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Mal has curled herself into a booth with a blanket around her shoulders, and a sketchpad and pencil in front of her. She seems to be drawing weapons.

Namely swords.

Bother?

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[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Hey, it's not a bad thing."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Being biased?"

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Sure."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Not when I'm on secruity."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Oh, ouch."

Shrugs, looking rueful.

"And she's not a model lady?"

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He snorts.

"Nope."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Anything too bad?"

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Hard to say what she did, and what people say she did."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Huh."

Exhales.

"Try?"

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Magical control, severe harm to one Mister Wellard...can't remember anything else."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Well."

Shrugs.

"It happens. I'm not going to judge until I meet her."

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Good for you."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

This conversation has suddenly gotten a lot more tense. She returns to studying her drawing, and absently starts a fresh sketch - Mordred.

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow, but then just settles back to let her sketch.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

The raised eyebrow is incorporated.

And she smiles a little as she works.

[ooc: Fade/wrap?]

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[ooc: works for me!]