Title: Guilded Honor 1/?
Category: AU, Adventure
Disclaimers: Standard
Pairings: None yet
Ratings: PG
Warnings: OOC
Guilded Honor Part One
By SilverLady
Quatre shifted in the saddle, knowing even as he did so he wasn't going to find a more comfortable position. His hip was throbbing in pain and nothing seemed to ease it. It was getting so bad that he had barely been able to mount up this morning.
He closed his eyes and tried to forget about it for a moment, but just then the horse stepped sideways and threw all of Quatre's weight onto his right side. He practically bit through his lip to keep from screaming as the pain shot up and down his leg.
Would the pain ever stop, he wondered for what seemed like the millionth time since he'd been hurt three months ago. He really had thought that he'd mended well enough when he'd gotten the okay to move on from the doctor a few weeks ago, but after two and a half weeks spent mostly in the saddle and on his feet, his hip was telling him he had been wrong.
With a sight that was mostly moan, Quatre opened his eyes and looked around. He should be entering the town of Andar within the next hour. Hopefully there would be a room available at the Broken Arrow, an inn he often frequented when he was here. He liked the people who ran it and the food was better than most. He figured he should be able to afford a room for a least a few days, long enough for him to rest his hip and find some kind of a job. Maybe he could even persuade Lina, the owner and head cook, to throw in a hot bath. He could really use a long soak.
An hour and a half later Quatre stood in the front lobby of the Broken Arrow, trying to keep as much weight as possible off his right leg. To top off the throbbing pain, it felt as if the hip was beginning to swell, something he really didn't need. The doctor in Cordel had given him a brace, but at the moment it didn't seem to be helping much. Maybe he should have listened to the doctor's suggestion that he use a cane for a while. But who's going to hire a merc with a cane.
Just as he was beginning to wonder if anyone was there a young girl he didn't recognize came out of the back room. Looks like Lina's doing okay for herself, if she can afford to hire help.
The girl started when she saw Quatre. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. May I help you?"
Quatre smiled as he leaned against the counter. "I'd like to rent a room for a couple of days."
"The price of a single room is one gold a night or five gold for a week. The price includes breakfast and dinner, plus stabling for your mount."
Quatre frowned as he considered the little bit of money he still had left to his name. If he was very frugal he could probably swing a week, especially since it covered meals as well. An interesting new twist you've added since last I was here. That would be plenty of time to rest up his hip. "I'll take a room for a week."
The girl smiled. She quickly filled out several lines in the book in front of her. "Your name?"
"Quatre."
She wrote it down in the book and then turned it to face him. "If you would just make your mark here," she said, indicating a line in the book. "It'll be five gold, please."
Quatre signed his name. Lina had definitely made some interesting changes around here. Handing the girl back the pen, he drew five gold out of his money pouch and placed them on the counter.
"If you'd like you can go into the dining room and get something to eat or drink."
Quatre paused for a moment. "I'd rather just go to my room, if you don't mind. It's been a long day."
"Of course. I can have someone send something up if you would like."
"Yes, thank you."
"Good." The girl stepped around the counter. "If you will just follow me."
Quatre picked up his bag and turned to follow the girl. He'd only taken a step when fireworks exploded behind his eyes and his leg folded beneath him. He never even felt himself hit the floor as blackness rose up to engulf him.
Category: AU, Adventure
Disclaimers: Standard
Pairings: None yet
Ratings: PG
Warnings: OOC
Guilded Honor Part One
By SilverLady
Quatre shifted in the saddle, knowing even as he did so he wasn't going to find a more comfortable position. His hip was throbbing in pain and nothing seemed to ease it. It was getting so bad that he had barely been able to mount up this morning.
He closed his eyes and tried to forget about it for a moment, but just then the horse stepped sideways and threw all of Quatre's weight onto his right side. He practically bit through his lip to keep from screaming as the pain shot up and down his leg.
Would the pain ever stop, he wondered for what seemed like the millionth time since he'd been hurt three months ago. He really had thought that he'd mended well enough when he'd gotten the okay to move on from the doctor a few weeks ago, but after two and a half weeks spent mostly in the saddle and on his feet, his hip was telling him he had been wrong.
With a sight that was mostly moan, Quatre opened his eyes and looked around. He should be entering the town of Andar within the next hour. Hopefully there would be a room available at the Broken Arrow, an inn he often frequented when he was here. He liked the people who ran it and the food was better than most. He figured he should be able to afford a room for a least a few days, long enough for him to rest his hip and find some kind of a job. Maybe he could even persuade Lina, the owner and head cook, to throw in a hot bath. He could really use a long soak.
An hour and a half later Quatre stood in the front lobby of the Broken Arrow, trying to keep as much weight as possible off his right leg. To top off the throbbing pain, it felt as if the hip was beginning to swell, something he really didn't need. The doctor in Cordel had given him a brace, but at the moment it didn't seem to be helping much. Maybe he should have listened to the doctor's suggestion that he use a cane for a while. But who's going to hire a merc with a cane.
Just as he was beginning to wonder if anyone was there a young girl he didn't recognize came out of the back room. Looks like Lina's doing okay for herself, if she can afford to hire help.
The girl started when she saw Quatre. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here. May I help you?"
Quatre smiled as he leaned against the counter. "I'd like to rent a room for a couple of days."
"The price of a single room is one gold a night or five gold for a week. The price includes breakfast and dinner, plus stabling for your mount."
Quatre frowned as he considered the little bit of money he still had left to his name. If he was very frugal he could probably swing a week, especially since it covered meals as well. An interesting new twist you've added since last I was here. That would be plenty of time to rest up his hip. "I'll take a room for a week."
The girl smiled. She quickly filled out several lines in the book in front of her. "Your name?"
"Quatre."
She wrote it down in the book and then turned it to face him. "If you would just make your mark here," she said, indicating a line in the book. "It'll be five gold, please."
Quatre signed his name. Lina had definitely made some interesting changes around here. Handing the girl back the pen, he drew five gold out of his money pouch and placed them on the counter.
"If you'd like you can go into the dining room and get something to eat or drink."
Quatre paused for a moment. "I'd rather just go to my room, if you don't mind. It's been a long day."
"Of course. I can have someone send something up if you would like."
"Yes, thank you."
"Good." The girl stepped around the counter. "If you will just follow me."
Quatre picked up his bag and turned to follow the girl. He'd only taken a step when fireworks exploded behind his eyes and his leg folded beneath him. He never even felt himself hit the floor as blackness rose up to engulf him.