your words will soon desert you

[scinlae]

( filtered to everyone who knows arthur pendragon )

[ Shortly after this post Morgana throws up a filter. Her voice tense as it is level: ] As many of you can see Arthur no longer remembers Paradisa, I do not know how this happened or why but the simple fact is that he no longer remembers. I do not believe this is some sort of loss, it is as if his mind has been completely wiped clean of his memories of this place. He is... a blank slate, so to speak.

I make this filter so that those who know details of our lives stay silent about them. If he is to find out it is better from the lips of those involved not from the lips of strangers. [ So basically shut up or she'll shut you up herself. ]

Speak to him of Paradisa all you like, but do not speak of things involving myself or any from our world. It is not for you to do and frankly none of you have the right.

Comments

[heloise]

[ She opts for pretending that Morgana doesn't sound tense at all. ]

You are a friend of Arthur as well?

[scinlae]

[ It lessens at that, to a point. ]

We are not friends. [ A beat. ] He is my brother.

[heloise]

I never would have guessed.

[ Blood is thicker. She just thinks Morgana means they are more than friends. ]

I wish you the best in telling him then, he must be confused.

[scinlae]

[ Something about the girl allows her to relax, if only a little. The subject prevents all tension from leaving her however. ]

No I─ [ Lucrezia you precious thing. ] He already knows we are blood, that is one thing he is not confused on.

[heloise]

I meant, about the castle.

[scinlae]

I have already told him what I know. [ And was cast out for her trouble. ] Whether he chooses to believe me or not is his choice.

[heloise]

But you are his sister. What reason would he have to distrust you?

[scinlae]

[ Many things, too many to count. ] I betrayed his trust once already and that hurt is still fresh. [ That is as simple as she can make it. ]

[heloise]

[ Here she thinks she understands a little of what that means. ]

Shall I watch over him for you, from a distance, until the wound heals?

[scinlae]

[ She is silent for a moment, thinking it over.

When she finally does speak her voice is softer and a touch more quiet: ] Please.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia smiles, assuming this is just a little spat after all. ]

Only for you, Morgana.

[scinlae]

[ Oh Lucrezia, you sweet thing. ]

You are truly kind, my dear lady, words could not begin to convey how grateful my heart feels.

[heloise]

Perhaps, or perhaps I only mean to ask the same of you when or if such time comes.

[scinlae]

Should it ever come, I will do my best to extend you the same aid.

[heloise]

Just as you returned the sentiment in my letter, Morgana?

[scinlae]

Indeed just as I returned the sentiment, Lucrezia.

[heloise]

Then my brother will be safe and sound indeed.

[scinlae]

I would keep him as safely as I keep my own heart.

[heloise]

How safely do you keep your heart, Morgana? [ Teasing! ]

[scinlae]

It is kept under iron and stone, lock and key.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ] And where do you keep this key?

[scinlae]

Hidden away, so only those worthy may find it.

[heloise]

How very few would be worthy.

[scinlae]

It is the only way to protect it.

[heloise]

So it is.

[scinlae]

[ Silence envelopes her old wounds fester quietly and she chews her bottom lip. Does she share the same scars? ]

I must thank you again, Lucrezia, I owe you a great debt.

[kingsgambit]

[...You know what? He feels this should go without saying but he understands why she said it.

Not everyone is well, smart enough to do that.]

I very much agree, and I will refrain from speaking of my own home, even if it bares striking similarities to yours. [Only favor you are getting out of him for the moment Morgana.]

[scinlae]

[ She is silent for a moment, staring at his answer with a furrowed brow. ]

Thank you... Merlin. [ They are not words she expected to come from her lips and they feel strange, alien. But there is meaning behind them, they are not hollow words said for the sake of being said.

She is grateful. And that alone is enough to make her frown. ]

[kingsgambit]

[This, this is weird. Are they being nice to one another? Well he will just, go with it for the moment. Things could be much worse for them if they didn't, at least for now.]

You are welcome...Morgana. [He sounds it as well, and it feels foreign to him to say that with such a similar name.] I trust, he has treated you, well, even with this?

[If they're thanking one another then he may as well go the mile and ask about her. This really isn't what she needs anyway, not after someone else leaving, is it?]

[scinlae]

[ The corners of her mouth curve up into a phantom smile and she laughs softly, the sound of a horse suddenly making itself known. ]

As well as one would expect, considering our circumstances. [ She trusts he can imagine what they are, without her being blunt. ] He turned me out of his home, in truth I am surprised that I was there for as long as I was.

[ You are a mystery to her Merlin, asking if she was treated well. She cannot fathom you. ]

[kingsgambit]

[That at least gets a small smile out of him as well. Some things just stay the same don't they?]

Indeed, though I imagine he was much more lenient then most would be at such things. [Oh yes he can guess.] Yes, well times of need tend to bring out the more friendly parts in us all. [That's his excuse and he's sticking to it.] Do you have some, place to reside in for the moment?

[Are you a hobo Morgana? Are you the female version of him?

And yet, he enjoys being a mystery. So long as he remains one, it gives him something like to surprise her with as time goes on.]

[scinlae]

He was, he allowed me to come and go as I wished. And when he slept he bolted the door. [ Though they all know that would have done nothing if she truly wanted to leave. She hums. ] Indeed. [ Hers was not the only heart to have been broken that day. ]

I may. [ She gives the journal a look, though he cannot see it, as if trying to figure out a puzzle that defies all sense of logic. ] Why do you ask, Merlin? For the sake of pleasantries, or something more?

[kingsgambit]

That's only to be expected. [And yes he's fully aware of that, but the fact that she had seen no reason to says much to him.

And then that gets an unseen shrug.] I can not ask as to the whereabouts of my King's namesake's sister? [Though in this case it's not being pleasant that's driving him, just a desire to keep tabs on her.]

[scinlae]

[ She is silent again, this one shorter than the last. ]

Not without a motive. [ She knows there is one there. ] If you wish me with a chain you need only ask, I will bear it willingly for the time being.

Filter forever

[onlyanapple]

WHAT?

But. No wait, that's not fair. I didn't get the little shit back for defacing the Bentley!

[scinlae]

You should try directing your anger towards the castle, it is surely at fault for wiping Arthur's mind of everything.

[ Inhale. ]

Just do not speak of the things you know of our lives. Do not tell him about my poisoning. [ AGAIN. ]

[onlyanapple]

It usually is, this place is pretty intent on making all our lives sodding miserable.

[That gets a snort] I'm sorry, did you think I wanted to be on the business end of some confused hissy fit? No thank you. I have better things to do with my time.

[scinlae]

Indeed.

[ Sorry dear, she does not accept that apology. She can't, things war within her too much for her to be able to. Much like things war over what she should feel about you. It is all too complicated. ]

I will thank you regardless, and pray you get your chance to renew your little... prank war again.

[onlyanapple]

It's not a 'little' prank war.

[scinlae]

Grand prank war, then.

[onlyanapple]

That's better.

[scinlae]

[ You can't see her, but she's totally rolling her eyes. ]