[A white-haired man here, laying in the middle of the grass looking as if he's asleep. Or passed out from exhaustion. Only the rare stir of the shoulders or twitching of his eyelids would indicate he's even alive at a glance.]
[Pass by him, maybe?]
double the robin double the antics (also let me know if you need a different tag!)
[Despite how long she had lived there, Robin didn't ever see herself getting fully used to life in the castle. Thankfully, things were peacefully enough now that nobody got upset if she went out on her own for an hour or two (or at least, nobody noticed enough to be upset).]
[As she makes her way through the fields, she sees something odd. What appears to be a black lump at a distance is actually a person, asleep in the grass. Well, isn't that familiar!]
[She takes a good look at the other figure, and eventually ascertains that he's alive. However, not feeling as predisposed as her husband to leaving herself open to being attacked by strangers sleeping on the ground, she'll opt to grab a small rock nearby instead and throw it towards the stranger. It's small enough to wake them up, she hopes, but not large enough to cause lasting damage.]
[Robin scrambles feeling something slam against his face. Struggling to open his eyes, he instinctively brings his hand to take whatever it was. It felt rough and jagged like a... rock. Did someone just throw a rock at him?]
[Well, that's one way to wake a man up... But why was he sleeping here? Where was he? And who threw this rock?]
[Robin lifted his back from the grass, it took more effort than he expected and even more than that to open his eyes all the way. It would take a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light, but for now there's a very confused, sun blind man looking around for someone.]
[Robin was still keeping her distance, but now that the stranger was up, she could get a better look at him.]
[Something about him put her ill at ease, like he wasn't supposed to be here, but Robin couldn't put her finger on why she felt that way. There was his coat, for starters, she supposed; it was both eerily similar to her own, and covered with marks from Plegia. Of course, her coat had been bought and not handmade, so it shouldn't be strange to see somebody else wearing it, and yet...]
[Still, he appeared to be looking for someone, probably the someone who had thrown the rock. He didn't seem dangerous, not yet at least, so there was no harm in calling out to him.]
Do you have some business here?
[Perhaps it's Frederick rubbing off on her, but better safe than sorry.]
[By now, his eyes were used to the light and firmly fixed on this woman. That answered one question of who threw that. Rude.]
[Robin felt a negative pressure in his chest looking at her. Not just because of her defensive stance and expression, though that definitely influenced it. It was something he couldn't pin point.]
Ah, no. Or rather...
[What he had to do now was figure out what happened. At least something like this happened before so he had an idea of how to talk it out. Now, whether or not that was a good thing... Thankfully this time he remembered what he was doing before his... nap. And his name. He pushed his hands against the grass and slowly brought his body to stand, taking care not to move too suddenly.]
Excuse me. I was on my way to Ylisstol, but I suppose I passed out here. Would you mind telling me where I am now?
nobody knows (also tags in two weeks late with starbucks)
[Robin crossed her arms and sighed. This was certainly an interesting conundrum. One the one hand, Robin didn't feel like the man was a danger, but on the other, there was something about this encounter that unsettled her.]
[Still, there didn't seem to be much harm in helping him for the time being. If worse came to worse, she could defend herself well enough.]
You're not very far; these are the fields just outside of the city.
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double the robin double the fun??? also I'm so sorry
[A white-haired man here, laying in the middle of the grass looking as if he's asleep. Or passed out from exhaustion. Only the rare stir of the shoulders or twitching of his eyelids would indicate he's even alive at a glance.]
[Pass by him, maybe?]
double the robin double the antics (also let me know if you need a different tag!)
[As she makes her way through the fields, she sees something odd. What appears to be a black lump at a distance is actually a person, asleep in the grass. Well, isn't that familiar!]
[She takes a good look at the other figure, and eventually ascertains that he's alive. However, not feeling as predisposed as her husband to leaving herself open to being attacked by strangers sleeping on the ground, she'll opt to grab a small rock nearby instead and throw it towards the stranger. It's small enough to wake them up, she hopes, but not large enough to cause lasting damage.]
[...Probably.]
this is fine! :> double robin shenanigans
[Robin scrambles feeling something slam against his face. Struggling to open his eyes, he instinctively brings his hand to take whatever it was. It felt rough and jagged like a... rock. Did someone just throw a rock at him?]
[Well, that's one way to wake a man up... But why was he sleeping here? Where was he? And who threw this rock?]
[Robin lifted his back from the grass, it took more effort than he expected and even more than that to open his eyes all the way. It would take a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light, but for now there's a very confused, sun blind man looking around for someone.]
all the way across the sky
[Something about him put her ill at ease, like he wasn't supposed to be here, but Robin couldn't put her finger on why she felt that way. There was his coat, for starters, she supposed; it was both eerily similar to her own, and covered with marks from Plegia. Of course, her coat had been bought and not handmade, so it shouldn't be strange to see somebody else wearing it, and yet...]
[Still, he appeared to be looking for someone, probably the someone who had thrown the rock. He didn't seem dangerous, not yet at least, so there was no harm in calling out to him.]
Do you have some business here?
[Perhaps it's Frederick rubbing off on her, but better safe than sorry.]
what could it mean??
Rude.][Robin felt a negative pressure in his chest looking at her. Not just because of her defensive stance and expression, though that definitely influenced it. It was something he couldn't pin point.]
Ah, no. Or rather...
[What he had to do now was figure out what happened. At least something like this happened before so he had an idea of how to talk it out. Now, whether or not that was a good thing... Thankfully this time he remembered what he was doing before his... nap. And his name. He pushed his hands against the grass and slowly brought his body to stand, taking care not to move too suddenly.]
Excuse me. I was on my way to Ylisstol, but I suppose I passed out here. Would you mind telling me where I am now?
nobody knows (also tags in two weeks late with starbucks)
[Still, there didn't seem to be much harm in helping him for the time being. If worse came to worse, she could defend herself well enough.]
You're not very far; these are the fields just outside of the city.
[And she waits. He had to be here for something.]