mythopoeics

( Dragon tales and the 'water is wide'/Pirate's sail and lost boys fly/Fish bite moonbeams every night/And I love you... )

Hypnos and I got the baby checked out, and everything looks good. We've named her Dani Somna Iverson, and if all goes well she'll have the same curly dark hair as her father.

Freyja, Igraine, Mary -- thank you all again, if there's ever anything I can do for you please let me know. I love baking, so if there's any treats you like I'd love to make you something.

[When she suddenly found herself separated from Hypnos and in strange circumstances yet again, Pasithea did her best to remain calm. The room she'd found herself in seemed safe for the time being, although that quickly proved false when she started reading reports of dinosaurs in the area. Though she couldn't hear or see them, she knew that if she encountered one she'd be in a bad way. Her pregnancy had progressed to the point where she knew she could go into labor any day now, and these were not ideal circumstances.

Still, that didn't stop nature from taking its course.

She'd managed to make her way to the apartment building that up until recently had been designated a safe zone, and was preparing to get word to Hypnos when she felt the first contraction. Pasithea knew that so long as they weren't coming at least four minutes apart the baby would be fine, so she forced herself to take deep breaths as she turned on the computer. When the machine finally started up, she felt something wet soaking through her pajama pants.

This wasn't good.]

I'm not sure if anyone can help me, but my water just broke. I'm in the apartments [here]. Hypnos, if you're out there, I love you, and I'll do everything I can to keep our baby girl safe.

[ Being a nurse wasn't a terrible profession for a woman. In fact, it was very normal. But being a nurse in a mental hospital was something else entirely. She had thought she knew all there was to know about patients who refused treatment or medication. Apparently, she hadn't. Patients here were so uncooperative unless they were sedated, and only then would they take the medication she handed to them in little cups.

But watching these patients having to swallow their pills in front of her, to show them the underside of their tongue so that they couldn't hide their medication-- it left her heart surging. It pained her to be here, but she knew, above all, that this was her job. There was no other alternative. ]

How is everyone?

[Nephthys was not used to this yet she adapted. But it hadn't been the patients that gave her as much grief as the other nurses (obviously not Mona or Wadjet). There was one in particular a woman who watched her almost too closely. It didn't help that she found the other woman's hands to be as cold as ice and that she tended to grab Nephthys' arm in a cruel, hard grip when she wanted something from her.

Earlier that day, Nephthys had narrowing avoided being shoved against a railing she knew to be loose. The fall over it would have meant the end of her life from the fall. There had been no apology but just a dissatisfied glare from the other woman as she stormed off.]

[Filter: Igraine & Wadjet]

Please be careful.

[Filter: Egyptians]

Is everyone doing well? I'm sorry I couldn't check in earlier.

For the record, I look amazing as always. And this era isn't so bad - if you're a man. A man not stuck in the asylum, that is. Though, who knows what power balance lies in there.

[Filter: Sons]

Tell me you're not locked up in that big nut house. Because I have no idea how to even begin to get you out if that's the case.

[ Not for the first time in the weeks since returning from Zurvan, Igraine wondered if ignorance, in the end, was for the best. If it really was bliss. How might have things turned out, had she not remembered herself as Igraine, and learned her brother was Merlin? Would she have been happier not knowing? Without a doubt. Knowledge was power, but it was also pain.

And now, he wanted to continue calling her 'sis'. He was a troll to the very core, so was he just playing her, making her angry on purpose? She didn't know fury as others did, but the irritation bubbled up inside of her, desperate to be released. It didn't help that he was Theseus' son. He would remain in her life as her former step-son, the half-brother to her little girl. Ignoring him was not the way out.

But what was? ]

[ filter; children ]
Girls, what are your schedules like this week?

[Filter: Helios & Merlin]

Boys, I'm thinking we should leave sometime next week to belatedly celebrate your birthday with your mother. Don't be fussy with your papa now and just agree. He's already making plans. ;)

[Filter: Public]

I will be out of the country next week. The boys are just dying to see their mother and who am I to deny them that? Mona, you'll survive without me, won't you? ♥ I'll bring back Nora something, promise.

[ filter; merlin ]
Now that we are out of Zurvan and home, I would not be interested in continuing to call you brother. I loved you as a sister should, and now that time has come and passed.

[ filter; arthur ]
If you are here, tell me, please.

[ filter; menelaus ]
Alive?

[ filter; theseus ]
Nora would like for you to come over for dinner this weekend. I, also, would like this.

[Filter: Ra & Helios]

Hey there, Ra - you can ignore the harpy.

[Filter: Igraine]

Hey sis.

[Filter: Morpheus]

We should talk.

[ filter; private ]
My brother? Of all the

[ filter; family ]
Girls, where are you?

[ He was dead. The little brother she had loved for over thirty years was dead. She had not seen him for months, and now all she had left of him was his body. Upon his body being returned to Camelot, she had refused to see him in such a state for days, until she finally mustered up the courage to see him.

His body was in better shape than she had expected. In her dreams, she'd seen him stabbed and gutted, his body desecrated beyond recognition. But she wasn't any more pleased. He was cold when she touched his face, his wrists, his neck. Her touches, as they always were, were soft. Gentle. Not that Heimdall would take notice.

And for the first time in months, she cried. ]

[ filter; ra, merlin, mordred ]
This was not justice.

[Filtered: Camelotian High Ranks]
Would anyone care to explain what, exactly, we plan on doing about this?

I'm certain I don't have to spell out for any of you how it will look if the newspaper publishes anything on this before we have a plan fully in place, but might I suggest we blame this on our Queen? You all know as well as I do that were she not in charge we wouldn't be in this position, and our citizens are smart enough to know if we attempt to pull the wool over their eyes. Your thoughts?

[Filtered: Gabija]
Sister, darling, twin -- how much did you know about this situation, and why did you choose not to bring it to my attention sooner?

[Filtered: Private]
Well, if this isn't a potential nightmare in the making then I don't know what is.

( The same old heartbeat fills the emptiness I have inside )

[Every so often, something happened that made the normally talkative Pheme go quiet. It was never a good quiet either, but instead one that was loaded with the weight of unsaid words that were meant to wound worse than gunfire. When she found the letter from her beloved uncle, her silence spoke volumes.

While she wasn't usually one to be emotional around others, unless that emotion was pure glee at their stupidity, tears were streaming down Pheme's face as she carefully wrote out a message. She didn't care that she was sitting where people could see her, all she cared about was getting the word out about her uncle's courage.]

[Filtered to Camelotian Officials/visible to Samyaza]
I got this letter today from my uncle, anyone wanna explain what it means?

( [the entire letter, painstakingly copied out] )

[Heimdall had been captured. Her little brother had finally been apprehended by Ryuju-Jo, by a ruler who was so intent on seeing him put to death. There was no hope for Heimdall now that Ryuju-Jo had him in their claws. They would try him, and then what? The emperor was not a kind man, one ruled by compassion. If he had anything else in mind outside of her brother's slow and painful death, she wouldn't believe it.

Upon hearing the news from her queen, she'd been silent. There was no room for complaint. Deep in her heart, Igraine had understood that her brother wouldn't be able to escape for long, but she'd prayed every night that he would be free for as long as possible. Unlike the emperor, her heart knew compassion. But like him, she knew of pain of being betrayed. To be thrown aside like that -- it had struck a deep chord in her.

The wall outside of her queen's quarters had been a comfort as she pressed her weight into it, closing her eyes and counting to ten in her head. But rather than fear washing over her, all that came was understanding. Understanding that in days, maybe weeks time, her brother would die. It was inevitable now, and disbelief was not a viable option. Heimdall was going to die. He was going to die, and she would never see her little brother again.

No tears fell, but her heart would slowly, like Heimdall would in time, die a painful death.]

[ filter; merlin ]
We need to speak immediately -- in person.

Good heavens!

I knew this was

It wasn't good enough.

But

I


[Filter: High Ranks of Camelot]
It's come to my attention that the war has begun. However, it seems Babylon is letting both regions pass by our shared border. This leaves us at great risk for getting caught in the crossfire. There have already been reports of soldiers passing or gun shots heard. We must act urgently. Please respond to this as soon as you are able.

[Filter: Merlin]
Sir, I hate to trouble you. I hope you're feeling well. I feel so useless to you right now but

I miss you no that sounds weird

I miss your advice

Please, if you can, what should I d what can we do?

[Merlin doesn't know who did it, nor does he care why or how- he is thinking how to exploit this to his advantage: by claiming it was an assassination attempt, even if it was not.]

[Filter: Manthing]

i'm not dead

asshole

[Filter: Public]

[the handwriting is sloppy and strained]

To the people of Camelot, it is my duty to inform you that as I was injured by what could've been the attempts of an assassin - Lady Igraine will be taking my place for the time being. I ask you all to support her and know that my full trust is on her.

Beloved sister, I thank you for shouldering these responsibilities and know you will exceed all expectations.

[ filter; camelotian high ranks ]
My brother, Chancellor Merlin, has sustained rather serious injuries and will therefore be out of commission for some time. He's told me to relay that he will be alright. In light of this, should there be any questions or concerns, please feel free to direct them to me, and I will provide you with all that I can.

[ filter; merlin ]
How are you feeling today?

[ filter; heimdall ]

[ filter; private ]
I miss you.

[Often times these days, Igraine felt weak with emotions. Fear, apprehension, worry. Everything had piled up over the weeks, threatening the stability of her feelings and how she dealt with them, but so far she'd had yet to crumple from the weight of it all. Though she felt far from strong, it was nothing that would break her.

Unsettling dreams had denied her the comfort of escaping from reality, and so in the night she would wake without feeling resting, all of her worries right back at her doorstep. This night, Igraine swung her legs over the side of the bed, every bit as tired as she'd been upon first falling asleep. Her feet met softly with the floor as she padded over to the window, fingers prying it open all the way. Cool night air rushed in and enveloped her, pulling the material of her wet dress away from her skin.

The years had been difficult, she would confess, reaching down with a hand to cover the place where life had once blossomed inside of her. Losing her child before it could even take in its first breath, and then her husband-- that had been hard to bear. But with Heimdall on the run, her region going to peace talks with the other regions -- this was a whole new difficult.

She leaned her head against the windowsill and closed her eyes.

Be safe, brother.]

[Filter: Private]

Enjoy being hunted.

[Filter: Public]

To Ryugu-jo and the other regions of Zurvan:

It is my greatest displeasure to have to confirm all rumours of the betrayal of Princess Sigyn, the eldest princess of my region. She has done something that none of us in Ryugu-jo would have thought her capable of in all the years we have known and trusted her. We had a visitor from Camelot a few weeks ago, one who was not an ambassador but still a trusted representative of the Camelot regime. His name is Heimdall. We let him in good faith, we offered the comforts of our home and were to hear him out on what he came to inform us.

And he took one look at our society, spat on it and went after the princess who was engaged to one of our own. To have someone taken from us is insult enough. But for her to go along with it with a clear mind means it damns her as an accomplice to his crime. She is an undesirable now, no longer fit to be looked upon with respect or admiration. Upon apprehension, she will be officially stripped of her title and will be tried for betrayal and failing in her duties. We are disciplined people, something the princess clearly failed to grasp or understand. She holds no respect for her family, her people or duty. No respect for herself either and no care for what will happen while she is selfishly involving herself in some feeling she believes is real and was born within a mere couple of weeks.

The man will also be tried, on our soil and under our rules. Camelotian or not, we are the injured party and we will be the ones to judge him. Camelot have agreed to this, understanding that one man who chose to behave so badly on their behalf is not worth the lives of many innocents, should not be worth the ruin of what they have worked so hard to maintain. We acknowledge their wisdom in this and were very pleased that they understand the extent of our injury.

I will very clearly say this now to my people: commit a crime in another region and expect to pay the price on their soil. However furious I am, I am not seeking to make exceptions here. You will behave, you will represent your region whenever you visit another and you will not shame us as she has. If I hear of a crime committed by one of us in another region, you will be deported to be held accountable in that region.

Though we have long been an area that is self-sustained and prefers no outsider involvement in our affairs, to maintain this sort of lifestyle we must bend some to be sure we receive aid when we must punish those who dare to behave as if they know better. As if our ways are some how unfit. This is not their place to decide and never will be. People of other regions, your own rulers can only instruct you in your behaviour but I would like to think they would agree with me here that you should not aid these two for what they have done. No one should want trouble for the sake of two extremely selfish and foolish people.

Finally, there will be a hefty reward to the ones who lead up to their capture. We know how to be generous when we must be and money would not be the only gift we would offer. Our interest is for them to be captured alive.

Should you have any comment or question to put forth, do so here. I'm well aware those two will be able to read this as well. Let them understand that mercy for them is not going to be in healthy supply, not if the people of this world understand that crimes should not be rewarded.

[Filter: Family]

They want Heimdall's head on a stick. To put it mildly. Nothing else will do.

[Filter: Morpheus]

Care to join me for a walk, Ambassador? Perhaps we can discuss some things further now that you're more settled.

[Filter: Ra]

How is his cranky Excellency doing?

[filter; heimdall]
I'm not going to ask you why. What I'd like to know is, what do you plan to do now?

ATTENTION EVERYONE

I would like to inform you all that there is a horse on the loose, who eats scarfs- as of right now her location is undetermined, please approach with caution or inform the right authority (me). Keep your hands to yourself, folks, no one likes losing a finger or two.

I'm unsure if I'd like that trip to Rome now. I've experienced enough of its past. And seeing the Coliseum would bring back memories.

[filter; her girls]
Let us do dinner one of these days. Out or in -- your choice.

( i'll be waiting here for you )

[filter; menelaus]
Who are you fighting?

I have always wanted to visit Rome, but not like this.

[filter; drake]
I'd like to see you. I can't bring our girls God above, but I will bring myself.

[filter; the powers that be]
Am I doing this right? Who must I speak with in order to see Drake my husband my husband? He is a gladiator.

[filter; children]
I know you will all take care. But let me know how you are living.

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[filter; hermes]
I was told by whom? to speak with you in order to see my husband.

[Filter: TRUE children & siblings]

Tell me what is going on with all of you. I need the distraction after learning Merlin is my child in this place. Needless to say, I will kill him if he gets close enough.

[Filter: Mother]

Are you alright?

Morpheus- the laundry, mate, all I asked for was for you to do the laundry. Was it too much? Apparently. All there is to wear are leopard print trousers which are for girls - I'm on my last pair of boxer shorts and this shirt is wrinkled as-

Someone needs to go get pasta sauce from the supermarket, and there are no clothes in the apartment. This is a problem. Ty are you listening? This is a problem.

[filter; theseus]
Who are you?

[filter; aidan]
Nora found a photo album of mine that I'd tucked away. I found pictures of you I don't remember. You were very cute as a little one, Marvin.

[filter; public]
There is something very calming in the silence of a mostly empty house.

[Filter: Private]

I'll regret this, I'm sure.

[Filter: Set]

Do you know how worrying it's been that you have been so quiet? ...not because I think you're being destructive. I don't think you are. I think. No. You're not. Perhaps not.

It's just that we-- no, if I mention Osiris, he might not react well - I'll ease him in later I thought you might not be well.

[Filter: Public]

I am not looking forward to tomorrow but I suppose someone has to be in the hospital to see to all the results of too much alcohol. Whatever happened to responsible drinking?

[With his family, prisoners and pregnant wife gone, Menelaus felt more comfortable tackling things again. He could get around without feeling a pressing need to go back home. There was no worry of being groped by his perfect!wife or being tugged on by his perfect!brother.

There was just peace and quiet.]

Hey, Helen, if I were gay who would you do you think would be my type?

Mona, you're banned from giving me any looks.

I'm tired.

Yo, dad, are you alive? If you come back and find me dead it is because of a hangover. And the fact Morpheus won't make me soup for my hangover slash migraine slash too-tired-to-move state.

[Filter: Mordred]

Happy Birthday~

I'm definitely too tired to poke this dude.

[There had been no words when Igraine had discovered both Gorlois and Uther in her home. Both of them. Not only them, but her children as well in pint-sized forms. She had never been able to see Arthur as a toddler, and so the effect it had on her was immediate. While she'd been able to raise her girls, Arthur had been taken away from her.

On day two, things had only worsened. Gorlois was not angry with her. Uther was apologetic. It was what she wanted, what she'd craved for, but -- how to proceed? She needed to speak with someone.]

[filter; children]
Your fathers are in my home. As are all of you as children.

It's nice being back in the city after spending so much time away. I'll admit, I had my reasons for not being around, but I missed the hustle and bustle. It's also good to be working again, and I'm thrilled that the weather is getting nicer so that Nora and I can spend time outside.

Uriel, thank you again for coming with me last Wednesday. I appreciated it.

[filter; children]
If any of you can see this, I was told three of my children were here. Arthur, my girls. Are Gorlois and Uther here as well?

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