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Craft 018 ╬ Robin ╬ The eve of the battle [In person]

[Robin is just sat by the lake, enjoying a little peace and quiet before the events due to go down early the next day. She'd been training, she'd helped where ever she'd been welcome; and now, all there was to do was wait. She wasn't nervous about fighting, not in the slightest. She would rather not if necessary - but it was this tme around, so she was going to do so until they'd won]

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[Sheldon approaches her from the right side with a part of a rabbit and an apple along with a mug of cider.]

You should eat something.

[He sits down next to Robin and looks out over the water.]

[She glances a him, before taking the apple; she doesn't eat it right away, but just holds it]

Thank you...

..We'll be okay tomorrow, won't we.

[It's only half directed at him as a question, as much as a confirmation for herself]

[He knows that making an empty promise wasn't going to do them both any good. He decides to take a logical approach.]

That all depends on how well everyone gets along and how far they're willing to hold down their grudges. Honestly? I think so.

[She nods, and looks back out over the lake. In a way she wanted to get it all over with, but at the same time she wanted tomorrow to never come.

At least that way no one would have to get hurt, or worse]

I agree - everyone seems to be okay with each other so far, but there's always a chance something will go wrong..or smeone will try and play the hero

[It was times like this where she really added years onto her age, but she couldn't help it. It was an awful feeling, knowing some people shouldn't have been involved at all..]

[And it was this time that Sheldon didn't seemed bothered with her wisdom. He gives an exaggerated expression of surprise and puts his hand to his chest.]

Why, Robin, I'm touched that you care about me in this way.

[Yes it was a poke at fun but it was also a poke at the hero types which isn't him.]

Okay, on the serious note, I know what you mean. The last thing we need are martyrs.

[She smiles and rolls her eyes]

Hush..of course I care about you.

And maybe that won't happen; maybe everything will go to plan.

I'm just scared that someone will do something stupid, or we haven't taken something into account..I don't know..

[She never had enough time to over think things before jobs back home, so this wasn't a welcomed feeling]

[He gave a smile of his own and looked back at the lake.]

Yeah. That's why everyone needs to pull together in the planning. I hadn't seen much done but then again, I'm only a scout.

[He's already anticipating the worse with himself which is why he's so calm.]

[She was surprised he was only doing that, but it wasn't her place to question it]

I haven't been told much myself, even though I'm meant to be fighting. But i guess if it's important, that'll come later.

But it's after gaining our intelligence that I'll need to fight.

[He looks back at Robin and his smile dropped.]

I'll need a weapon. This plot isn't over yet.

[She just nods]

When you need me, I'll be ready.

[Sheldon motions with his hand and nods.]

We'll make it.

[She pulls her knees up and rests her chin on one]

I hope so

[He places his hand on her back and rubs in light circles.]

Don't worry so much. We'll make it. I promise.

[She looks over at him, and smiles a little, appreciaive of the contact]

Sorry..I'm trying not to

It's okay. I got used to it.

[He gives a small smile and nods.]

[She shifts a little closer to him, leaning against him slightly; for warmth, but also because she felt comfortable around Sheldon in a way she wasn't with anyone else in the Manor; granted, she didn't know many other people very well, despite being there for several months now. She also didn't know if they'd both be around by this time tomorrow.

She doesn't say anything back to him for a while..it was quiet and peaceful, and there wasn't much else to say right now..not for the moment]

[The contact was a comfortable surprise. He didn't fight off the urge this time and put his arm around her shoulder, keeping her close. Robin had opened more doors within him and all without provocation or force. There were no demands and no lies between them.

Sheldon's head turned to look at Robin and his free hand brushed a strand from her face with a small smile.]

[Robin wasn't quite expecting that - well, she wasn't expecting him to put his arm around her either, but neither action was unwelcomed or uncomfortable.

She would be lying if she said she was used to this sort of contact; she'd never really had anyone to get close to in this respect]

[There was a sense of comfort and trepidation mixed since he didn't want anyone else to see them should she eventually suffer embarrassment. Sheldon didn't push the issue since they had been through so much together as not only partners but as friends. Even if he felt that the relationship was a bit one sided, he still wanted to be there for Robin if not for anyone else.

His first thoughts mostly to keep them both calm, a song came to him and he began to sing it without giving thought to his embarrassment.]

The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home to you.

On a dark new year's night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me.

We left the music behind and the dance carried on
As we stole away to the seashore
We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
And with sadness you paused.

Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/loreena-mcKennitt-lyrics/the-old-ways-lyrics.html ]
My work was not yours, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why.

As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above.

As you turned to go I heard you call my name.
You were like a bird in a cage, spreading its
Wings to fly
'The old ways are lost' you sang as you flew
And I wondered why.

[It certainly had it's desired effect. Robin liked listening to him sing, despite what he may of thought of his voice. The song itself was lovely, soothing even, and for the duration she found her eyes closing, allowing the words to paint an image in her head. She did feel a lot more at ease, even after it ended..]

That was pretty..sing it again..

[He nods and sings it again. He would never sing to anyone else so this was something that he reserves strictly for Robin. It was not only a distraction from the possibility that they both could be very injured and possibly die from this, he didn't want to hide what he was really feeling toward her despite the age gap.]

[Robin had very little issue with dying, and even less with being injured. Her training had taught her to deal with it, and her faith allowed her to deal with death - if it was permanent of course. Since it wasn't here, it had taken some of the fear factor away from her.

She did notice the lyrics through the melody, especially the second time round. She didn't ask him why he chose that particular song; it could have been a completely random choice, and it'd make things awkward if she called him out on it. But she couln't help but hope it wasn't a random choice..]

[Once the song had ended, he felt something stir in the back of his mind that the lyrics were more true than he came to realize. He lifted his chin and looked out over the lake. That feeling was something he needed to hold on to. Something could take a turn for the worse and they needed at least something to recall later in time when they were separated.

Subconsciously, he did just that and turned to look at Robin.]

If something were to happen, we shouldn't forget. At least....we'll have something to recall later.

[Opening her eyes again, albeit a little groggily, she simply nods]

..If I wanted to recall something later on, this would be an ideal memory

[That was something he can certainly agree on. Moments like this were really rare for him and sharing it with Robin really brought home how much of his life would have been wasted if there wasn't someone to share moments like this with.]

I know I'll remember it since you seem really tolerant of my terrible singing.

[He gave a slightly sarcastic grin.]

[She mirrors his smile, although hers wasn't sarcastic in the least]

You're really not as bad as you think you are, and I really like the song, so overall you're not doing too badly..~

I guess the one upside to hving so many bad things happen is that it makes you appreciate times like these

[It did take him a little by surprise that she was remaining so optimistic even at the poke to himself. It certainly gave him something else to focus on later and that memory isn't going to just slip away into obscurity. He'll hold on to it and he gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

You're right. Not about the singing but about everything else. I'll keep it. And it'll be our code.

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