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paradisa2012-03-10 01:33 am
excalibured) wrote in paradisa2012-03-10 01:33 am
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83 Swords in the Stone
[Compared to when they left on their ride, the sun has risen high enough to show it's likely somewhere around mid morning. It's almost surprising, in a way, to think he could take rides with Morgana and lose track of time in such a way, something they would have been incapable of doing years ago. It eases the ache of the past few days, considerably]
I see the stables up ahead, Morgana. Shall we race?
[ She laughs at the suggestion, a grin spreading across her face. The morning had put her in a rather good mood. ]
Only if your pride can take being beaten. [ That, of course, is a yes in the mystical language of the Lady Morgana—made blatantly obvious when she delivers a sharp kick to the mare, urging it into a gallop and leaving Arthur behind. ]
[He laughs, he can't help it. She is always going to be competitive and take the whole thing too far, and a part of him, he supposes, is always going to be amused by it. He kicks his own unicorn into gear shortly after her, allowing her the head start. The stallion takes longer strides, so he's not about to let her have no fun at all]
[ It is mostly, in part, due to her need to prove herself. To prove she is capable and by no means helpless. But also because it is Arthur, the closest person in the world she has to a brother. Sibling rivalry and all that. She knows full well it won’t take him long to catch up, so she pushes the mare a little harder. A bad choice in the long run, especially when something jumps out from the nearby bushes, straight into her path.
Her horse rears and Morgana lets out a yell, the sudden appearance of the creature disrupting her focus. It is only when it is too late that she realizes her mistake, hands uselessly reaching for the reins in the moment before she is thrown off. Hitting the ground with a heavy thud. ]
Morgana! [He should have slowed down the second he heard the rustle of something moving nearby, to assess the situation, to be able to get off his horse and run to her, instead of just creating a bigger hazard. But it all happens so fast, and he's in a cross between pulling his horse to a stop and trying to get off when Morgana's own, rears off and backs into his, spooking it.
With a slight shout, he's tossed off and out cold the second his head collides hard on the ice]
[ooc: backdated to very early morning, before the wrap up plot! Mod approved canon updating for both Morgana and Arthur!]
I see the stables up ahead, Morgana. Shall we race?
[ She laughs at the suggestion, a grin spreading across her face. The morning had put her in a rather good mood. ]
Only if your pride can take being beaten. [ That, of course, is a yes in the mystical language of the Lady Morgana—made blatantly obvious when she delivers a sharp kick to the mare, urging it into a gallop and leaving Arthur behind. ]
[He laughs, he can't help it. She is always going to be competitive and take the whole thing too far, and a part of him, he supposes, is always going to be amused by it. He kicks his own unicorn into gear shortly after her, allowing her the head start. The stallion takes longer strides, so he's not about to let her have no fun at all]
[ It is mostly, in part, due to her need to prove herself. To prove she is capable and by no means helpless. But also because it is Arthur, the closest person in the world she has to a brother. Sibling rivalry and all that. She knows full well it won’t take him long to catch up, so she pushes the mare a little harder. A bad choice in the long run, especially when something jumps out from the nearby bushes, straight into her path.
Her horse rears and Morgana lets out a yell, the sudden appearance of the creature disrupting her focus. It is only when it is too late that she realizes her mistake, hands uselessly reaching for the reins in the moment before she is thrown off. Hitting the ground with a heavy thud. ]
Morgana! [He should have slowed down the second he heard the rustle of something moving nearby, to assess the situation, to be able to get off his horse and run to her, instead of just creating a bigger hazard. But it all happens so fast, and he's in a cross between pulling his horse to a stop and trying to get off when Morgana's own, rears off and backs into his, spooking it.
With a slight shout, he's tossed off and out cold the second his head collides hard on the ice]
[ooc: backdated to very early morning, before the wrap up plot! Mod approved canon updating for both Morgana and Arthur!]