[IC] Mistletoe (old/new)

[acloneforever]

[Spain/Turkey/Kondo/Banjou/Mori/Malik/Superboy]

Comments

[maleborgia]

You complain so much. Fine. Let's go for a ride.

[sharpasafawkes]

That's a lot better, I haven't taken him out as much as I should've after that whole mess.

[maleborgia]

No? *mental note to make sure the horse is taken care of*

[sharpasafawkes]

Couldn't get out of the hospital for a few weeks, which is also why I'm glad the cat's a mouser.

[maleborgia]

How are you and Malik? Is he upset?

[sharpasafawkes]

No, thankfully, though he might've been if I'd neutered his cat.

[maleborgia]

*nods, alright*

How much of a ride do you feel up for?

[sharpasafawkes]

That depends on were you want to go, as long as the ground's not too uneven it should be fine for a bit.

[maleborgia]

*out of the library now, heading towards the stables*

I'll think of somewhere.

Tell me about England.

[sharpasafawkes]

Which part? There's a lot to go over, even if I narrow it down to this century.

[maleborgia]

Not like that. What does the area you are from look like?

[sharpasafawkes]

Not much to describe, lots of green, some trees, a few houses...

[maleborgia]

You do realize that a description as vague as that is going to give me a very different image? What do the houses look like?

[sharpasafawkes]

Oh fine, I didn't want to bore you too much, but...

[going into a full explanation because i have no idea where he's from.]

[maleborgia]

*that probably takes them all the way to the stables and to getting the horses ready, yes?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[absolutely. Calling over the (still nameless) horse and giving him a good look over]

Well, he seems to be in a good state...

[maleborgia]

That's good. *hesitates very briefly at the nameless thing but doesn't comment*

[sharpasafawkes]

Cesare? [looks back at the horse, than to him] Oh right, still haven't named him yet. Frankly I still haven't got a cle.

[maleborgia]

Did you still want a suggestion?

[sharpasafawkes]

It might be nice.

[maleborgia]

Querella.

[sharpasafawkes]

...Um Cesare, the horse is male.

[maleborgia]

*cuts off a laugh* Now you have to name him that.

[sharpasafawkes]

All right, you're enough of an equestrian not to give him a bad name.

[maleborgia]

Of course. I rather like your horse, actually.

*leading Romulus out of the stables and mounting him*