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[onceandfutureprat]

[Filtered to people who have trained with him before - Tim, Dick, Arthas, Arya, etc. Even if you just responded to previous posts once, you are on it.]

Training sometime this week? That is, if you are physically able to after that port.

[Private to Nathan]

A report of your status, sir.

[Private/Spammish to Morgana]

Would you meet me on deck? I have something I wish to discuss with you.

[Spammish because he's standing outside your room, staring at that door like it killed his father. But it could just be a door and he wants definite proof.]

Comments

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

Sure. Whenever works for you works for me.

[Private]

[onceandfutureprat]

This afternoon will be fine.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

I'll see you then.

[Private spam]

[youwillgotohell]

[NO she does not want to meet him on deck she wants to brood and ache and WANT ZYDRATE even though she knows that wasn't her and fuck this she has to keep pretending.]

Of course.

[But she doesn't come out for a few moments, combing through what's left of her herbs to cobble together something for the withdrawal. Once it starts to ease, she heads out the door and immediately jerks back inside when she sees Arthur. She sees that look and she is scrambling to shut the door on him.]

[spam]

[onceandfutureprat]

[Well. That solved the mystery of who was the liar, Merlin or Morgana. It could have just been some random door that Merlin mistook but no, that was Morgana coming out of there and for a moment, Arthur literally saw red. And then he pushed forward, using his weight to keep the door from closing.]

"When are you from? Really from?"

[spam]

[youwillgotohell]

[Merlin's right, you're getting fat. She leaned against the door with her whole body, trying to keep him out, but he was bigger, and stronger, and she gave up before he could trap her, stumbling back several steps.

He had his sword, though. If she could take it...]

When you've killed me! [Which isn't exactly true, but she sees no reason not to let him think it. With a few feet between them, she throws out her hand in front of her.] Onbregdan!

[His sword should leave its sheath and fly to her hand. It should take half a second. Instead, it wiggles, sluggish. And then she's afraid again.]

[spam]

[onceandfutureprat]

[Arthur doesn't really have the time to process the information that he kills her in the future, whether he's glad for it or sorry for the loss of their relationship, before his sword moves at his hip. That he realizes for what it is and it angers him even more. Enough to pull his sword from it's place on his belt and point it at her.]

"Do not attempt to use your magic on me, Morgana." [The way he says magic is like it's a dirty curse word]

[spam]

[youwillgotohell]

[She lowers her hand, making a fist. She isn't sure if she's shaking, and she sure as hell doesn't want him to see that.]

Look at you. Just as outraged by anything you don't understand. [As Uther.] Put your sword down, Arthur. [So she can run away. :c]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

I could use the work out. [Actually he needs to work out that he's being a tool and should stop it, but.]

Re: [Private]

[onceandfutureprat]

Name your time, sir. [You are a massive tool but so is Arthur so it's okay]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Today, tomorrow, I don't care. Whenever you're ready.

[Private]

[onceandfutureprat]

Tomorrow.

[Private]

[peektuttut]

I'll see you in the gym.

[Filter]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Yes! You can meet Nymeria. [And she'll try to keep Nymeria from mauling you. :v]

[Filter]

[onceandfutureprat]

What is a 'Nymeria'?

[Filter]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Who.

Re: [Filter]

[onceandfutureprat]

That isn't an answer to the question.

[Filter]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

She's my wolf.

[darknessb4me]

[Okay, he's got a big chunk of ribcage missing but that doesn't mean he's going to be a pussy about it.]

Whenever. A new weapons system, or more of the same?

[onceandfutureprat]

[That's the spirit.]

Let's go with something new.

Private

[darknessb4me]

What do you favor besides the foil?

Private

[onceandfutureprat]

What if we tried weapons from your world?

[nathananthonypetrelli]

[voice very shaky, just now coming to terms with the fact he's DEAD]

... I'm fine. I, I, I-i-i-i-i- think. How about you?

[onceandfutureprat]

You do not sound fine.

[nathananthonypetrelli]

[dude I was dead. and dead again.]

Thank you Mr Obvious. We just finished the drug trip to end all drug trips, I'm allowed to be a LITTLE shaken. ...I'm fine, really. [denial is the go-to, etc.]