Gazebo

[flanna]

Flanna looked up at him. "Yeah...well...you should have thought about that last time--take your own advice." She kissed his chest.

[razor]

"I know, love." His voice was starting, slowly, to lose the soft irish, and revert back to his normal accent. "But im stubborn...and i have to learn things slowly. I have the bumps for those too."

[flanna]

Flanna nuzzled him, yawning a bit. "...I know. I'll leave some of my own if I have to." She smiled. "Just....lets try not to do this again, okay?" She sighed. "And let's go home."

[razor]

"Close your eyes." Razor murmurred softly, "Get some rest, while i take us home." He liked that word. Home. "....And i promise. Never again." He kissed her forehead.

[flanna]

Flanna smiled. "Okay...wake me up when we get back..." And with that, she fell asleep gently.

[razor]

Razor just smiled, a simple, loving smile, kissing her on her forehead again as he held her close and brought her home. He took his time, though, giving her as much time to rest as was safe.

[buck]

*New Day*
Buck walked towards the Gazebo, he was used to being active all the time, and he couldn't just sit in his apartment. He would go to the stables, but he wanted to take advantage of the city where it was easier to meet people. His hat rested on his head, and he walked very proudly. He expression looked stern, but he was actually quite content. When he reached the Gazebo, he stood and leaned on the railing; looking out over the lake.

[cards]

Cards whistled as she strolled along. She was bored, to tell the truth. She'd woken up too late to sell papers and she didn't feel like playing solitaire all day. She pulled out a deck of cards from her pocket and shuffled them as she walked.

[buck]

Buck watched a girl walk past, "Howdy Miss." He said, tipping his hat. After walking through New York he knew his ways were a little different, but that didn't stop him from doing as he did. "May I be of assistance." In the small town near the farm in lived on, when you passed a woman, or she passed you, you always asked if they needed something. He wasn't quite sure if they did that in New York, but no reason to not do it anyways.

[cards]

Cards raised an eyebrow. The fellow was obviously not from around New York. "Heya. Nah, I don' need nothin'. Jus' takin' a stroll. What about you?"

[buck]

Buck shook his head, "Nothin' for me, miss." He said, still leaning on the rail. "Would you mind if I joined you?" He asked, wanting to talk a little, maybe learn more about the city. "It's my first day in town, and I was just lookin' for someone to talk with." He said, giving a nice smile.

He stepped down towards her, "Sorry, I haven't properly introduced myself." He removed his hat and held it with his left hand. holding out his right he spoke, "My name is Jameson, but you may call me Buck."

[cards]

Cards couldn't help it. She grinned. "Nah, I'se don' mind. You'se c'n join me. Dough, I'se gotta wahn yah. I'se don' know me way around all dat well." She shook his hand, "I'se Cards, by da way. Nice tah mee'cha."

[buck]

"Why thank you." He said, placing his hat back on his head. "And very nice to meet you." He returned. "Well, we can figure out thing big 'ole town together." He said. "So, did you just come here recently?" He asked, trying to start some talk.

[cards]

Cards nodded, shoving her hands into her pockets. "Yeah, I blew in from Boston 'bout three days ago. You?"

[buck]

"I come from Texas." He said, looking straight ahead. His face held a stern look, and his eyes always gave a look of loneliness, but his words were kind and stong. "Just came in today actually; dropped my stuff off at my apartment, and came down for a walk." He told her.