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Adventures in babysitting [Narrative]
Feb. 9th, 2009 10:59 am“I’ve got to get out of here!” The teen insisted with a fair amount of exasperation in his tone.
“I’ve been cooped up forever, and I really need to get back into shape.”
Archer sighed gustily, throwing Ichigo a long-suffering look. Of course the kid would want to get out and about, Danny really did understand, but Ichigo’s timing was pretty bad. What with Riddick and Alice being gone, and Archer needing to go with Shania to scrounge up some decent clothes for her. ( Alice’s hadn’t fit….not that he was surprised in the least.)
“Look, bru, it’s not safe to just go wandering about out there, and—“
“I know that!”, the teen cut him off, raising one stalling hand so he could keep going with pleading his case.
“I’ll stick close. Just want to exercise some is all.”
Archer frowned at the boy, then glanced at the blond who had ensconced herself without so much as a by-your-leave in Archer’s own bed.
He really didn’t like splitting up…but Danny was also ready to stretch his legs a little too.
“Alright, alright. Look; I’ll go down with you, huh? We’ll just fill the kettle, and then I’ll keep an eye out.”
Raising both brows at the boy so Ichigo wouldn’t have any doubts that this was non-negotiable, Archer held out his hand for a shake.
“Deal?”
He wasn’t happy about it, that much was obvious, but he was still injured, and it wasn’t like he knew his way around this place yet.
The older man had also been awfully good to him, what with patching up his wounds, and feeding him all this time.
“Ok, sure.” Ichigo frowned, but agreed all the same.
“Right, then, get your…uh…’sword’, I’ll be down in a minute.” Archer said while getting up to go gather his knapsack and the big kettle they had been using to melt snow for water, but the snow close by was either too dirty to use, or had been scooped away already. Best to get some while they were out.
He didn’t bother to wake Shania, but he did root through his things to find a battered little notepad.
He’d leave a note tacked to the door in case she woke up. No need to have her wondering around outside looking for them since it was hardly wise to hang about outside their dwelling where some of the ‘locals’ could pick up their scent too easily.
As he pulled on his coat, he had to wonder why the hell he was the one stuck on babysitting duty.
“I’ve been cooped up forever, and I really need to get back into shape.”
Archer sighed gustily, throwing Ichigo a long-suffering look. Of course the kid would want to get out and about, Danny really did understand, but Ichigo’s timing was pretty bad. What with Riddick and Alice being gone, and Archer needing to go with Shania to scrounge up some decent clothes for her. ( Alice’s hadn’t fit….not that he was surprised in the least.)
“Look, bru, it’s not safe to just go wandering about out there, and—“
“I know that!”, the teen cut him off, raising one stalling hand so he could keep going with pleading his case.
“I’ll stick close. Just want to exercise some is all.”
Archer frowned at the boy, then glanced at the blond who had ensconced herself without so much as a by-your-leave in Archer’s own bed.
He really didn’t like splitting up…but Danny was also ready to stretch his legs a little too.
“Alright, alright. Look; I’ll go down with you, huh? We’ll just fill the kettle, and then I’ll keep an eye out.”
Raising both brows at the boy so Ichigo wouldn’t have any doubts that this was non-negotiable, Archer held out his hand for a shake.
“Deal?”
He wasn’t happy about it, that much was obvious, but he was still injured, and it wasn’t like he knew his way around this place yet.
The older man had also been awfully good to him, what with patching up his wounds, and feeding him all this time.
“Ok, sure.” Ichigo frowned, but agreed all the same.
“Right, then, get your…uh…’sword’, I’ll be down in a minute.” Archer said while getting up to go gather his knapsack and the big kettle they had been using to melt snow for water, but the snow close by was either too dirty to use, or had been scooped away already. Best to get some while they were out.
He didn’t bother to wake Shania, but he did root through his things to find a battered little notepad.
He’d leave a note tacked to the door in case she woke up. No need to have her wondering around outside looking for them since it was hardly wise to hang about outside their dwelling where some of the ‘locals’ could pick up their scent too easily.
As he pulled on his coat, he had to wonder why the hell he was the one stuck on babysitting duty.
