Gathering Post

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The Queen's official birthday celebrations might wait for the better, brighter weather of June, instead of the actual date just passed, but there was no lack of things to do in London this week, even if it was cooler and damper than the week before. St. George's day festivities were scattered throughout the city, competing with celebrations of the four hundredth anniversary of Shakespeare's death. Getting around the city could be even more difficult than usual on Sunday, with multiple streets closed off for the London marathon.

There were exhibits - everything from graphic design to a survey of Sicilian history to the influence of underwear. And the same level of diversity could be found whether you were in the mood for music, theatre, good food, or late night fun. There was something for everyone, and no matter your plans - or lack of plans - you never quite knew what you were going to find, or who might find you.



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[offthebeatenpath]

Em shook her head, with a quiet "But I'm not." She didn't want to argue about it though - no matter how wrong Jag was this time. "We can get a pint if you want." Since she'd been shot, Jag had cut a lot of days short to see she got home all right, and even if he did it because he wanted to, it wasn't really fair to him. "If you don't have other plans."

[jageskro]

"I'm all yours," Jag confirmed with a grin. And no bartend would bat an eye at his make-up today.

[offthebeatenpath]

Em took a last quick glance around to be sure she hadn't left a card or anything behind, her smile warming as she glanced up at Jag again. "Lead the way, Draxo."

[jageskro]

"Let's go closer to home, yeah?" he offered, grinning at what she had called him. He needed to tell her about that actual dragon, but he wasn't going to let that ruin his smile. "Leave the crowds behind a bit."

[offthebeatenpath]

"Like I'm ever going to say no to that." Losing the crowds after a day being surrounded by them was always going to be a relief.

"So did all the kids love you even more than usual today?"

[jageskro]

"If it is possible for them to love me more than they usually do, they probably did," Jag grinned, starting walking towards the nearest Tube station.

[offthebeatenpath]

"Good point." Em's shoulder brushed against his as they walked. "Fire's always a favorite. Loving you more might not be possible."

Jag was much better with kids than Em, but his gifts called to them more, so he had a lot more experience with them. And he always seemed to have more fun with shows when there were kids around. She liked watching him then.

[jageskro]

"But then again it might be, because brilliant dragon make-up," Jag went on, gesturing at his face with a grin.

[offthebeatenpath]

That had been her point, but Em just grinned back. "Brilliant. Better than silly old cards any day, or screens supposed to be showing films but not working."

[jageskro]

"You've gone and done that walk thing?" Jag guessed with raised eyebrows.

[offthebeatenpath]

"Just parts of it." Jag worried about her enough these days - even if he tried to hide it - especially when she went anywhere by herself. And Em felt safer with someone she knew nearby too. But she'd wanted to see some of the Shakespeare walk, and she knew she'd enjoy it less if she went with someone who was only there for her instead of wanting to go themselves. So she went alone, but only for a short while and skipping around among the films.

"They were having some technical difficulties at a few stops. I haven't decided if I want to try again tomorrow or not."

[jageskro]

"Let me know if you do, yeah?" Jag offered with a half smile. He didn't really care about Shakespeare, but it was films. It might be fun. And he would feel better being there with her.

[offthebeatenpath]

Jag got a half smile in return. "Okay. But I feel bad, making you tag along places you don't want to go." Still, Shakespeare had a little something for everyone. Maybe, if she picked scenes from the right plays, Jag might enjoy it some.

[jageskro]

"If I'm offering, it means I want to go," Jag assured her. Solely for Em reasons, sure, but still.

[offthebeatenpath]

There was wanting to go, and then there was wanting to go so Em didn't go by herself, and they weren't the same at all. The latter she'd probably always feel bad about. "Mm-hmm," to suggest she knew which he meant this time. "I'll let you know if I decide to go."

[jageskro]

"Will do," Jag stated as they walked down the stairs into the Tube. He had them double back almost immediately, "Bloody inspectors. Can you handle walking to the next station, or are we buying tickets?" He never paid for the Tube if he could help it. Every little bit helped!

[offthebeatenpath]

Two years ago, in another London, Em would've always paid the fare, because it was less hassle than not paying. Four years ago, it might have depended on how flush she was at the time, and whether Sabine was with her. These days, in this London, or more years ago in the other, she didn't think twice about not paying unless she had to.

"It's not that far." And her leg was a lot stronger now; she could handle the walk. If she was realistic, Jag was likely to decide she needed a rest before she'd choose to take one, if she did need it. But she really didn't think she would.

[jageskro]

"You sure?" Jag asked her with raised eyebrows, a hand on her elbow.

[offthebeatenpath]

"I'm fine. And walking more's supposed to be good for me. Rebuilding my strength and everything." Em gave him a soft smile that transformed into a brighter grin as she spoke. "If I need to stop, I'll tell you. Now come on. You promised me a pint."

[jageskro]

"Oh, now I've made a promise, have I," Jag stated with an amused smile, and turned towards the stairs back up out of the metro station.

[offthebeatenpath]

"Yep. Implied promise we'd get a pint," she teased. What else could she have meant? "And don't try telling me you don't want one at the end of a good day, 'cause I know better."

[jageskro]

"Oh, no, I don't just want one," Jag assured her. "Two's the least I might go for. Maybe even some shots."

[offthebeatenpath]

"Two. More. Maybe even some shots," she agreed. "As long as one of us's close enough to sober we get home okay." Not that Em planned to get drunk, or anywhere near it. Not when she wanted to stay aware of who and what was around her. But a pint or two wouldn't hurt, and out with Jag was always fun.

[jageskro]

"That's what we're drinking close to home for," Jag pointed out as they reached street level. "That, and getting away from the crowds."

[offthebeatenpath]

"Both good things." Em turned to start toward the next closest station. "I kind of miss tipsy flying home from the bar, though."