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[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph's in the Bar again, sprawled across a couch, reading.

It's a book on Arthurian History, and her eyes are a little glazed, but she's determined to get through it.

Don't ask why.

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[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

"Such is the life of a Pendragon."

His eyes are bleak, and maybe that sideways glance can catch the fact that Mordred isn't laughing.

[alwaysroomforhope]

He's only a few years older than Steph himself.

She nods, quietly, eyes matching his in bleakness.

The world's a nasty place sometimes.

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

Not quite twenty, when he died. Still, he shakes his head.

"Should probably be off, though. You can keep reading, if you want. Just...remember that it's crap"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I'll do that," she says, picking up the book again. "And I'll check the dodgy bits with you." A smile.

[maydaybrat.livejournal.com]

He snorts.

"The whole book is dodgy."

And with that, he vanishes.