1 | master of arms [gisborne]

Eleven

time for some fluff XD .*cough* *cough* you're welcome @hobbitandlotrlvr

anD OH MY GOD ROBIN HOOD YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE THIS ADORABLE GOSH DARN IT.

*****

Guy sat behind Vaisey on a table, looking down at the ground. The two of them had finally gotten unstuck by Robin's stupid arrows, the envoy finally recovered from his hit in the gut. Now he was standing right in front of the Sheriff, a look of anger in his face.

"Today's humiliation has wrecked your authority," he said seriously, practically spitting in Vaisey's face, "with your people and Prince John when I tell him." The envoy sneered and clapped his hands once. "Back to London at last. Goodbye, little people." The envoy's sneer grew full evil smile now, waving shortly. Then his smile disappeared, and he left the room.

Sheriff Vaisey turned to Guy, a look of disappointment written all over his face.

"You pathetic, misery-addled mess," said the Sheriff cruelly.

Guy looked at him, his face unreadable, but a frown he wore, his eyebrows knit together.

"You are teetering on the edge of dispensability, Gisborne. Make sure you don't fall off."

Guy scoffed, looking down again. "You know, I've finally come to the conclusion that I don't like you," said Guy, looking up to meet his eyes.

Vaisey pretended to be taken aback a bit. "Aw," he said. "Aw, what's the matter, hmm?" Vaisey lightly shoved Guy's shoulder, who of which was giving him a cold look. "Was nasty Robin Hood horrible to our little Guy, hmm? Or has Linda not come back to you at all? Maybe she's gone from you. Or maybe nasty Hood did something! Oh, diddums."

Guy snapped. Grabbing Vaisey's collar, Guy flipped him over on the table. Growling, Guy said, "Mention her like that again, and you won't be saying anything else for the rest of your life."

Instead of cowering in fear, Vaisey only smirked. "That's better, Gisborne. You better show some spine. You're going to need it. Hmm? Hood gave you life. Now you go and get it right!"

Growling once more, Guy shoved Vaisey and let go of him. Walking to the door now, Guy clenched his fist. He wanted to kill somebody, he wanted to strangle somebody, but mainly, he wanted Linda... he wanted her company to ease him. It wasn't until Vaisey speak did his train of thought stop, along with him.

"Gisborne," he called, struggling to get up from the table.

Looking back over his shoulder, Guy huffed. "What?" he said darkly, gritting his teeth.

"I am also worried for her," said Vaisey coolly. "Do not think I am not, despite my continuos humor."

Guy hesitated, but then nodded shortly. Exiting the room now, he entered the hallway. While walking, he sighed to himself miserably.

"Linda," he whispered into the air. "Where are you?"

*****

Linda followed the outlaws and Tuck up a grassy hill in Sherwood. Her hood was off now, and her hair was down and loose. Allan had helped her up the hill the whole time, while Tuck talked.

"Now, listen. They'll come at you with everything they have now." The group stopped, listening intently to his words. "Are you ready?"

"They haven't seen anything yet," said Robin with a small grin.

"That's true enough," agreed Linda.

"Not now there's a warrior priest on the case, eh?" said Robin. With a smile, Robin looked to the others. "Tuck's joining out fight, lads," Robin glanced to Linda. "And lady," he said sweetly, to which Linda made a little face to him mockingly. Turning his attention back to the lads, Robin said, "He's one of us now."