Morgan le Fay (cheat_or_win) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2008-08-31 21:43:00 |
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Current mood: | artistic |
Entry tags: | gaheris, mordred, morgan le fay |
Who: Morgan le Fey and Gaheris
Where: The gallery.
When: Late on Thursday night.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Morgan called him Thursday afternoon. Never mind that his phone service had been cancelled--she hated letter-writing, and wasn't about to meet him face-to-face. From the breathless way he answered he'd been out, and certainly hadn't been expecting--but then who would?
She had told him where the gallery was and when to come, and now she was waiting, her hands folded primly, deceptively, on her lap. She had adjusted the gallery lighting ahead of time; her chequebook was sitting on the desk.
This had always been her favourite part of involving herself in their lives: playing them right. Playing everything right. To-night was going to be wonderful.