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They'd kicked him out again, bloody badgers, no one in the kitchen there understood how to make a good Shepard's Pie. Twasn't his fault that he felt the need to storm back there and teach them.

And if the turnips had a mite of sense to them, they'd have listend as well. Ah well, could lead the horse to water, be damned if you didn't shove the things head in there too.

Surprised with himself, Shane found he'd wandered to the garden. Sure, and a lovely place it was also. For a moment, he felt the pang for home and it's rolling green hills. And his sisters gardens, a slice of heaven if there ever was.

Feeling nostalgic he kneeled down and snaped a flower out of the ground, twirling it in his fingers.

"I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer
Now I'm returning with gold in great store
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more"

Feeling the mood strike, he went into the chorus with great feeling.

"And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild ro..."

Had he not been singing so grandly though, perhaps he may've noticed he was about the be fallen upon. Trying to catch his weight and the person's who fell as well, he ended right on his rump.

Twas a beauty staring back at him though. Sure and he had pulse to prove it. Though she seemed a bit startled and a little un-nerved at the moment. Standing up and brushing himself off, he reached down to give her a hand up.

"'Ello there girly, I reckon we were the both of us not minding enough of our surroundings then?" He said with a genial smile.

It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure this one needed space. Taking a step back, Shane lowered his hand. Scared, she was, of him, but not only him. Whatever it was, she didn't seem to want to talk about it obviously, which suited him just as well. Everyone had things that needed to stay in the past.

"Sure, and I wasn't much mindful either then. Not to worry though, no harm done." Ignoring his rigidly installed manners he didn't offer his hand for a shake. He felt she wouldn't take it anyway. "I'd be Shane then."

"Eponine, that's a pretty name, where do you hail from?"

The... France? Interesting... It seemed to Shane that something was a bit off from this meeting, but he kept his face in a grinning passive. Sure, and she could keep her secrets, long as they didn't screw with himself.

But, he couldn't help but chuckle when she paid him his compliment back. Twas probably the first and last that'd happen.

"Oh, me? I'm for the Emerald Isle, the most gorgeous place you can ever imagine." National pride? Just a little... Up the rebels.

"Ah? No, I've just not been complemented on my name before, that's all. Twas a nice thing of you to say though." Shane sent her a bemused grin.

"The Emerald Isle, tis also known as Ireland. It's home to wonderful hills so green you'd think you're looking at a painting. And some of the ruins... well... not ruins... I dunno, before the time mix it had the most magical ruins." Pondering a moment Shand continued, "You find it next to England and Scotland. And I believe you can find a map in the libarary here. I'm sure they'd let you borrow one. You planning on traveling much?"

Aye, there was something definitly odd about this one...

"Well, yes and no, it's a bit like a large garden, but no more than anywhere else I suppose. Minus the desert perhaps. I've a fair few pictures of the homeland in my room, I'll show them to you sometime. They've mostly got my family in them, but there's a few really nice ones that show what Ireland's all about."

Despite his love of his home, Shane sincerely hoped none of his missions took him wondering back to Ireland. Twasn't worth the headache of avoiding the relatives. "Aye, I imagine we'll be heading to a vast many places. Any you're looking forward to seeing in particular?"

Well, she was a curious girly, wasn't she?

"The desert well, it's very hot and dry, with a lot of sand. Not a particular place you'd want to take a holiday at. Unless you're after seeing the pyramids. I've been to Egypt myself actually, fascinating if you like stuff of that sort. And I imagive there's a few pictures of that too in my album."

He paused for a moment... his family... well, there was no harm in telling her some basics. Twasn't as if she were looking to hurt them. "I've a sister and a brother, and both parents well and fine. My family runs a pub in County Clare, and no finer food you'll ever find, cept maybe by my hand." There was a fair amount of pride to his voice. "And if'n you find yourself in Ireland, you should stop by their pub."

"New york is it? I've a yen to go there as well. It seems a great place to shop and sight see, maybe see a show on Broadway too." Oops, his inner thespian was showing.