Quinten Log 75 - 16 03 2006
Salamandastron: Training Room
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This is the training room for the hares of the long patrol. The walls
seem to have taken a severe beating, more than likely not from stray
arrows missing the archery targets. There are several of said archery
targets lining the west wall, each with small oak stands a good
distance off to hold arrows, hang a bracer, and rest a bow on. The targets are
of simple design: a large, tightly wrapped bale of hay with a coarse paper
target on the front. A wooden mannequin, in no better shape than the
walls, is in the northeastern corner of the room. Besides that,
several wooden practice swords sit in a small pile. On the eastern side of the
room is a small, makeshift wrestling arena consisting of two mattresses
tied together. Then on the southern side of the room is a fitness
area, assembled from several pull-up bars, and a nice padded area to do push
up. Narrow, cylindrical weights (both wooden and metal) are pushed up
against the wall, along with a few straight metal bars for them to be mounted
on.
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Flaxpaw nods thoughtfully. "Hmm, have to keep an ear out. And wot've
you been doing, Greg?"
Terrance nods and says, "I'll try and put yer name in next month if'n
yer not around when they ask." He then looks to Greg as the question is
posed
The door opens and Quinten walks in yawning and scratcing at his ears,
he peers around the room and smiles at the other recruits making his
way towards them and yawning again
Gregorian quickly wipes any sort of suspicious thoughts he may have
been having for a moment out of his mind, ears perking a little and he
shrugs "Oh lessons, tha' healing class yah got out of Terrance, not so
good at the healin'" he glances round at the sound of the door opening and
nods to Quinten as he spots him.
Terrance nods and says, "Aye, that's one class I'm glad ta miss." He
chuckles a little at a story that comes to mind and then Quint comes in.
"Ya didn't sleep in today did ya?" He asks at seeing the yawn.
Quinten smirks and shakes his head "No no...was just up late wid Gabby
watching the moon from tha crater top, was nice" he smirks and his ears
flop forwards over his face as he stretches
Flaxpaw smiles "So you found her, then?
Terrance arches a brow, "Who is this Gabby ya keep mentionin' anyway?
Haven't heard tha name before."
Gregorian fights a frown difficult since it's become his main
expression with this sort of thing, nodding to Quinten "Hmm, yes, sounds lovely
or somethin'" he says before he gives Flax a curious look "She was
lost?"
Quinten frowns at Flax's odd statement "I found her find in the craft
room where i always find her at the end of the day..." he looks at
Terrance and grins "She's a doe, a rabbit and damn is she something else"
Flaxpaw shakes her head, pushing off from the wall a bit. no, not lost,
just not where he'd hoped." She brushes Greg's arm with her paw,
"C'mere an look at these toy swords for a sec. Let Quint wax poetic to a new
audience.
Flaxpaw pages, "yup, finally figured out it's Quint, not Quin. go me."
to you.
Terrance arches a brow at Quinten's statement, a bit of a disbelieving
expression on his face. "Right." He then looks to Flax and smirks,
"Headin' ta tha armory?"
Quinten blinks at Terrances reaction and then frowns "Well fine be that
way then, you wanted to ask and then...then.." he trails off and turns
around stalking across the room away from you all. annoyed at being
first insulted and then brushed off
Gregorian turns his attention to Flax at the arm brushing "Hmm? Toy
swords?" moving to follow her, a short glance going back to Quinten as he
goes off in a huff.
Flaxpaw pauses, looking after Quint indecisively. "I was." She sighs,
"Wot's wrong with him?"
Terrance smirks a bit as Quint heads off and he shakes his head. Going
over to the practice weapons, he picks out a "battle ax" stick himself
and starts to go through a routine one of the instructors showed him,
not too far from Flax and Greg so he can still chat.
Quinten pads about grumbling for a bit and then sighs, walking back
over "sorry...just tired and nerves...i wish they'd post my results
already"
Gregorian watches Quinten a short glance to Terrance as he starts
training "Hmm, not bad at all" he comments before looking back to Quint "Oh
the exams, hmm, well, how do yah think yah did?"
Flaxpaw drops her trip to the armory, which was half an excuse to get
Greg away from talk about Gabby anyway, and selects a rapier-ish
practice sword, which she begins working with, leaving disteance between
herself and the others so as not to whack anyone.
Terrance looks to Gregorian after a diagonal slash with it and says,
"Oh, yeah. Pole arms instrucah gave me a routine ta practice with when I
graduated. Stick isn't very accurate on tha weight but at least it's
bettah then nothin'." Looking over towards Flaxpaw he asks, "Take it tha
rapier is yer weapon o' choice?" Resuming his routine after spinning
around to deal a shadow foe a horizontal blow
Quinten shrugs and moves into a corner, removing his pracitce sabre
from under his belt and beginning to work with it "I think i did ok,
though i have no idea"
Flaxpaw replies to Terrance "yes, nothing like it, add a dagger in, an
your set." She's on the balls of her feet, poised to move, but still
for the moment as she sets up a pattern of different parries.
Gregorian looks around and appears suddenly out of place having no
weapon in his paws and not currently training, quickly going to move his
way over to the training swords and try and find himself something he
likes.
Terrance looks over to Quinten. "Rumor has it that you were in yer
practical test fer 20 minutes. How'd you manage that? Tha tester seemed in
a bit of a rush with me."
Quinten winces "Oh gods.....is twenty bad? We were just talking at the
end about my close combat skills tha is all...is twenty minutes bad?"
Terrance shrugs and says, "Well most of tha hares in my group were in
and out in about 5 minutes."
Flaxpaw listens quietly as she tests the practice sword, trying
different combinations of blade work before adding a bit of mild footwork to
her patterns.
Quinten drops his sabre "Five....five....but most of us were in there
at least ten.......and well we were just talking at the end"
Gregorian seems to be taking his time just choosing a weapon, he's yet
to settle on anything finally just picking out any old thing, any old
thing happening to be some sort of long sword with the odd splinter
coming out of it, he look over to Quinten for a moment and a frown forms
yet again "Oh calm down will yah, yah probably did just fine"
Terrance shrugs and says, "Maybe yer tester went a little slower." He
then goes back to his routine, making a slash then jabbing someone with
the imaginary spear head.
Flaxpaw makes an indistinct sound of agreement as she picks up the pace
of her drills, her left paw used as she might use a dagger, parrying
before lunging, or darting in, and jabbing.
Quinten still looks worried, retrieving his practice sabre and looking
at the door "Maybe...maybe i should pop back up...see if there is any
results posted"
Gregorian rolls his eyes and shakes his head before going to try and
practice a few moves with the sword "I doubt they will have Quint"
Terrance just offers a shrug as he goes through some moves using the
haft to attack/defend.
Flaxpaw has slowly been drifting closer to the fitness area, oblivious
to her surroundings, just realxing into the drills.
Quinten nods to Greg "Aye good point" he raises his sabre and drops
back intot he training forms, small short stocky frame weaving and bobbing
and dancing almost as he lets hsi mind and worries fade
Gregorian glances around that them all as he tries to really just keep
out the way with his training, he's not much used to the current sword
he's attempting the use, doesn't want to hit them all, also doesn't
want to appear to be doing badly at all with them too close.
Terrance glances Flax's way and spots that she's about to step on one
of the bars, "Look out behind ya Flax" he warns.
Quinten opens an eye and looks over at Flax to try and see what
Terrance is talking about
Flaxpaw steps back a little too quickly as Terrance utters his warning,
and sprawls, still holding the practice sword. A small squeek of
surprise eascaping as she falls.
Gregorian looks to Flax as he hears Terrance just in time to see the
doe fall and after a short pause he goes over going to offer a paw to
help her back up "Alrigh' there Flax?"
Terrance winces a bit as she falls and then walks over to her as well.
"Sorry I didn't warn ya in time there chapett."
Flaxpaw reaches up to take his paw, laughing in spite of herself.
"Nothin hurt but my ego. Teach me to watch my feet. Basil always said if you
don't know where you are you're dead in a fight."
Quinten smiles at Flaxpaw "Glad your ok Flax would hate for you to hurt
yourself"
Gregorian smiles at the laughing and goes to pull her up onto her paws
again "Good tah hear, who's this Basil chap by the way? Sure I've heard
yah mention him before"
Terrance chuckles and gives Flax a pat on the back then backs off a
little and leans against his "battle ax" like a cane
Flaxpaw shrugs, "My first drill sergeant, in a way. Lt. Basil. taught
me tons, an hated it. That was before I came here."
Quinten smirks nad leans over to peer up at Flax and shakes his head
"Can't have been as bad as me mama"
Gregorian chuckles a little "Sounds like a proper instructor then, wot
happened tah him then?"
Terrance just leans on his stick and listens
Flaxpaw shakes her head at Quint's comment. "Nah, Basil wasn't so bad,
really, just a realist. An he was right about a lot, I find." She's
still smiling, but in a slightly wistful way. "Major Clover wot lead the
patrol he was with sent me on here. Basil told me before they sent me on
that I'd be lucky if the colonel didn't send me home again." She
shrugs. "Wot about your mater, Quint?"
You say, "She was a right dragoon for disciplin and an order so she
was, she'd have us running all over, standing to attention for inspections
befoe dinner it was a nightmare"
Terrance smirks and says, "And yet you still had troubles with that yer
first week at that mountain eh?"
You say, "Week, more like weeks, i'd spent the previous year wandering
wild in the country, does strange things to your sense of time being on yer own""
Gregorian raises a brow at Quinten then chuckles at what Terrance says
"Sounds like she'd have made a good drill sargent herself, wot wot"
Terrance gives a chuckle and shakes his head a bit but that's about it
Flaxpaw moves over to the mats and sits down. "An now you're here an
settled." She says, smiling at Quint.
Quinten smiles at flax and winks "I got a girlfriend, good friends, as
much food as i could possibly wrong and i've not been late for
anything....in at least a month"
Terrance rolls his eyes a bit and says, "Well just keep up the not
tardy thing. I'm sure tha first class instructah's will be even harder on
that then yer current ones." He then hms as he remembers something and
goes to put his "battle ax" away. "I just remembered that I put off a
section of rapiers to polish so as not ta keep that L T waiting. I think
I'll go take care o' that now. Latah chaps."
You say, "Later Terrance and don't worry i'm only tardy now if Gabby
gets me....""
Gregorian gives a nod to Terrance trying to ignore what Quinten said
entirely "See yah Terr, happy polishin'"
Flaxpaw hops up, and catches Terrance on his way. "If you happin to
notice a lovely set back there, deep red leather wrap on the handle, very
well polished, do set it out of view, won't you?" she asks quetly, then
dashes back to sit, waving good-bye.
Terrance nods to greg and smirk, "Oh yeah, such fun." He then looks to
Flax, "Well if ya want ta point that one out ta me, I'll see about
hidin' it someplace. If'n ya feel like it, go ahead and come back there.
Anyhow, see ya chaps." He then heads back into the armory, pulling out
that polishing rag from his pocket as he gets to the door
Quinten shakes his head and smiles "Such a dedicated chap our Terrance,
hope i can match that one day"
Terrance goes through the connecting corridor to the Armory.
Gregorian smirks with a short look to Quinten "Not skippin' classes tah
play with yah girlfriend might be a start"
Quinten sniffs "Hey i never skip class you know just i was late once,
ONCE last month cause Gabby cornered me and wouldn't let me go till i'd
kissed her proper like"
Gregorian rolls his eyes and heads for the rack of practice swords,
long sword resting over his shoulder "Yeah yeah, whatevah yah say"
You say, "hey its te truth Greg honest it is""
Flaxpaw fidgits for a moment, then jumps up, heading to the armoury.
Gregorian frowns slightly as he puts the sword back a glance going to
Flaxpaw as she quickly leaves, more frowning "I nevah said it wasn't
Quint"
Quinten watches Flaxpaw leave and shrugs stretching his arms up
abovehis head "Hmmhmmm well wot say we go grab a drink?"
Gregorian watches the door to the armory for a good minute considering
going after her before he nods to Quinten "Hmm, suppose drink could be
good" finally looking back to the other buck "Lead the way"
Salamandastron: Recreation Room
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The recreation room for the army of the Longpatrol. Here soldiers come
to relax after a hard day's work and the officers come for a game of cards
or a quick drink by the fire. The room is quite large, having to deal with
a lot of hares at one time. Along one wall there is a large worktop with
some cuhsioned stools lining one side of it. On the other side of the
worktop there stand many kegs and bottles, lined so that they can be
easily opened by someone standing on the inside of the bar but well out
of reach of the rowdy hares on the other side. There are a few woollen
cloths on the bar and mats in front of each stool. The next thing nearest to
the bar are the round tables, each with 4 chairs around and a lantern in
the middle of each one. There are a couple of slightly larger oval tables
with 8 seats around, obviously for larger crowds. The other end of the room
is littered with armchairs, comfortable armchairs, each pair with a small
table in between. The armchairs are near the fire, used to heat the room
and provide extra comfort for the relaxing soldiers.
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Quinten saunters into the Rec room and hops up onto a bar stool,
ordering two drinks for us, one ale and one apple cordial. He passes the ale
to you and keeps the cordial for hismelf
Gregorian settles onto one of the stools next to Quinten a glance going
to the other hare's drink as he takes his own "Listenin' tah Gabby
then?"
Quinten flicks his ears from side to side "There is no harm in being
prudent to the wishes of ones doe....and besides she won;t kiss me if i
stink of alcohol"
Gregorian smirks and fights back a laugh "Nice tah know she knows how
tah get wot she wants and yah are payin' attention"
Quinten chuckles and shrugs "Wot can i say its true what they say, the
does always win"
Gregorian takes a swig of his drink and smirks "Lucky me not havin' one
then and lucky Gabby for havin' a little Quinten slave all for herself"
Quinten blushes "I'm no slave Greg"
Gregorian starts laughing some "Course not, yah just got yahself a doe
tah listen tah"
Quinten frowns "Your making fun of me"
Gregorian chuckles and leans down against the bar "No I'm not, besides
I'm pretty sure I promised not tah...could of been promisin' somethin'
else though..."
Quinten smirks and leans forwards sipping his drink and peers up at you
"aye thats true an yer a hare of ye word, though ye still got a free
shot at me"
Gregorian looks at him out the corner of his eye "Which I'm still
keepin' for the time bein'" he says before sipping from his drink.
Quinten sighs "I wish you'd just take it already...tis unnerving"
Gregorian shrugs "Yah've not earned it yet, besides, I don't care if
yah unnerved"
Quinten sighs and his ears fold back "You really do despise me don't
you greg?"
Gregorian shrugs once more "Sometimes"
Quinten sighs and swirls the remnants of his drink "You know i have
nightmares soemtimes...its our first battle, all is confusiong and you
stab me in the back with a sword and let everyone think the vermin got
me...." he shrugs "crazy isn't it?"
Gregorian raises a brow and looks over towards him "Wot?....Yah
actually think I'd do tha'?"
Quinten shakes his head "No i know you'd never do that, is just a crazy
drem"
Gregorian frowns slightly "Well yes, I wouldn't, might not like yah
sometimes but not enough tah kill yah"
Quinten smiles and nods "I figure if i keep plying you wid drinks and
maybe...maybe point ye in the right direction of some rumours i've heard
about other bucks...ye might not hate me so much"
Gregorian's ears perk and he quickly looks to Quinten "Othah bucks?..."
that's got his attention.
Quinten blushes and wriggles and nods "Yeah....heard it in the sauna
the other day....a private an a couple of recruits where mentioned.." he
slides a piece of paper across the bar
A small grin starts to form as Greg takes the paper and gives it a
short glance "Well now, there's a thin'"
Quinten leans back and smiles "ye'd be amazed wot ye kin hear if ye
know where to listen and the sauna is the best place"
Gregorian chuckles and tucks the piece of paper away in his uniform for
safe keeping "I'll have tah remembah tha', thanks Quint...oh and would
appreciate it if didn't tell Flaxpaw about the idea, don't think she
likes it much..."
Quinten nods hois head "Sure thing Greg i'll keep stum...though i
may...have accidentally mentioned that if a certain buck was in the sauna
and saw me with another buck then that buck might think like the other
buck"
Gregorian raises a brow at him "Did yah now?....Hmm, well, little risky
but not like I'm evah goin' tah get anyone without the risk...I'm
surprised at yah Quint, few weeks back were tellin' me it was wrong, not
quite the goody two shoes I was beginin' tah think of yah as"
Quinten shrugs "not much i can do about it, ye want to think tha way
your choice, Gabby and flax taught me tha an i still feel bad...so well
uhm tha buck i mentuioned wlel normally i'd not have said anything but
they use the sauna at about this time each day.
Gregorian's grin is back and he shortly downs his drink before getting
up "Well wot are we waitin' around here for then?"
Salamandastron: Sauna
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Several levels of wooden 'benches' ascend like a staircase to most of
the way to the ceiling. The room's heat comes from the forge room directly
below. The ventilation shaft for the giant furnace passes directly
around this room. A small pool is in the front of the room near the door and
is and is railed off by wooden railings. Rocks are stacked in the pool,
which bubbles and steams from the heat of the forge below.
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Quinten leads the way into the bathroom and changes out odf his uniform
and quickly wraps a towel securly about his waist. He smirks at you as
he peeks through the door "Good he's in there"
Gregorian likewise gets changed at by that point nerves are starting to
settle in "Oh dear, who is he?"
Quinten looks over at you and frowns shaking his head and steals your
towl and hands you another shorter one "Here wear that ye want to show
off those legs" he grins "Don't worry he's a recruit our age, but quick
inside now." ushers you towards the door.
Gregorian isn't altogether happy with having his towel stolen and once
he has the new one in place goes to slap Quinten round the back of the
head for it, not too happy about being ushered either but going and
stopping at the door to poke his head in and look around.
Quinten pushes you inside and shuts the door witha firm click then
leaning against it to make sure it cannot be opened the other buck in her
looks and smells just as nervous as you do having heard us come in, its
Recruit Freddie a lithe willowly built runner with ears that constantly
droop down. He looks nervously at Greg and swallows raising a paw in
greeting.
Gregorian stumbles in after the push and turns to give Quin a small
glare, not the sort of entrance he'd have liked still that doesn't last
long as he looks round again to Freddie, sort of nervous smile formed as
he raises a paw in return "Er, hullo"
Quinten settles down infront of the door, back to it so no one can get
inside idly polishing his claws and not looking at you, Freddie shufles
and motions to the bench next to him and throws more water on the coals
"Hey...Quint said...you might like think like i do...about...uhm...ye
know"
Gregorian hesitates slightly for a moment to gather his nerves before
he moves down and goes to sit next to the other buck "Yes, tha's wot he
told me too.." really hoping Quinten didn't get this wrong.
The smile on Freddies muzzle is more then plain enough that Quint was
bang on the button "Yea...that's good" he smiles "I'm...err Freddie"
Gregorian relaxes a little, not completely though, smiling a little
more naturally "Ah well nice tah meet yah I'm Greg"
"Yeah...i know seen ye in class.....yer uhm...quyite the recruit
Greg.."
Gregorian brightens up a little, he's nervous and trying to keep from
shaking too much "Oh well thanks, I think I might have see yah, erm,
once or twice"
Quinten is being small, not there polish claws, enjuoy steam, pour
water onto the coals to keep the steam levels up thats his job. Freddie
shifts a bit closer smiling "So uhm...wot did you...eer....wot happens
now?"
Gregorian hesitates slightly before carefully going to try settling an
arm around Freddie's shoulders, that'll prove whether Quint got the
right end of the stick or not for sure "I um, don't really know, was sort
of a surprise for me, didn't know there was any one else who er,
thought like that as well..."
Freddie visibly shivers as you lay your paw around his shoulders and
leans his head on against your steam drenched chest "Well...i've always
known....even afore i got here....thought i was alone then i heard" he
lowers his voice "about te Colonel brain wasing Quint and well
questiiooned him about it and he guessed"
Gregorian smiles more calmly and rests back against the bench behind
them, arm still around the buck "Ah, good to know somethin' good came out
of tha' then, of course also know tah be real careful around the place"
freddie nods, ears drooping further "Oh yes....can't risk uhm...anyone
finding out...i think...we can do it...if you...uhm...wanted to
date...maybe?"
Gregorian half grins and nods a little, cute ears this Freddie's got
"I'd not say no tah tha', erm, maybe up in the gardens sometime, usually
more empty there"
Quinten quin coughs and shakes his head slightly, Garden's not a good
idea not with the lockdown too many sentries peering outo f windows.
"Err no...but i know...the old Badger rooms.....we can lock the door from
the inside no one can get in and erm..." he blushes furiously, ears
flicking more "disturb us"
Gregorian glances up to Quin at the cough before he looks back to
Freddie, the grin soon returning "Ah yes, that'll do quite well" he
remembers how quiet that room can be "Could bring somethin' tah eat if yah
like...and if I can get it there without too many looks, er, when would be
good?"
Freddie shivers ears flopping forwards to try and hide his blush
"I've....always kinda dreamt...about having....a date ye know..."
Gregorian can't help but blush a little himself and smiles down at the
other buck, Flaxpaw is so going to kill him "I know, it's hard when er,
not many of us about and can't exactly go around askin'"
Quinten smiles happily keeping his head down, he's done good and Gabby
can deal with Flaxpaw he is sure, there is Terrance after all....
Freddie smiles up at Greg and darts his head forwards to kiss the bigger
bucks nose
Gregorian blinks at the quick kiss on his nose and smiles wide, his
ears twitching a bit to try and hide the nice pinkish red colour of the
inside, he smirks after a moment and goes to give the buck's shoulders a
small squeeze with the arm around them.
Freddie murrmurrs softly and runs his nose into your arm fur "So
uhm...how much longer kin we get away with being in here?"
Gregorian smiles and glances over to Quinten and the door "Would hope
for longer, wouldn't bet on it though, I hate hidin'"
Quinten looks up and winks and wriggles back against the door and
tosses more water on the coals "Ye got as long as i can keep this door
closed" Freddie smiles and brushes his ears back, fur damp and golden from
sweat and steam, he shifts so he can lean up and kiss your nose again
"Good"
Gregorian grins and looks back to Freddie just in time to get his nose
kissed again, he chuckles lightly and goes to put his other arm around
the buck, pull him over and nuzzle at his head, Greg's in an excitably
good mood, Quint's definitely going to be in the good books after this.
Freddie leans forwards, resting his head on the othe rbucks chest and
murrring happily, lightly strokign his arm "So....Greg...when did you
want to you know have our date?"
Gregorian rests his head down on Freddie's "Soon as possible" being the
quick answer "How's tomorrow sound?"
Freddie giggles and licks your nose "Sounds great" he closes his eyes
and blushes leaning up to kiss you just once but firmly
Gregorian grins and chuckles at the lick before he falls quiet again,
leaning back down to kiss the buck back and hold it there for a moment
or two.
Quinten is looking firmly at the floor, just pouring water on the coal
to hide them behind a cloud of steam, he may disapprove of this kind of
relattionship but is happy he's made Greg happy. Freddie boffs softlty
and shifts closer to his new buckdate
Gregorian is indeed happy, for once, both arms around Freddie and going
to rest his head against the buck's.
Freddie is just boffing, quivering hapoily, he's found a buck after so
long being alone in the mountain on his own. He rests his head against
Greg and smiles "Ye smell nice greg"
Gregorian is kind of sweaty from the heat in the place actually but he
smiles and goes to nose into Freddie's head fur himself "Not bad
yahself, I could get used tah this"
Freddie chuckles and leans up to whisper so Quin can't hear "I think i
like you already Greg, i might have to accidentally sneak out of the
dorms after lights out tonight"
Gregorian smirks and tries to keep from grinning too much this time,
his voice lowering as well "Well I can't let yah go wanderin' about the
halls at night on yah own now can I?"
Quinten smirks and stands up, placing a paw on the door handle "I'll
leave you two to get to know each other better, see you tomorrow Greg,
Freddie" he then slips out quickly leaving you alone! Freddie smiles and
kisses greg again "Hmmm he's a good buck"
Leaving the two new friends in peace Greg dries off and gets dressed,
heading off to grab something to eat.