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milliways_bar2005-09-17 12:41 am
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Mordred.
In the bar.
Jacket on the table.
Black hair wet from swimming.
Have at.
In the bar.
Jacket on the table.
Black hair wet from swimming.
Have at.

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Mordred raises an eyebrow.
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"That'd be her."
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"Her father and mine had a falling out."
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Better.
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Mordred? Not so much with the discussing his lady Wytha with the Antichrist.
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Wasn't my fault.
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*And if Mordred keeps looking at him like that, he's going to get Raven to glitter Mordred.*
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*Such as glitter.*
He's a good guy. Trickster. Spirit. Thingy.
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He leans back in his chair, his golden eyes thoughtful.
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hiding?
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He holds up a hand, and begins to count points off his elegant fingers.
"A) Wytha is here. Which is...odd, to say the least. We keep arguing like we did before, and then get along, which we didn't. B) My mother. Apparently pregnant. With me. So not going there. C)...I've got something I want to finish for a friend."
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Finish something for a friend?
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