1 | master of arms [gisborne]

Thirty-two [revised]

"I knew! I knew there was something off about her!" shouted Kate while Robin paced back and forth at the Outlaws' Camp.

"Just concentrate on the plan, all right?" Robin snapped, clearly annoyed with Kate.

"I mean, Gisborne's sister? I can't believe you fell for it. On top of that, we've got ourselves a traitor, and she gave us no indication whatsoever."

"Reminds me of Allan," mumbled Much quietly, only to be rewarded with brutal punch in the arm from the man himself.

"Kate, the plan," Tuck said.

Much sighed. "Well, I'm not happy about it."

"When are you ever?" muttered Tuck.

Much rolled his eyes. "Robin cannot just walk into walk into Gisborne's camp alone with no means of defense against Black Elite and a massive... cat!"

"If we storm in there, we'll be shot down in a moment," Tuck argued. "Robin has to look like he's surrendering."

"It's not one of your better plans, is it?" Allan spoke. "I'm not being funny, but Linda knows you. She'll notice your act and then everything will go wrong. You know, maybe if we waited—"

"Waited for what?" Tuck interrupted. "Isabella and Linda to divulge everything they know about us?"

"She wouldn't," Robin defended from the ladder.

He got looks threw his way.

"All right? I know Isabella wouldn't. I can't speak for the other one. Kate is right, Linda did give us no indication, and she did defend Gisborne. But that's why this plan has to work. We need to see what side she's on."

Allan sighed and walked off. Kate stared at Robin in disbelief. Tuck decided to break the tension. "It's a good plan," he agreed. "Robin won't be undefended for long." The Man of God turned. "Allan, let's go."

*****

Linda was sitting down in the tent when she sensed there was an intruder. Isabella saw him, too. The two shared a look and went outside. Guy was talking to some of his soldiers, too occupied to see what was going on.

"Look what the cat dragged in," Linda said coolly.

"Robin," said Isabella faintly. Guy turned at the very mention of his name.

Robin Hood was in fact waltzing into Gisborne's camp, a big old smile on his face. He chuckled when the guards formed a path and pointed spears his way. Robin put his hands up. Gisborne made a signal for the soldiers to back off.

"Welcome," he greeted.

Robin casually put his hands on his head and looked around. "I like what you've done with the place, Gisborne." He looked to Linda, and the smile faded. "Oh, you."

"Hi," she said bluntly, crossing her arms. "Wasn't expecting your visit."

Robin chuckled bitterly. "Well, I find that very hard to believe." His gaze went to Isabella. "Given him a full report, have you?"

The glare Linda was giving him would have killed him had such a thing been possible. Her emerald eyes glinted with a dark fire as she slowly stepped in front of Isabella, the younger Gisborne's face falling significantly. Robin dared to glance down at Linda's side; her knife was at the ready. He met her eyes again.

Try me, they seemed to say.

"There'll be no further conversation with my sister," Guy said. "She knows where her loyalties lie."

"I'm sure she does," Robin agreed coldly.

Linda growled. "None of this would've happened if you didn't nearly get her killed in the first place," she spat.