Conchobar mac Nessa (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} son_of_ness) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nevermore_logs,@ 2012-12-05 21:49:00 |
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Who: Conchobar and Marie Antoinette
What: Oh? I remember you from before...
When: Thursday morning after a day in court
Where: Just outside his courthouse
Warnings: Conchobar is still good at pretending to be a nice guy...
This was supposed to be his time. His time to shine. To show off his power, prestige. Instead he had had the rug pulled right out from under him. He'd seen it coming, but still Deirdre had pulled a fast one on him. It wasn't as easy as it had been at throwing Naoise to his death. When other immortals were involved then things got a little sticky. In all his searching he couldn't find them. Deirdre was picking up her pieces without leaving any breadcrumbs for him to find. She was getting smarter, he'd applaud her for that.
In time. In time...
Throwing on his suit jacket Conchobar exited the court house. It was time for a morning coffee run before he started shattering lives.
In time. In time...
Throwing on his suit jacket Conchobar exited the court house. It was time for a morning coffee run before he started shattering lives.