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Tweak says, "Yes. Yes what?"

Morrigan (witchofthewilds) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-07-17 16:02:00

Entry tags:

aedan surana, morrigan

Who: Morrigan and Aedan
What: How do you solve a problem like an out of control Old God?
When: Backdated a few days after Aedan arrived
Warnings: Barely contained rage?

Morrigan had been trying to keep a very matter-of-fact attitude about the situation, at least externally. Alim had assisted her in securing a location far away from civilization. Even Alim had not visited the dryad's cottage, but Morrigan had no doubt he would be able to find them if he really wanted to.

She hadn't told Brother much. It was better to keep it simple. She was leaving him, that was it. The less he knew, the less danger he would be in. His heroics would only get him hurt.

She'd refused to give Aedan the location of the cottage, instead insisting on meeting him in person and escorting him back. She'd traveled by portkey to the apartment where Aedan had appeared. There were too many people here, and Aedan must have known it. He hadn't argued when she told him she would find a place for him. She rapped twice on the door, trying to control her frustration.

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urthemielssoul
2011-07-17 10:04 pm UTC (link)

A simple knock on the door shouldn't have filled him with dread, really. Judging by her reactions, Morrigan wasn't exactly... pleased with Aedan's arrival. Not that he'd been able to help said arrival. Blighted vortex.

It meant he was on his feet quick enough to answer, at least. Seeing her, he wasn't sure whether to start cowering now, or just be... intensely relieved it was her. He had to bite his tongue to keep himself from calling her 'mother', though. "Where are you planning to take me?"

Yes, it was pretty blunt, but it was either that or he'd end up saying something intensely stupid.

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witchofthewilds
2011-07-17 10:28 pm UTC (link)

Morrigan's choice in clothing had adapted to modern times, though she still tended toward the revealing side of the spectrum. She was far from pleased by Aedan's arrival, but since deciding on a course of action she had been considerably more calm.

Seeing the child that she believed to be dead, though, produced a visceral reaction. She pressed her lips together, trying to remain stoic. The last thing she wanted to do was show some sort of weakness in front of the child. The changes in her face were microscopic. A slight twitch in her left eye, the faint tightening of her jaw.

"A small house in the woods." She didn't know what his home before was like, so she could not compare it. "It should prove adequate."

	urthemielssoul 2011-07-18 01:44 pm UTC (link)
	To be entirely honest, pretty much everything about this was awkward, but that was the sort of thing you had to deal with in a place like this. "I'm twenty. Only just, though... seems like something about this age made whatever I am decide to kick in." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	urthemielssoul 2011-07-19 12:01 am UTC (link)
	"Things that aren't dragons are harder to notice, and easier to control." Not that he'd wanted the dragon thing in the first place. It'd just sort of... happened. And made him panic a lot. He followed her lead, shifting into his own wolf form. It'd been a pain to learn, but its usefulness had really made up for it since. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	urthemielssoul 2011-07-19 01:56 am UTC (link)
	Aedan shifted back, looking the cottage over before nodding. "Close enough. No burn marks on the ground, though, so that's something different." Okay, maybe some of those had been his doing. Not all of them, though... his parents had interesting ways of arguing, after all. "It's better hidden, too. Nobody would ever think to look here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	witchofthewilds 2011-07-19 02:10 am UTC (link)
	"Give it time," she said of the lack of burn marks with a very small smirk. Not quite a threat, not quite a joke. She would leave it there. She nodded, pleased with the location. "Alim said I hid you through the Eluvian. This isn't quite the same, but I doubt there is much chance of being stumbled upon." She nodded to the door. "You have a room." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)