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Tweak says, "Hey, baby. Wanna wrestle?"

Morgan Le Fay (fata_morgana) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-12-18 16:41:00

Entry tags:

mordred, morgan le fay

Who:

Morgan Le Fay and Mordred

What:

Telling her son what to do

When:

Tuesday

Where:

Morgan's office

Warnings:

TBD

If Morgan considered her night with Arthur, she only did so in thinking it weakness. The sheer need and desire she held was nothing but a flaw in her armor, and something she knew could be used against her. So she said nothing, nor whispered of the night they'd shared. She knew Arthur. He was probably feeling enough guilt for the both of them.

She shoved the memories from her head. It would not occur again. She had more important things to consider. She'd been idle for long enough. It was time to act. She'd called in her son and sat at her desk, waiting for him. Mordred had come from her body, even if he'd been raised by another. She considered it fair trade for him to do as she pleased. She'd regretted his death, but if it was needed she'd do it again.

It was just the way it worked.

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modrot
2012-12-18 11:03 pm UTC (link)

Mordred was settling into his new routine of working at his mother's bank, and once he was off, going home and doing as he pleased. He was used to his mother ordering him around, however much he didn't like it. Some days it made him tired to be her pawn, but he'd never really known anything else. He mostly just sighed and mentally rolled his eyes a lot.

He rapped on the door of Morgan's office, sticking his head inside and saying, "You wanted to see me, Mother?"

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fata_morgana
2012-12-18 11:12 pm UTC (link)

She smiled and nodded, "I did. Come in." Mothering had never been one of Morgan's strong points. She saw nothing wrong with twisting anyone to her needs, including the child she'd given birth to.

She motioned to the seat and poured him some tea. "I need you to start entering society. Make connections on the high scale." she was never one to beat around the bush. "There are people that will not talk to me, that will talk to you. This new world thrives on having deals and strings. Some require money, some do not. I have confidence you will fit into the elite with ease. You're a charming boy, when you want to be."

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Sorry, I got ambushed by chinese food! XD

modrot
2012-12-19 12:26 am UTC (link)

He settled into the chair on the other side of her desk, sipping at his tea. This was the warmup before the demand, but he'd pretty much expected that.

As far as demands went, though, this one wasn't so bad. "Go to parties and meet high society people?" he asked. "There are worse things to be doing. Are you looking to get in with anyone in particular, or am I simply befriending anyone who will have me?"

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I was ambushed by library and then IJ >.>

fata_morgana
2012-12-19 01:53 am UTC (link)

She leaned back in her chair and picked up the cup with practiced ease. "Impress me." A difficult task, and she knew it. "Reach for as high as you can get. See who is worth the time and who is not. Make the connections that you feel are necessary."

She shrugged, "this game is so easy. I could destroy Arthur with just your presence if I wanted to. There's no challenge there. Don't oppose him, just sneak into the circles he needs to get good with and make it difficult. Don't give away your heritage. Concoct what you desire about your blood, but you do not tell anyone you're his. Merlin won't bother you, either. The damned fool's not even stirring."

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In the right place this time...

modrot
2012-12-19 05:05 am UTC (link)

Mordred just sighed internally. His mother had probably done something to upset someone, and now he was building her bridges. "I've picked up a knack for that sort of thing over the years," he said. "So we'll see what I can dig up."

"You know me, mother, I live to make his life difficult," he drawled, draining the last of his tea. "And I can spin any sort of story I want and have them believe it. And all the better that Merlin isn't around."

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fata_morgana
2012-12-19 05:15 am UTC (link)

"If he bothers you let me know." She had her own ammunition to throw at Merlin. This time it came in the form of his own doom. And she knew she could turn Nimue into an advantage if it was needed.

She finished her tea and crossed her legs, much like the queen she had been once upon a time. "You are not to go carousing, you hear me? I don't care who you take to your bed, but it will be discreet." She raised an eyebrow. "Cultivate the personality of bachelor, make them want you, but I won't find you in the gossip rags, are we very clear about this matter?"

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"But Moooom, I wanted to be a carousing bachelor playboy!" XD

modrot
2012-12-19 06:10 am UTC (link)

"He hasn't even spoken to me. But I'll let you know if that changes," he said. "Oh, and before I forget, aunt Morgause wants us to come over for dinner sometime. I said I'd ask when you were free."

He raised an eyebrow of his own in response, his face a cool, blank mask that gave nothing away. "The genteel, high society bachelor?" he asked. "I think I could do that. But how do you feel about Page Six? It's the Post, not technically a rag." He smirked into his almost empty teacup.

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Only your mom is allowed to be a playboy Mordred :P

fata_morgana
2012-12-19 06:28 am UTC (link)

It wouldn't be stopped. And she liked Morgause. "I'll give her a call. We'll do something Christmas related." She wasn't fond of the holiday and far from celebrated it, but it seemed a suitable day to have family reunions on.

She tapped her finger on the edge of her seat, the only thing that moved and when the cup was away from his face it exploded in a shower of porcelain. She raised an eyebrow, knowing when to demonstrate her power. "Have I made myself quite clear Mordred?"

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