Knight had to admit to himself he was a little nervous when he headed over towards the barracks after his shift. It was clear to him that Leo wanted something, yet what it was, he had no idea. Well, he suffered from wishful thinking, but he tried not to let that cloud his mind or his judgement. When he entered he saw Leo sit at a table in the faraway corner, waving Knight over when he spotted him. Since it was already late in the evening they had the place practically to themselves and after buying a couple of beers, Knight joined the handsome stranger with the easy way of lying, offering him one. Leo took the beer with a grin. “Thanks, Coz.” Knight sat down, took a swig of his beer and mustered Leo of the rim of his bottle. The latter returned the look with so much unmasked amusement in his eyes that he almost seemed on the verge of breaking out into laughter. After a few minutes of silence, Knight leaned a little forward. “What do you want?” “What do you mean?” Leo replied, all innocent big green eyes. “I wanted to...” “Don’t give me that bullshit about my... ‘cousin George’”, Knight said in a low voice. Leo chuckled. “Sorry for that”, he said. “I couldn’t think of something else.” “What for? What do you want of me?” Leo took a sip of his beer, amusement twinkling in his eyes. “I wanted to make your acquaintance.” Knight blinked a few times. “And why?”, he finally asked. It was Leo’s turn to blink. “Why not?”
The door opened and four soldiers entered the bar, talking and laughing and ordering beers with cheerful yells. “So how’s Anne doing?” Leo asked, his voice conversational and loud enough to carry through the room, though not so loud as to raise suspicions. “And George... is he a brother of yours?” “No, my cousin.”, Knight gave back, thinking on his feet. “He’s my father’s brother’s son.” Leo seemed to think. “You’re a big family, aren’t you?” “Quite”, Knight gave back dryly. “I’ve got six siblings, two brothers and four sisters. My father has five brothers and two sisters, my mother, however, had only a sister. Well... we don’t talk about the Clan of Knights back home for nothing.” He managed a chuckle. Since they chatted about supposed family connection and had an audience, Knight pulled the slightly crumpled picture from his pocket. “Look.” He shoved it over and Leo took it, staring the picture for a good five seconds before he managed to re-arrange his face into a grin that looked, to Knight at least, despite their short acquaintance, a little artificial. “Wow”, Leo said. “All yours?” “What?” Knight stared at Leo, then guffawed. “No.” His laughter died off into a chuckle. “Nieces and nephews”, he said then. “My siblings’ children, the lot of them.” “Ah.” Leo smoothed out the picture before handing it back. “So you... haven’t joined the... ahm... production process of more Knights yet?” Knight shook his head and, with a glance over his shoulder at the other four soldiers, patted his pockets and took out a pack of cigarettes. “Care to join me?” “Sure.”
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My Knight in shiny Armour 2b/??
Date: 2011-11-05 06:30 pm (UTC)When he entered he saw Leo sit at a table in the faraway corner, waving Knight over when he spotted him. Since it was already late in the evening they had the place practically to themselves and after buying a couple of beers, Knight joined the handsome stranger with the easy way of lying, offering him one.
Leo took the beer with a grin. “Thanks, Coz.”
Knight sat down, took a swig of his beer and mustered Leo of the rim of his bottle. The latter returned the look with so much unmasked amusement in his eyes that he almost seemed on the verge of breaking out into laughter. After a few minutes of silence, Knight leaned a little forward. “What do you want?”
“What do you mean?” Leo replied, all innocent big green eyes. “I wanted to...”
“Don’t give me that bullshit about my... ‘cousin George’”, Knight said in a low voice.
Leo chuckled. “Sorry for that”, he said. “I couldn’t think of something else.”
“What for? What do you want of me?”
Leo took a sip of his beer, amusement twinkling in his eyes. “I wanted to make your acquaintance.”
Knight blinked a few times. “And why?”, he finally asked.
It was Leo’s turn to blink. “Why not?”
The door opened and four soldiers entered the bar, talking and laughing and ordering beers with cheerful yells.
“So how’s Anne doing?” Leo asked, his voice conversational and loud enough to carry through the room, though not so loud as to raise suspicions. “And George... is he a brother of yours?”
“No, my cousin.”, Knight gave back, thinking on his feet. “He’s my father’s brother’s son.”
Leo seemed to think. “You’re a big family, aren’t you?”
“Quite”, Knight gave back dryly. “I’ve got six siblings, two brothers and four sisters. My father has five brothers and two sisters, my mother, however, had only a sister. Well... we don’t talk about the Clan of Knights back home for nothing.” He managed a chuckle. Since they chatted about supposed family connection and had an audience, Knight pulled the slightly crumpled picture from his pocket. “Look.” He shoved it over and Leo took it, staring the picture for a good five seconds before he managed to re-arrange his face into a grin that looked, to Knight at least, despite their short acquaintance, a little artificial.
“Wow”, Leo said. “All yours?”
“What?” Knight stared at Leo, then guffawed. “No.” His laughter died off into a chuckle. “Nieces and nephews”, he said then. “My siblings’ children, the lot of them.”
“Ah.” Leo smoothed out the picture before handing it back. “So you... haven’t joined the... ahm... production process of more Knights yet?”
Knight shook his head and, with a glance over his shoulder at the other four soldiers, patted his pockets and took out a pack of cigarettes. “Care to join me?”
“Sure.”