Quinten Log 75 - 16 03 2006

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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.