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Production #V707 - Episode 7
ext. rutted path - day
XENA and GABRIELLE are traveling along a lightly forested path. Xena sits atop ARGO, her expression alert. Gabrielle walks ahead, eyes scanning the thick growth of trees lining either side of the path.
Her gaze sets upon a flash of red high in the canopy overhead, and she smiles, triumphant.
Xena rolls her eyes and shakes her head, but doesnít comment on Gabrielleís find.
Perturbed, Gabrielle turns and begins to walk confidently backward, a look of frustration on her face.
All right, so itís not the
best game in the world.
Her hands gesture wildly.
All of this beauty around
us, and branch is
Gabrielle stumbles forward, rebounding lightly away from a thick, fruit-laden bough hanging low over the trail. She catches herself just short of falling and fixes Xena with a look hot enough to fry ice.
Xena returns her look with a raised eyebrow and a smirk as she steers Argo deftly around the hanging branch. As she passes Gabrielle she leans forward and her smirk broadens.
Xena passes blithely on, leaving Gabrielle to clench her fists and jaw, and turn, teeth bared.
(to Xenaís back)
Iíll get you for this,
Gabrielleís mock frustration passes away like a summer shower, and she grins, throws up her arms, and trots off after her unrepentant partner.
ext. same path - day
Xena and Gabrielle continue their travels, with Gabrielle once again in the lead. Argo stumbles, and Xena utters a fluid curse as she brings the mare back under control.
Well, that works, I
suppose, but I donít
Itís all right, girl. Itís all right.
Gabrielle turns to see Xena jump off of Argoís back and lift the mareís front leg, peering at the hoof in disgust.
She threw a shoe.
Thatís the second one this month.
I know. Remind me to
thank our Ďfriendí
Thereís a town not far
ext. woods - day
An old, abandoned, and crumbling TEMPLE stands off the narrow path Xena and Gabrielle are following. It is surrounded by a ring of very old trees, most of whom have shed their leaves, even in this, the height of summer. The bone white of their naked branches resemble human skeletons bleached by the sun.
The temperature seems as if itís dropped twenty degrees, and Gabrielle shivers as an almost autumnal breeze brushes across her bared flesh.
Not exactly welcoming, is it?
Tell me about it.
I wonder whose it used to be?
Xena peers closely at the structure, but most of the identifying markers have crumbled away.
Hard to tell.
Might be something inside, though.
If itís all the same to
you, I think
Argo snorts in agreement, and Gabrielle grins a Ďthank youí at her.
Xena hesitates for a moment, then nods, taking a tighter grip on Argoís reins.
All right. Itíll still be
Oh no. Nothing at all.
Xena narrows her eyes, but refrains from commenting, and the two start down the path again, leaving the abandoned temple behind.
As they retreat, a pair of eyes follow their movements until they are out of sight.
END OF TEASER