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Guinevere ([info]futurequeen) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-08-19 01:31:00

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Entry tags:!closed, guinevere, morgana

Who: Gwen and Morgana
What: A long needed chat
When: Afternoon
Where: Morgana's room, then the mall.
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

Gwen brushed down the plain black skirt and white top she had managed to buy when she first came here. She barely wore anything different, between that and the dress she wore when she first arrived. She never was one to look well done up, that had been Morgana's thing. She just sat back and willingly let Morgana take all the attention.

Finally pulling herself from her thoughts, she knocked gently on Morgana's door. She had not seen her since Morgana had arrived and she felt guilty for that. She was meant to see her every day. Brushing her hair back, she waited for Morgana to come to the door. She was expecting her, so she hoped that Morgana would answer quickly.


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[info]future_seer
2009-08-22 06:33 pm UTC (link)
Morgana was worried about Gwen. This outing, as much as she wanted a chance to properly explore the mall, was more for her friend than for herself. She couldn't shake the feeling that Gwen was lying to her about the pills. Despite what Arthur had said, it wasn't Morgana's influence that'd caused Gwen to be difficult. Her friend had always been stubborn, she was so much more better at (or willing to be) subtler about it. Which was why Morgana knew the tactics she used on most people wouldn't work, subtlty was key. And despite what the Prince of Camelot might think, Morgana knew how to work subtle just as well as she knew how and when to plow forward. So she'd let it seem as if as she'd let it go, changed the topic. While calculating on how she'd get Gwen to take them. She wasn't kidding when she'd wrote that she'd slip a draught into Gwen's drink. And if she had to crush those pills to put them in her friend's food she will.

Morgana was already dressed and waiting for Gwen in her sitting room. Wearing a shirt that fell off the shoulders but for two small straps, that was in a shade that was much lighter than her preferred shade of purple, dark jeans, a grey hoody jacket, her dark hair in a sleeked back and high pony tail, and black boots with a bit of heel ... she was ready to chew up and spit out anyone who stood the way of her dressing Gwen to kill-and Gwen having fun, that also was key-namely those catty people who sold things. Not all of them were bad, however, some of their manners were abysmal.

When she heard the knock on the door, Morgana snapped the magazine she'd been idly flipping through and picked up her purse. Opening, the door she gave her friend a wide smile. She couldn't help but hug her immediately. She missed seeing Gwen day in and day out. "It's so good to see you in person." She said when pulling back. She didn't comment on the tiredness around Gwen's eyes.

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[info]futurequeen
2009-08-22 07:04 pm UTC (link)
When the door opened, she barely had enough time to take in Morgna's appearance before she was being pulled into her arms. She laughed a little as she wrapped her own arms around her friend tightly, suddenly feeling so much better just because she got to see Morgana again. She always cheered her up, and that was what she needed right now. Pulling back when Morgana did, she knew her smile made her look a bit better. It didn't matter that she looked tired and still had some bruises on her neck from the hold the man had on her during the attack, she was far too happy to see Morgana.

"It's so good to see you too."

She took in Morganna's clothing, grinning a little. It was rather unfair that she could wear anything and it looked great. But she wasn't jealous of her, far from it. She was happy that she looked so well.

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[info]future_seer
2009-08-25 09:10 pm UTC (link)
Pulling back, a warm smile still on her face, Morgana, linked her arms with Gwen's-easily and without question-before closing the door behind her and gently pulling her friend into the hall. "There are a few stores that I want to go to before we head to the mall. They have somethings, I think that you might like. A little boutique with this yellow dress that'd look just splendid on you." There are questions she could have asked, comments she should have made, but she didn't want to distress Gwen further. This day was about her, not about how worried and concerned Morgana and everyone else. Not about the rage and sharp fissure of anger that'd gone through her when she saw those bruises on her friend's neck. The emotion was dark and it almost scared her. Morgana couldn't abide by people she cared for being harmed in anyway. She just hoped to God that she didn't run into the man in the streets. Because his nose, in the least, wouldn't survive the encounter. Among other things.

So Morgana didn't press and displayed tact, that she did have, and took control of the situation easily. Keeping the conversation superficial. For now.

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[info]futurequeen
2009-08-25 09:26 pm UTC (link)
Gwen let her slip her arm through her own without much of a fuss, letting her lead to wherever she wanted to go. She listened as she spoke, already feeling nervous. But she had no reason to, she knew that. Morgana was not exactly the type to set out to make her uncomfortable or anything.

"Wherever you like."

She never was one to take charge, and she often wondered how her future came about. A Queen should be far more bold than she was, somone like Morgana was perfect for the title.

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[info]future_seer
2009-09-02 05:56 pm UTC (link)
"We're going to get somethings that you like, too, Gwen." Though Morgana had most of the choices in her head, and she was one with a keen eye for fashion, she didn't want Gwen to feel like she was obligated to do or buy anything (though she had her eye on a skirt for her best friend that she knew she would protest against but Morgana was getting the other woman either way). This outting was for Gwen, as much as it was for anything. And it was also for them to spend some much needed time together. Not for her friend to feel it was her duty to satisfy her lady's whims. "And if you want to go someplace, even if you think that it might bore me, just say so. Spending time with you is enough."

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[info]futurequeen
2009-09-02 09:18 pm UTC (link)
She nodded as she said that they would get things she liked, even though Gwen felt like she did not need much anyway. She was quite happy with her simple collection back in her room. Biting her lip, she glanced at Morgana when she spoke again. Even with her permission, she knew she would not lead Morgana into a place Gwen thought she wouldn't like.

"Of course, my Lady."

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