Library [10/10]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George had pulled out a big book full of hockey statistics and pictures.

He was looking way more at the pictures, yeah, but he had managed to discover that the lines on the ice weren't just to coordinate with the uniforms.  He'd have to tell Sookie.

[Flying OCD-free]

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[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

Beka entered the library, the two books she'd borrowed last time under her arm. She put them on the desk in front of George and looked at him like a Dog would. "Are you keeping your nose clean?"

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

He looked up at her, a smirk crossing his face. "Never, Guardswoman."

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

She shook her head at him. "Your mama will be disappointed to hear it."

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

Oh come on, that was unfair.

"Me mam's used to it," he pointed out. "She'd not know what t'expect otherwise."

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

Dogs fought dirty too.

"She's nice," Beka said. "You shouldn't worry her like that." She'd been joking at first, but now she was turning serious.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

He frowned just a little before giving her a lazy smile. "She's got naught t'be worried about."

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"And you've know a mother not to worry even if she's got naught to worry over?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"Did she be passin' her worryin' on to you?" George asked, raising an eyebrow right back.

She might have. He could still feel the lectures she gave him over not telling her Beka Cooper was here.

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

Beka snorted. "She may have," she said. "I'd not be a good Dog if I'd not watch out for the Lower City here."

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

He leaned back in his chair, watching her for a long moment.

"Aye? Is that what you were doin' wit' yer visitors?"

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"Watch out for you?" she shook her head. "I had much better to do then."

Like canoodling with Rosto. Much better.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"Watchin' out fer th' City," he corrected.

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"With the Lord Provost and the Rogue," she chuckled. "I do take it seriously."

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George stared. And then cracked up.

"Yer friends wit' th' Rogue?"

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"Aye," she agreed, mimicking him. "I'm friend wit' th' Rogue. That's so surprising?" Well, she did know it was.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

He was still laughing. "An' d'you lecture him too?"

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"When he deserves it," she replied. She did, just not a whole lot. She knew he'd not listen to her and she'd not want to hear what he'd to say.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"I'd've thought y'd be tryin' t'hobble him every chance ye got," George said.

Though from what he'd seen and - oh. That was who her visitor was. He would've guessed earlier, and he bet his mother had.

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"And you think it'd be smart for a Dog to try to hobble the Rogue?" she shook her head. "The Lower City needs a good Rogue and he'll do better than Kayfer's done in ages."

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"Dunno if yer a smart Dog, Beka," he teased.

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes at him. "Smart enough not to be dead yet," she said.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George dismissed that, more interesting things to tease about so close at hand.

"So what's th'Rogue's intentions t'ye?" he asked.

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"None," she said firmly, fixing him with a Look.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

She'd met his mother, right? He was used to those looks.

"But he came all this way t'visit you," he pointed out. "An' him th'Rogue."

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

His mother didn't have ghost eyes.

"He's the Rogue," she agreed. "Which is why there'll be no intentions."