Week 4; Sunday; Barnham

[alcobrawlic]

[ What a weekend. From trying to figure out who'd killed Barnham's roommate and... that weird circus guy, to having her roommate volunteer himself as a culprit, even if he hadn't killed either one of them, and coming back to an empty room after some odd weeks of walking in to Winston's barking and Whiskey Hour with Will, or Ezio's overly flirtatious attempts...

Sara doesn't really consider herself to be the sentimental type, and it's not as though she feels like crying or screaming at the sky, but at the same time... she doesn't feel like going back to the hotel right now.

So here she is, wandering around town with the air of someone who really doesn't know where the heck she's going. ]

Comments

[alcobrawlic]

You already promised to have a victory drink with me when we end this game, [ and she says this rather breezily, over her shoulder, even though she's also not turning around because even Sara isn't completely immune to embarrassment. ]

Honestly, that's really all I need to hold you to.

[moraled]

[... Alright, if that's how she wants to play it.

He follows, but a few paces behind. Constantine... kind of just looks between the two of them as he trots along.]

... Very well then. Consider it... a deal.

[alcobrawlic]

A beer and a jailbreak.

[ Well, at least she sounds amused. ]

Sure, we'll make a party out of this deal.

[moraled]

Lady Instructor...

[...A sigh, but it's more amused than anything.]

I am beginning to believe you could make a party out of anything.

[alcobrawlic]

Maybe not everything, but you're probably right.

[ Nodding firmly. Good, he's learning. ]

[moraled]

I am not oblivious to your penchant for acting light-hearted, after all.

[Though...]

Even though I am rather certain you are very capable of being serious when the situation calls for it.

[alcobrawlic]

It'd drive you crazy if I was all fun and games all the time, right?

[ Well. She knows how to be serious, when it counts. ]

[moraled]

[...]

Though I have found that I've grown used to it over my time handling witnesses... it is certainly a different situation entirely here.

[how does he even herd cats]

[alcobrawlic]

It's true, I'm not really used to makeouts and flirting being a thing when we're investigating murders.

[moraled]

[............................]

That... is definitely not what I was referring to.

[a-ahem]

[alcobrawlic]

No? Not at all?

[ This never gets old. ]

[moraled]

[AAAAAAH...]

I...

I was simply...speaking of the chaos that these trials tend to be...

[Please help him.]

[alcobrawlic]

That's been a part of it, hasn't it?

I mean, besides everything else.

[moraled]

Honestly, you are entirely incorrigible, Lady Instructor.

[But... it's not so bad.]

[alcobrawlic]

Coming from you, that almost sounds like a compliment, Inquisitor Barnham.

[moraled]

[Sara....]

I cannot say with full certainty it was intended to be an insult.

[so there you go]

[alcobrawlic]

That's....!

... Sweet, I think? Thanks?

[ Barnham, you do still need to work on this. ]

[moraled]

[He needs a lot of work.

Which he can tell.

AHEM.]

Constantine, a destination?

[The dog barks and PICKS A DIRECTION.

Good plan, constantine.]

[alcobrawlic]

[ Wow, you don't enjoy her aimless ambling?? ]

Sure, I guess we can head that way.

[ SHE'LL JUST FOLLOW THE DOG. ]

[moraled]

[The dog is picking the general store??? Sure.]

Constantine does tend to have his own idea of things, after all.

[alcobrawlic]

I like that! [ Of course she does. ]

He's a dog who knows what he wants.

[moraled]

Despite his small appearance, he is a valiant knight.

[His dog!! is great!!]

[alcobrawlic]

Well, you know what they say... you don't mess with the little ones.

[ ... but who says that, Sara. ]

[moraled]

[... no, really, who says that.]

... Is that wisdom from your world, Lady Instructor?

[alcobrawlic]

Sure is! [ promptly. ] The two shortest and youngest members of my class are probably the most dangerous.