88 Swords in the Stone

[excalibured]

[There's a long, frustrated sound, and the rustle of fabric as he drags his hands through his hair and rubs at his face]

I'm going to go mad.

[Because he can't stop thinking of everything that happened, and secluding himself hasn't helped...And thinking of Morgana's intended intervention...Ugh. After the barest of hesitations, he pens in a quick filter]


[Lady Catelyn Stark;]

If you can spare some time, there is a matter I would like to have your counsel on. I fear there are few who would understand it, and I'd most appreciate it. If you can, I'll meet you at a location of your choosing.

Comments

[ino]

... Arthur?

[excalibured]

...Yes?

[He doesn't sound particularily pleased or upset by her talking to him. He hadn't exactly meant it as an opening for interaction, but the distraction's not exactly unwelcome]

[ino]

[... she's about to ask if he's okay, but. asking arthur if he's okay is never exactly fruitful, so she'll go a different path instead]

What's up? [a pause. wait. slang] I mean, what's going on?

[excalibured]

I understood you. [Briefly he's amused]

Nothing that would cause any of the residents here alarm.

[losemycherry]

Mad? How come?

[excalibured]

You cannot have been in this place long, if you've got to ask.

[losemycherry]

Oh...so the castle's being mean to you, huh. I'm sorry!

[heloise]

[ First your heart, then your body, now your mind? It seems callous to draw such patterns, however. ]

The castle still shows no mercy?

[excalibured]

It is not the castle that troubles me at present, milady.

[Your concern is certainly appreciate Lucrezia]

[heloise]

What does, if I may ask?

[sosweet]

[ Speaking of... madness. ]

At least you admit it.

[excalibured]

And I should take comfort in that?

[sosweet]

Unfortunately, I'm not the type to give comfort when it comes to insanity.

Lord Arthur Pendragon

[wintercat]

[She's a little bit startled by the filter. And a little bit flattered, to be honest. It's like pulling teeth to get her family to listen to her these days, so it's quite refreshing to have someone ask for her opinion.]

Would it be more convenient for you to meet in the town or in the castle?

[Lady Catelyn Stark;]

[excalibured]

[It's definitely a compliment. Even if she is one of few nobility in a world similar to his own, one he can trust to fully understand the subject matter...Where those from other worlds or times would advocate for more forgiveness without recognizing what's at stake...He still would have asked her.

She's one of few who has proven that his trust in her and the small confidences they've made to each other, hasn't been betrayed. She also has intelligence in her favour]

The castle, if it easier for you as well.

[It's not so much as he appreciates the privacy the castle rooms generally allow]

[Lord Arthur Pendragon]

[wintercat]

Would my quarters be acceptable? I can send Arya away if need be. [She's guessing this isn't the sort of thing he would like to discuss in the lobby or the kitchen.]

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

You haven't already? You're lagging behind, Arthur.

[excalibured]

It isn't a race, Crowley. And if it were, I'm certain you've already won it.

[onlyanapple]

Awww how kind of you to think so.

[msattentionspan]

[That sound of frustration gets her attention.]

Looking for a distraction?

[excalibured]

Is that an offer of providing one?

[msattentionspan]

I'm running out of sparring partners. Figured, [She shrugs up a shoulder] frustration like that needs an outlet.

[secondchances]

Mad always sounds more intense than just crazy.

[excalibured]

It's simply speaking properly, which more of you should do.

[secondchances]

I've never really had a good moment to bust out the art thou's.