A Secret Plan (Sheriff)

[Marian]

Marian didn't have a clue what to do. She knew that the Sheriff and Gisborne were lying to Allan, that they weren't planning on going to the docks - they were going to the Holy Lands. To kill the King. Robin was - well, she didn't know where he was, but she had a feeling she was going to have to sort this out herself; and that was why she was making her way, purposefully, towards the Sheriff's room, with a sword clasped in her hand.

Worrying thoughts rushed through her head like the adrenalin that was pumping through her veins; being caught, not managing to do it, Nottingham being razed to the ground upon the Sheriff's death. But this had to be done - kill the King, and you kill England. And she wouldn't let them do that: people hadn't died, her father hadn't died so that scum like that could ruin everyone's lives.

She rushed in the door, her mind set, and spied him there, before her, looking over charts. Silently, deadly she moved across the floor, and before he could shout she had him leaning against the table, her sword pointing to his throat. Now she just needed the guts to go through with it...

[Sheriff Vasey]

"Marian." He began, a slight quake in his voice. True, the consequences of her killing him would be terrible, but he still didn't want to die - and right now, Marian had a sword pressed against his throat. "I should've guessed. What is it you're annoyed about now then, hmm?" He tried to talk his way out of this one, in his usual sneering manner. "Peasants taxes? The Outlaws? Or something a little...bigger?" He knew she knew - it just depended on whether she would admit what it was she knew...

"So, is Hood coming to help you then? He must be somewhere in the wings, waiting to save your pretty little neck. Hood? Hood!" He shouted out, pretending to be Marian, shouting to him for help. For he knew Robin wouldn't be coming to help.

"It's Robin Hood's birthday today, did you know?" He gave a knowing smile, "I'm sure you did." He paused, hoping this would be his ticket out of here, "Well, right now, there's a birthday party for Robin in Locksley. And hundreds of my best armed men have been invited..." He laughed, "So don't expect him to be coming to save you when you get locked up for this..."

[Marian]

She was shaking slightly, but hopefully not enough that he would notice. She knew the consequences of her actions - but she knew the consequences of his too. If she let him live, then the King would die. Englang would be dead, taken over by the Black Knights and Prince John - it would all be over. And she could not let that happen.

"All of that. Oh, and the little fact of your plan to kill the King. Allan may be dim enough for you to fool him, but I'm not. You're not going to the docks; you're going to the Holy Lands, to kill the King. And I'm stopping you." She smirked, a strange bravery sweeping over her. Perhaps it was because she knew what she was doing was right; whatever it was, it would make killing him much easier.

How did he know it was Robin's birthday today? Of course she knew; she was planning on going to his party later. He knew about the party? The bravery left, and fear replaced it, sweeping through her, as her face showed she did not know of the Sheriff's plan to capture Robin - and presumably, that meant Robin was unaware of it too. Her stance relaxed a little, and before she knew it, the Sheriff had caught her off guard: her sword was on the floor, and he was shouting for Gisborne...

((Apologies for God Moding - I'm playing the Sheriff at the minute too, and so I'm just trying to make the storyline work!))

[Sir Guy]

The tall, hansome black shadow of Sir Guy ran into the room after hearing the sheriffs loud calls. His eyes darting over to Marians and he sighed, looking back at the sheriff.
"you called me my lord"

[Sheriff Vasey]

He nodded, as guards began to attach handcuffs to Marian, following the Sheriffs orders. His eyes narrowed at Guy, and he pointed at Marian. "She tried to kill me. All the time we thought we had a spy in their camp, they actually had a spy in ours." He smirked, "Shame that their camp - and their spy - will not be living for much longer, isn't it." He laughed cruelly.

"Take her outside, Gisborne. She's coming with us. I think she should witness our, ahem, great deeds in the Holy Lands. Afterall, we wouldn't want to leave her here and leave the chance that she may manage to rescue the Outlaws." He laughed, "Not that that is possible."

"Are we ready to leave, Gisborne?" He asked, "We have pressing matters in the Holy Land to attend to..."

[Sir Guy]

Guys eyes focused on Marians, she had promiced him that there would be no more nightwatchman but she had lied to him. He nodded, pretending to have no idea that she was a spy. Guys eyes widened as the sheriff added 'the spy' and looked rather shocked but he had no choice but to smirk and nodd.

He grabbed Marians hands and pulled her outside and into the carriage before getting quickly in and sitting beside her. "yes my lord, we are ready"

[Sheriff Vasey]

He was a little surprised that Marian had been deceiving them all this time; she was clever, there was no doubting it. Unfortunately for her, the Sheriff doubted she was clever enough to escape being left to die in the desert - that would take exceptional genius, and she certainly wasn't that.

"Good." He said, as he followed Gisborne and the handcuffed Marian into the carriage, with Allan close behind. "Go!" He shouted to the driver, and as the horses sped off he smirked to himself and to the disgruntled looking Marian: this was to be the end of the King, the end of his reign, and the beginning of his true power...

[Sir Guy]

Guy sat beside Marian, looking out of the small carriage window. He only saw trees of the forest and the path, endless trees past.

The tall, dark man turned back to the sheriff and smirked, looking back at Marian