< 04Molly > < 04Molly > *there is a little knock at the door, and Molly springs away from the intimacy immediately.* Varick: could I come in, please? *molly smiles at morgan* lets not tell him just yet... *she opens the door* < 04Molly > V: *he comes in cautiously, looking around* Not supposed to be in here * Molly watches him, thoughtful < 04Molly > V: *he looks to Morgan* You both left me *he pouts slightly* < 08@Morgan > sorry Varick, something important came p < 04Molly > V: *he frowns* were you fighting? * Molly looks at Morgan, clearly puzzled < 08@Morgan > now why would you think that? < 04Molly > *he shrughs, pulling himself up into the chair opposite Morgan* grown ups fight lots < 08@Morgan > sometimes, yes < 04Molly > V: my mother and my daddy used to fight lots < 08@Morgan > I see < 04Molly > *he wrinkles his nose with typical young boy distaste* and then they would kiss and be friends again * Molly laughs < 04Molly > When you're a little older, you will not view it as such an unhappy prospect... * Joins: Morgan_3Di (~mads.stei@212.183.140.38) * Quits: @Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.22 ) (Ping timeout ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.22] has left IRC * Quits: Morgan_3Di (~mads.stei@212.183.140.38 ) (Ping timeout ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] is on IRC (00:00) * Joins: Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1) * ChanServ sets mode: +o Morgan Session Time: Thu Dec 03 00:00:00 2009 < 04Molly > *he wrinkles his nose with typical young boy distaste* and then they would kiss and be friends again * Molly laughs < 04Molly > When you're a little older, you will not view it as such an unhappy prospect... < 04Molly > *he looks for an ally in Morgan* kissing is for gils. < 04Molly > girls* < 08@Morgan > such things we endure for them, Varick * Molly laughs harder, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. She comes over to Varick, ruffling his hair. < 04Molly > How would you like to go to the lake tomorrow? < 04Molly > V: *he smiles at her, nodding* Yes please, Lady Forrester. *he looks to Morgan* would you like to come, we'll play games and tell stories? < 08@Morgan > I'd like to, but I think I'll have things to do tomorrow < 04Molly > *he looks upset, but nods* I know * Molly looks to Morgan < 04Molly > Your father has tasks for you? < 08@Morgan > most likely < 04Molly > If he does not, you would be very welcome to join us < 08@Morgan > if he does not, I shall be there < 04Molly > V: *he looks pleased* and then Xantha could come? < 08@Morgan > possibly, possibly < 04Molly > V: I want to ride him < 08@Morgan > I dont know about that < 04Molly > *he pouts. Molly kneels next to the chair* Xantha might not know you well enough yet, Varick... but you can ride Aurora, if you are a good boy. Does that sound well to you, Morgan? < 08@Morgan > it sounds fine to me * @Morgan looks solemnly at the boy < 08@Morgan > It is not that I do not wish you to... there is only one person that has ever ridden that horse, only one that he _allowed_ to ride him. Do you understand? < 04Molly > V:*he watches him* Yes, I think so. He only likes you < 08@Morgan > not like, exactly... but close enough < 04Molly > V: will he ever like me? < 08@Morgan > I dont know < 04Molly > *he looks to Molly* Doesnt he like you? * Molly laughs softly < 04Molly > I think perhaps he does not wish to share Morgan with me, so it makes him not like me... do you understand? < 04Molly > *he nods* < 04Molly > *the door opens slowly, and Adalbrecht comes in. He watches them all a moment, and Varick jumps out of the chair, looking ashamed , anticipating being told off. Molly rises, and curtsies. Varick moves slightly behind her, holding the fabric of her dress. Adalbrecht smiles a little, looking to Morgan* All is well? * @Morgan remains in the chair < 08@Morgan > well enough < 04Molly > *Adalbrecht studies Molly next* Lady Forrester, you are well I trust? * Molly smiles at him, putting her hand on top of Varicks reassuringly < 04Molly > Yes, my Lord, everything is just fine. I shall take Varick to the nursery and see him to bed before dinner, by your leave < 04Molly > *He nods* Of course, please do. Good night Varick < 04Molly > *the boy nods and bows, before being led towards the door. Molly turns back briefly, remembering Morgan's words, and waits for him to look at her * @Morgan watches them leaving * Molly 's eyes meet his, hers filled with playfulness and affection. She sucks her full, soft lower lip into her mouth slightly, her teeth grazing across its smooth surface as she releases it slowly, meeting the top to form an appealing pout. She watches his reaction carefully * @Morgan smiles slightly * Molly 's smile falters briefly, before being recovered. < 04Molly > I shall see you at dinner, liebes herz. * @Morgan nods * Molly opens the door for Varick, and follows him out < 04Molly > What sort of story would you like tonight? how about... *her words trail off as they go down the corridor. Adalbrecht pulls the door to* < 04Molly > It went well? < 08@Morgan > well enough < 04Molly > She is an intriguing young lady. * @Morgan nods < 04Molly > *he gets two glasses, pouring some port in each, the deep red liquid sloshing in expensive wide bowl glasses. he brings one to Morgan* She seems to have an optomistic streak, a very sunny disposition * @Morgan looks from the port to the glass of blokners still standing on the table < 08@Morgan > she'd have to have to have survived so far < 04Molly > *adalbrecht drinks his port* Her parents seem devoted enough... * @Morgan stands up, remaining quiet < 04Molly > She seems to be winning Varick's trust... did you see how he clung to her in the face of adversity? * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > I have an idea for him < 04Molly > *Adalbrecht lounges in the chair opposite where Morgan was sat* Yes? < 08@Morgan > Send him to sea < 04Molly > Why? < 08@Morgan > gives him responsibility, experience in hard work, shows him how to work with others... and gets him out from his mothers skirts < 04Molly > I see. You would take him with you? * @Morgan nods < 04Molly > *he nods, quiet in thought a few minutes* < 04Molly > Have you spoken to Lady Forrester about this? < 08@Morgan > yes < 04Molly > And how felt she? < 08@Morgan > she seemed open to the idea < 04Molly > *he nods* I need to speak to Alarice on the matter < 08@Morgan > I'd rather do that myself < 04Molly > *he looks unsure* If you think it best * Joins: Morgan_3Di (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1) * Quits: @Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1 ) (Killed (NickServ (GHOST command used by Morgan_3Di)) ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] has left IRC * Morgan_3Di is now known as Morgan * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] is on IRC (00:00) * ChanServ sets mode: +o Morgan < 04Molly > *he looks unsure* If you think it best * Quits: @Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1 ) (Ping timeout ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] has left IRC * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] is on IRC (00:00) * Joins: Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1) * ChanServ sets mode: +o Morgan < 04Molly > *he looks unsure* If you think it best < 08@Morgan > you do not? < 04Molly > I wondered that it might be better seen as an idea I put forward, so she does not feel you are judging her unfit and taking her child from her * Quits: @Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.1 ) (Ping timeout ) * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.1] has left IRC * Morgan [~mads.stei@212.183.140.22] is on IRC (00:00) * Joins: Morgan (~mads.stei@212.183.140.22) * ChanServ sets mode: +o Morgan < 04Molly > I wondered that it might be better seen as an idea I put forward, so she does not feel you are judging her unfit and taking her child from her * @Morgan narrows his eyes < 08@Morgan > I will make certain that she does not think so < 04Molly > *he sips the port* as you wish < 04Molly > *the six o'clock chimes on the grandfather clock, the noise that marks the preparation for dinner* < 04Molly > *Adalbrecht stands. finshing his port* When will you speak with her? < 08@Morgan > as soo as possible < 04Molly > *he nods* I shall see you at dinner then * @Morgan nods and leaves the room < 04Molly > *Alarice's room is just down the corridor from his mothers* * @Morgan knocks on the door < 04Molly > *her voice is strained, slightly hoarse* Who is it? < 08@Morgan > Morgan < 04Molly > *there is a little pause, befove she replies* come in * @Morgan enters the room, leaving the door open < 04Molly > *she sits by the fire, wearing black once more. Her eyes are red from crying. She looks up to him* good evening < 08@Morgan > cousin * @Morgan nods his head < 08@Morgan > I've been thinking about the situation with Varick < 04Molly > *she nods to the chair opposite* How is he? < 08@Morgan > sad * @Morgan sits down < 04Molly > *she nods* * /msg: insufficient parameters (line 18, ialias2.mrc) -> * 14nickserv * Alarice -NickServ- Unknown command Alarice .  "/msg NickServ HELP" for help. * Molly is now known as Alarice < 14Alarice > What did you wish to say? < 08@Morgan > I.. I propose to have Varick go to sea... it would lessen your pain and give him an adventure * Alarice looks shockd < 14Alarice > alone? * @Morgan pulls a face < 08@Morgan > You think I would do that? * Alarice sighs < 14Alarice > I know very little at present * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > I am to run aboard ship for a time... he would be with me < 14Alarice > Will that be practical for a newly-wedded man? < 08@Morgan > it will be after the honeymoon... I shall arrange for him to be watched over until then * Alarice watches him < 14Alarice > how long will he be with you? < 08@Morgan > as long as is necessary < 14Alarice > you feel comfortable taking on the care and raising of a child? * @Morgan frowns < 08@Morgan > it is necessary, for him and you < 14Alarice > that is not what I asked < 08@Morgan > It is not easy... but it needs to be done and I do it out of love for my family. < 14Alarice > And how does Lady Forrester feel about taking on the burden of mothering a child she has not borne? < 08@Morgan > she is happy to... she likes the boy very much * Alarice nods < 14Alarice > I would imagine she is good with him * @Morgan nods * Alarice looks back to the fire < 14Alarice > I hope she succeeds where I have failed < 08@Morgan > you haven't failed, Alarice... not yet * Alarice shakes her head < 14Alarice > you are wrong. I should be able to bear this * @Morgan frowns < 08@Morgan > No... if you were bearing it I would be much more concerned < 14Alarice > I should love my son. * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > yes, you should... but you cannot at the moment * Alarice 'ss voice becomes quieter < 14Alarice > you would have * @Morgan shakes his head < 08@Morgan > I ran < 14Alarice > ou wouldn't have, had you been left Jana < 08@Morgan > perhaps... perhaps not * Alarice looks intensely at the flames < 14Alarice > You will take good care of him... better than I have ever done < 08@Morgan > I will do the best I can... but I will never take the place of his father, and indeed Lady Forrester will not take your place. * Alarice looks at her hands < 14Alarice > perhaps it would be better if you did < 08@Morgan > no... you may not be ready to take him into your arms for some time, but he will never be unsure as to who you are... < 14Alarice > It could never happen. He could be a man before I heal < 08@Morgan > then he shall be a man. No son ever outgrows his mothers love, Alarice * Alarice smiles < 14Alarice > He has a good role model in you * @Morgan shrugs < 08@Morgan > perhaps < 14Alarice > Thank you for this < 08@Morgan > then you agree to his coming with me? * Alarice nods < 14Alarice > I am sure he is in safe hands < 08@Morgan > I will do my best for him * Alarice watches him and smiles < 14Alarice > you are happy, arent ou? * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > overall < 14Alarice > I look at that happiness, and it gives me hope that some day I could have it * @Morgan nods < 08@Morgan > I'd tell you to have faith, but that had nothing to do with it in my case < 14Alarice > What did? < 08@Morgan > time and understanding, I think * Alarice nods < 14Alarice > I see < 08@Morgan > I could well be wrong... < 14Alarice > how so? < 08@Morgan > in truth I'm not sure _how_ I came to this point. < 14Alarice > luck? destiny? * @Morgan looks at the fire < 08@Morgan > no, definitely support * Alarice continues to watch him < 14Alarice > is it harder to fall in love the second time? < 08@Morgan > its harder to accept * Alarice nods < 14Alarice > I should get ready for dinner * @Morgan stands < 08@Morgan > and I. * @Morgan heads to the door * Alarice turns back to the fire < 14Alarice > until dinner then < 08@Morgan > indeed * @Morgan leaves the room