anna_loudoun (anna_loudoun) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-04-30 14:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | mordred, morgause |
Who: Morgause & Mordred {open to Gaheris}
Where: Mordred's apartment
When: Mid-morning
Warnings: Probably strong language!
She hasn't slept much since she left Alex's apartment a couple of nights ago. Something he said has been rattling around in her head. .."You're exactly the same. You talk that same fucking language you won't tell me what it is, you wait for me to call, you break my fucking heart."
She expected it to fall apart, and so the fact that it did -- the idea that maybe this time, she has to leave him, really leave him -- is of little surprise to her. There are too many things he can't know. Too much she isn't willing to give. But this was the second time he'd brought up this Mike with her, and the second time he'd asked her about the old tongue. It turned her cold inside; made her uneasy. There was no real reason for him to think so much about it, to ask her about it.
And feeling this unsettled isn't good; it makes her want to find something familiar. So after an early morning out walking and getting coffee, Morgause has made her way to Mordred's apartment. She lingers in the hallway a moment. But then she smooths her skirt, squares her shoulders, takes notice of the chill in her stomach. And then she knocks.