months or so. The people in the clothes department at the carnival love to make new stuff, so I’m sure it wouldn’t be a hassle. Maybe he is going for the classic circus look?” she tilted her head to the side. “Aye well I’m sure Leroy can handle both, he’s just a big git really.”

[arewegoodguys]

“Oh! I’ve heard of that before! Just-- never gotten around to it. Those books are expensive.” He smiled at her. “Okay, cool. So house Stark is used to snow and stuff?”

“What’s putting it meanly?” he laughed loud, moving forward to start forging a path for Merida in the snow. “I wouldn’t say that, I’m just more reserved is all. I know when to not put on a wig and rob people blind, y’know?” Sometimes, at least. Other times it was totally okay.

John tried to make himself as small as possible as he stepped onto the tram, but when you’re almost seven feet, that’s pretty hard to do. “Sorry,” he apologized to Merida as they were shoved together. “I mean-- I’ve asked, but he said that the spandex was traditional. And that it’d be a boring show if I were just in jeans or something less flashy.”

He laughed a little. “I don’t know if I’d call him a git. Just fiery. Well, still though. Maybe he doesn’t wanna help out, and that’s fine.”

[merida-darkarrows-blog]

Merida laughed, “Aye yer born just south of me.” she grinned, “We’re basically from house Stark.” she wasn’t sure if he’d get the reference, but it had slipped out all the same. The redhead grinned as they turned down another street and reached a bit tram station, she hopped into line. “Here we are, till take us right up to the ski lodge.”

She laughed, tilting her head up to the sky. “Its Robin that carries that show and you know it!” Merida grinned. “you saw the last time he left for a few weeks, the show wasn’t nearly as good with him not there. If he leaves I’ll cause the riot myself.” the Scottish lass nodded. “For sure off the bucket list, it was a good one too.”

Merida nodded. “you don’t look silly though lad trust me.” she grinned, she loved watched his show. It was amazing what her friend could lift, she was sure he could most likely take on Angus if he wanted. “Leroy is pretty strong, have you ever thought about trying him out?”

[arewegoodguys]

The reference went straight over his head-- most of the books he read were ancient. He laughed anyway. “Stark? Like stark naked? You all are probably colder in Scotland than we are.”

He snorted in amusement. “Awh, Rob’s great and all but he’s not that great. He’d be a goofball out there on his own. He’s too over-the-top for his own good.” He loved Rob and he was the best archer he knew, but what a goof. "Well I hope Rob doesn’t plan on leaving again anytime soon.”

“I feel silly though. I can lift shit whether or not I’m in spandex, why’s Scar gotta make mee do it in spandex?” He nodded, stepping onto the tram. “We’ve used Leroy before but he’s pretty busy with the fire act nowadays. I don’t wanna bother him.”

[humorthehook-deactivated2018013]

She scoffed. Free from immediate danger her posture slowly slid back to studied arrogance: shoulders back and lip slightly curled. The world was easier to look at from that angle. The angle didn’t do much for looking up at him though. She’d need a step ladder for that. “I don’t know, mate. I think you’re a little more on his level. Let’s make you some antlers from that chair and you can go ask your giant friend to please move so we can go someplace less like the inside of a vacuum.” 

[arewegoodguys]

John laughed, finding a place to sit despite the cloud of dust that rose. “Me? Why me? I’m not in any hurry to leave, I don’t feel the need to go take on a moose. If you wanna you can but I’m perfectly fine right here.” He took in the cabin, looking around, and spotted a fireplace, getting up and moving in its direction to poke around in it.