Closed | Constant vigilance!

[fatherlesskind]

Who: The Grey Wardens of Wonderland - Alistair, Anders, Nathaniel & Robyn
Where: The grounds
When: A sunny day in July
Rating: PG - minor swearing at worst
Summary: The Grey Wardens are a proud order of defenders and their members must always be on their guard for sneak attacks
The Story:

It wasn't his idea.

That much Alistair would be making perfectly clear when the dust settled. Because it wasn't. He'd just agreed to go along with it when the suggestion was made. So any blame to be had should fall solely on the culprit. Who is better at running away than Alistair himself anyway so it's better if he takes all the credit.

So. Definitely not his idea.

Which might not get him far, when he's still pressed back against a tree listening to Robyn and Nathaniel's voices approach, a water balloon in each hand and his pockets bulging and sloshing in a rather suspicious manner. Anders is somewhere on the other side of the path similarly waiting till their fellow Wardens get close enough. The ambush was also definitely, mostly, not-at-all his idea and not something he should be punished for.

When the pair of them are just drawing abreast of him, Alistair leaps out from around the tree where he'd been (poorly) hiding with a gleeful shout of "Have at thee!" Hostilities thus declared he flings his two balloons at the faces of the two Wardens. On his right he can hear Anders emerge as well to helpfully supply the others with their own weapons and maybe get a few shots of his own in while they're still off-guard. No one said this was going to be a fair fight.

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[noble_son]

"And Thomas, I knew he was lying, he always had the most ridiculous tell..."

Nathaniel is doing something that could very well be mistaken for smiling as he walks beside the other warden, unarmed save for a short knife and with both hands clasped behind his back. He's relating a story from his childhood, one that they had worked around to through shared experience of growing up as nobility, and he is woefully unprepared to defend himself when Alistair leaps out in front of them.

It doesn't occur to him that Alistair might actually attack them. It certainly doesn't occur to him that his weapon of choice would be balloons full of water. The well-aimed missile breaks as it hits him, soaking the front of his shirt, and Nathaniel swears loudly.

And he is, of course, quick to try and sweep Anders' feet from under him before he can get too many shots in.