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< 08@Morgan >  12  11Thanks for the @  12
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > they'll want the sweeping started soon
< 04Molly > ((grrr two secs)
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > At least I have the best of companies
< 04Molly > * @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > Inga's most likely still around, yes
< 04Molly > * Molly wraps her arms around his neck
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > you, you foolish thing...
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > oh... well, it cant be helped you have a warped view of people
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > You're just fortunate that I see who you truly are
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > no, I'm fortunate that you choose to like what you see
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I do. I like it very, very much
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I'm glad
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Good
< 04Molly > * Molly kisses him gently
< 08@Morgan > Come blossom, we'd best get to work
* Molly nods, followininhim outside. Already the crowd has thinned, a slow trickle of revelry flowing back to the village as the last few plates are smashed.
Session Time: Sun Nov 21 00:00:00 2010
< 08@Morgan > ah, they see that the interesting part is done
* Molly looks at him
< 04Molly > you do not feel so?
* @Morgan glances at her
< 08@Morgan > whats interesting in watching people sweep?
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > watching how two people work together is often interesting
* @Morgan nods
* Molly watches those who remain as she walks down the steps. Both their families laugh together as Verity smashes the last plate. The villagers, old and new, yet mingling and united, clap a cheer. Their exodus increases as the celebration comes to a close.
< 04Molly > When do we begin sweeping?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > the plates are all done, so soon I would think
* Molly nods, heading to their families. Adalbrecht nods towards the brooms with a grin.
< 04Molly > A: best get to it!
< 04Molly > **the ammount of broken porcelain is shocing, and a great deal worse than Morgan expected*
* @Morgan looks around momentarily
< 08@Morgan > it looks like any gathering those damn pirates ever attended
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > Indeed it does
* @Morgan sighs slightly, picking up a broom
* Molly picks up her broom. There is something relaxed in her expression from the familiarity of the object.
< 04Molly > Is this to be done a particular way?
< 08@Morgan > not as far as I'm aware... no doubt we'll be told if we do it wrong
* @Morgan lowers his voice
< 08@Morgan > not that they have any practical knowledge of the best way of course
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > What is the best way and what is the Eisen way are not always the same thing...
* @Morgan looks at her for a moment
< 08@Morgan > obviously, being Avalonian, you simply dont know any better...
< 04Molly > Until you show me an Eisen way of kissing, I shall believe the montaigne way is best
< 08@Morgan > well, now, thats because the Eisen way is serious, whereas the montaigne are frivolous at everything
< 04Molly > Surely kissing is always frivolous though?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I dont imagine someone like, say, Claudia would agree... as far as I can see, she's serious about everything
* Molly smiles, and begins to sweep. As always, she is quick and efficient.
* @Morgan follows suit, occasionally telling dishes to stay where he put them
< 04Molly > A: *he watches Morgan with a smile, enjoying his labouring*
* @Morgan sweeps past his father, muttering
< 04Molly > **the others bid them goodnight, and go into the house. The small fragments are rapidly gathered into piles which Molly scoops up into the baaskets. She pays little attention to the goings-on between the men*
< 04Molly > A: Enjoying yourself, Morgan?
< 08@Morgan > Its not the worst work I've ever undertaken
< 04Molly > A: *he laughs* What have you done that's worse?
< 08@Morgan > all manner of things... though, being nice to charles warwick was always a real trial
< 04Molly > A: *he smiles, and stifles a yawn* I shall leave you to it, I've seen enough to know that you'll have a back-breaking night, as is traditional.
< 08@Morgan > thank you for your sympathy my lord... oh, a moment before you go if you would
< 04Molly > A: Yes?
< 08@Morgan > I'm sorry I didn't consult you before *he motions towards the stage*. I thought it important that we are seen to work independantly towards the same goal
< 04Molly > A: *he frowns* Oh yes. What the devil was  all that about?
< 08@Morgan > the villagers had ostracised the couple since he was the brunt of my displeasure.
< 04Molly > A: I thought it was a rather good idea
< 08@Morgan > ostracising each other?
* @Morgan smirks slightly
< 04Molly > A: *he laughs* If you don't go back to using that broom, I can always beat you with it!
< 08@Morgan > I think... you'd have to catch me, and thats not likely
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > A: I'll be sleeping, you'll be working... we'd soon see who was faster at sunrise *he grins*
< 08@Morgan > ah, the unfair advantage. Anyhow, I thought it needed to be stopped there and then
< 04Molly > A: I agree. I think the polterabend was a great success overall.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > apart from this mass of devestation
< 04Molly > A: *he shrugs* It is how it should be
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > A: Goodnight, Morgan
* @Morgan bows slightly before returning to the job at hand
< 04Molly > A: *he goes into the house, leaving the two of them alone in the clearing. The dark night's air is smooth, clear, still holding a little of the days warmth. Die Dauerhaftigkeit is silhoetted against the phoshorescent blue of the Sudlache. The stars above twinkle, different constellations than are seen in Avalon.
* Molly sweeps quietly,making better time than Morgan expected
* @Morgan stands, looking up at the house
* Molly turns to put more pieces into the basket, and pauses as she catches sight of him.
< 04Molly > Are you well?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I spent so long running from this place, its still hard to believe I've come back
* Molly gets rid of the shards, and comes to him
< 04Molly > Do you wish you had not done so?
< 08@Morgan > sometimes I dont know... but then... this place resonates in me, its just... _right_
< 04Molly > It is in your blood
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > I think you would have returned here eventually, even if it had not been for a few more years
* Molly smiles softly
< 08@Morgan > probably
< 04Molly > You would have felt the pull to return too strong, as when you came here in the winter
* Molly continues tosweep
* @Morgan resumes sweeping
< 08@Morgan > probably
< 04Molly > **About half an hour passes before she speaks again*
< 04Molly > would you wish me to sing for you?
* @Morgan looks at her
< 08@Morgan > if you wish to
* Molly smiles a little
< 04Molly > I thought it might make this task less unpleasant for you
< 08@Morgan > aside from that, it'd be nice to hear you sing... since you've heard my attempt at it
< 04Molly > I think you have a wonderful voice. You have heard me sing many times to entertain your parents and mine.
< 08@Morgan > thats as maybe
< 04Molly > Avalon or Eisen?
< 08@Morgan > Avalon
* Molly smiles, looking back to the broken plates. She begins to sing a song about a sailor who falls in love with a mermaid and trades his ship for gills. She follows it up with several more, some of romance, some of epic battles and heroism. This gentle music fills the time, until after two hours, they can see there is not toomuch left to sweep
< 04Molly > We will be finished within the half hour...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I think we've made better time than was expected
< 04Molly > It cannot be two o'clock yet, it is still many hours til dawn.
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > There are merits to marrying a professional
* @Morgan chuckles
* Molly continues, and about twenty minutes later, empties the last of the plates into the baskets. She leans her broom against it, and stretches. She unpins her hair, letting it fall soft and curly.
< 04Molly > Thank goodness it is over!
* @Morgan lays his broom on the floor and leans against the stage
< 08@Morgan > I'm glad thats done
* Molly comes over to him
< 04Molly > I did not try that valerian root rub on you as promised, did I?
< 08@Morgan > the whatnow?
< 04Molly > I mentioned it a few days ago. It is a hand-blended cream that I used to help Varick sleep. It is good to aid tired muscles and help you relax
< 08@Morgan > oh, yes I remember
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > We could-... I mean-... Ummm... Would you still wish to see its effect?
< 08@Morgan > I think so... its got to be better than the popping noise I make sometimes
* @Morgan chuckles
* Molly grins, taking his hand
< 04Molly > Let us go upstairs then...
* @Morgan smiles, standing up
* Molly leads him up the steps, and into the banquet room. She smiles at him, sensuality dilating her pupils. They go through the hallways towards the main staircase.
< 04Molly > Just before they get to the staircase, they hear talking, which is unexpected as everyone went to bed about three hours before.
* @Morgan straightens, listening intently
< 04Molly > **He hears one voice, subservient but adamant, male, and another female voice, commanding, but he can't make out the words
* Molly frowns, loosening her grip on his hand.
* @Morgan frowns, trying to locate the source of the noise
< 04Molly > **the noise is from the bottom of the staircase, further along the hall
* @Morgan looks at Molly for a moment before starting quietly in that direction, keeping close to the wall
* Molly follows at a quiet distance. It is not long before he recognises the male voice as Reinhardt the aging butler, and the female as a voice he was hoping not to hear...
< 04Molly > A: But I shall have my usual room!
* @Morgan stands still, listening
< 04Molly > R: I am afraid, my Lady, that it is in use. I have found suitable rooms in the east (((guest)) wing.
< 04Molly > A: I will have to tolearate it, though  rest assured on the morrow I'll inform my Uncle that you were so unhelpful.
< 04Molly > **another male voice tries to calm her. It sounds familiar, but he can't quite place it.
* Molly catches him up, freezing at hearing Alarice's voice.
* @Morgan frowns
< 04Molly > A: Show us to the rooms.
< 04Molly > R: Yes, my Lady.
* @Morgan steps along the corridor
< 04Molly > ++++pause+++ +++rewind+++
< 04Molly > [1:34am] < 04Molly > It cannot be two o'clock yet, it is still many hours til dawn.
< 04Molly > [1:38am] * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > [1:38am] < 04Molly > There are merits to marrying a professional
< 04Molly > [1:39am] * @Morgan chuckles
* Molly sings again, then stops suddenly
< 04Molly > Morgan?
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 04Molly > Have you found any pieces of broken mirror? (((hugely bad omen))
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > no... I dont think so
* Molly bends down, picking up gingerly a couple of shards, and bringing them to him. They glint in the glow from the Sudlache, and look almost as if possesing an evil, unholy awareness
< 08@Morgan > oh
* Molly is clearly unaware of the problem
< 04Molly > What a waste of a mirror!
* @Morgan stares at the shards
< 08@Morgan > no... noone can have been that stupid
< 04Molly > Especially as people are not particularly wealthy here
* @Morgan frowns harder
< 08@Morgan > its.. considered a bad omen
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > Another one?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly tilts her head, frowning.
< 04Molly > There was no broken mirror when we began.
< 08@Morgan > no, there wasn't
* Molly looks hurt
< 04Molly > Then it was done on purpose?
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
* Molly smiles slightly
< 04Molly > Apart from vigilence, there is little that can be done
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Molly takes his hand
< 04Molly > I believe that if such a thing is broken by someone maliciously, the bad luck goes back to them.
< 08@Morgan > that bad luck may involve my seven foot sword
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I think that reasonable. To ask for bad luck for our marriage is to ask for bad luck for the future of Sudlachenburg
< 08@Morgan > its just plain stupid
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Fear not, liebling, we've had all the bad luck we're going to have.
< 08@Morgan > I wish I had your confidence
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > You have me.
< 08@Morgan > thats true
* Molly squeezes his hand reassuringly, knowing in her heart that in someways, having her is what makes him more concerned of bad luck
< 04Molly > [1:41am] * Molly continues, and about twenty minutes later, empties the last of the plates into the baskets. She leans her broom against it, and stretches. She unpins her hair, letting it fall soft and curly.
< 04Molly > ++++fast forward+++
< 04Molly > [2:05am] < 04Molly > **another male voice tries to calm her. It sounds familiar, but he can't quite place it.
< 04Molly > [2:06am] * Molly catches him up, freezing at hearing Alarice's voice.
< 04Molly > [2:07am] * @Morgan frowns
< 04Molly > [2:07am] < 04Molly > A: Show us to the rooms.
< 04Molly > [2:08am] < 04Molly > R: Yes, my Lady.
< 04Molly > [2:08am] * @Morgan steps along the corridor
< 04Molly > **they begin to ascend the stairs. The man is typically eisen, and undistinguishable fromthe back
* @Morgan stands at the bottom of the stairs and clears his throat
* Molly follows Morgan, and stands beside him.
< 04Molly > **All three turn, Reinhardt bowing, Alarice smiling neutrally, and the man smiles and bows*
* Molly looks shocked
< 04Molly > Captain Holzheim!
< 08@Morgan > well now
< 04Molly > H *he looks at her with a charming smile, coming back down towards them* My lady, I am pleased to see you. *he looks to Morgan* Good evening, my Lord *he bows again* I hope we did not disturb you.
< 08@Morgan > An unusual hour for your arrival I'd sau
< 04Molly > A: *she remains where she was*
< 04Molly > H: One of our horses lost a shoe, and we had to stop longer than expected.
< 04Molly > + myLord
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > A: I would like to rest, it has been wearying.
< 08@Morgan > I've no doubt... its most fortuitous you return to us at this time
* @Morgan grins broadly
< 04Molly > A: *she looks suspicious* It is?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly and holzheim stand watching the others
< 08@Morgan > jarvie's here...
* @Morgan lowers his voice conspiratorially
< 08@Morgan > I think she's after something from you
< 04Molly > A: *she smiles, almost deviously* I shall be glad to see her. 
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > I've no doubt
< 08@Morgan > Reinhardt, there are, I assume, two rooms available in the east wing?
< 04Molly > R: *he looks slightly upset at the imlication that there might not be* On seperate floors, my Lord
* @Morgan smiles at him
< 08@Morgan > as I was sure there would be... excellent
* @Morgan glances round
< 08@Morgan > dont want people getting the wrong idea
* Molly and the others all smile at him.
< 08@Morgan > Oh, Alarice, after breakfast there's something I wish to discuss with you
< 04Molly > Goodnight Alarice, Goodnight Captain Holzheim ((she knows hs first name, but is makng a poiint of not using it))
< 04Molly > H: *he bows to her and Morgan, then goes up the stairs*
< 04Molly > A: *to Morgan* You are not going to bed also, Cousin?
< 08@Morgan > shortly... years of constant conflict have instilled a need to check the perimeter, if you will
< 04Molly > A: *she looks briefly to Molly before smiling, eyes cool* Well, goodnight.
* @Morgan inclines his head
< 04Molly > R: If you'd like to come this way, my Lady
< 04Molly > **They follow him, and disappear*
* @Morgan smiles slightly
* Molly stays silent a moment, before saying quietly
< 04Molly > I see I was wrong about the mirror
< 08@Morgan > The same occured to me, but I dont see she'd have been there and not been noticed
* Molly 's eyes go wide
< 04Molly > I meant about the bad luck...
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > if the hat fits
* @Morgan looks around
* Molly smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > I think its time to find out if we still have guards posted at night
* Molly nods, thoughtful
< 04Molly > I wish to ask a favour of you, but do not wish you to think I ask something of you that I don't
* @Morgan looks at her
* Molly bites her lower lip
< 04Molly > I want you to spend the night with me...
< 08@Morgan > whatever for?
< 04Molly > Well, I suppose it is more 'spend the night with us'. You could have my bed, I'd sleep in the parlour, but I do not wish her to have any chance to steal Varick away in the night.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > its a shame that we hold my own kin in such low regard
* Molly looks very guilty
< 04Molly > I do not wish to cause you any offense
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > its one of the downfalls of acting like a member of the jennys guild
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Will you stay with us, or would you rather we had a guard?
< 08@Morgan > I'll stay... the guards for somewhere else
* @Morgan smirks slightly
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > Indeed?
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > come, lets see if we can find a guard
< 04Molly > best find two... with Baron Eldreich he climbed thorugh the window
* @Morgan nods
* Molly walks with him to the main guard post, not speaking, clearly thinking
* @Morgan wanders to the guard post
< 04Molly > **set at the side of the house, the guard post also houses the 20 permanant guards who also serve as a private army. At this time of nght, three guards are awake, playng cards.
* @Morgan wanders in
< 04Molly > *all 3 stand and bow, alike in the Koertg livery, and their eisen appearences
* @Morgan turns slightly to Molly
< 08@Morgan > impressive aren't they... and Piram thought he had a good look
* Molly smiles politely
< 04Molly > Indeed
* @Morgan turns to the guards
< 08@Morgan > gentlemen, sit down, its too late for such formality when my father isn't here
< 04Molly > **they graetefuuly do so. Tomasz, the head guard speaks*
< 04Molly > T: How can we be of service, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > I would like to extend your duties somewhat tonight... but not a lot. Do you patrol the grounds and house?
< 04Molly > T: In 3 teams of 2, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > excellent... you know Reinhardt?
< 04Molly > T: yes, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > find him and find out which rooms my cousin Alarice and a Captain Holzheim are staying... I want the patrols to make sure noones where they shouldn't be, if you catch my meaning
< 04Molly > T: *he tries not to smile* yes, my Lord. *the others go off to do it*
< 08@Morgan > I would also like, on your patrols... to have you look up... I'm told Baron Eldreich climbed through windows during their courtship... lets be sure that opportunity is not realised
< 04Molly > T: *he nods* I will see to it, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > Thank you Tomasz. Is there anything you need? Extra food, hot coffee?
< 04Molly > T: no, thank you, my Lord
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > Nothing at all? You are going out of your way to assist me, the least I can do is return the favour
< 04Molly > T: we have whatever food we wish, and the kitchen maid brings us coffee frequently. Afte your last visit, Lady Koertig made sure that we were very well cared for. She said t was very sad to thnk of us all alone in the dark, patrolling a big empty house wth no-one takng care of us, my Lord
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > good... thank you gentlemen
< 04Molly > *they all bow*
* @Morgan turns to leave, allowing Molly out first
* Molly leads out into the night
< 04Molly > She must have though of you often...
< 08@Morgan > so it would seem
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Though you were quite well taken care of by your very own maid...
< 08@Morgan > its what comes of being so adorable
< 04Molly > That is very true... that and much more
* Molly winks at him
* @Morgan chuckles
* Molly yawns, covering her mouth with her hand
< 08@Morgan > come, lets get you to bed
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > If only...
* Molly wanders along with him into the house
* @Morgan picks up his sword from its resting place
* Molly quietly goes up to the nursery. Immedately, she goes to check on Varick before returning to Morgan.
< 04Molly > He's sleeping soundly
< 08@Morgan > good
* Molly goes into her room, leaving the door open
* @Morgan wanders to it
* Molly calls out to him, not hearing his footsteps, unlacing the back of her bustier of her gold and brown Eisen dress
< 04Molly > http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/camera-lens-mug/
< 04Molly > ((FFS))
< 08@Morgan > yes?
< 04Molly > I'll just get into my night clothes and-.... *his question makes her jump, she spins round* I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > its what makes me a good guard really
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I rather think so. I was about to say I shall find some blankets and sleep on the couch
< 08@Morgan > No, I'll sleep out there
* Molly gets the lacing undone, and puts the heavy fabric to one side, the layer beneath a tighter,lightweight corset
< 04Molly > The couch will not be long enough for you to be comfortable
< 08@Morgan > I'll manage
< 04Molly > Please, liebling, I do not like to think of you being uncomfortable when I have a perfectly decent bed for you.
* Molly slips off her shoes
< 08@Morgan > blossom, if someone intends to come in here and endanger you or steal him, you shall not be their first encounter
* Molly hitches her skirt slightly and slips off one garter, before carefully rolling down her silk stocking.
< 04Molly > I know that it makes far more sense, but I wish it did not have to be so
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > it probably wont be that way, but as long as there is that risk, thats how it is
* Molly looks up briefly before repeating the process for the other stocking
< 04Molly > You will at least take several blankets and pillows?
< 08@Morgan > if I must
* Molly smiles at him, untying the gold overskirt and putting it over the back of the chair, the plain brown beneath swishing as she moves
< 04Molly > I would like to make you as comfortable as possible
< 08@Morgan > I know blossom
< 04Molly > Just a minute, and I shall get them for you
* Molly goes behind the screen, and in rapid succession the skirt, corset and satin slip all get hung over the top
* Molly comes back out wearing a long cotton nightgown. Though she doesn't seem to realise, the thinness of the material shows darker at her nipples and lower down. She comes over to the large box at the end of the bed.
< 04Molly > I should have several spare...
* @Morgan nods
* Molly takes out four, handing them to him, before going to the bed, and taking up both pillows.She walks through to the parlour
< 04Molly > would you like them on the couch ((there were only two on the bed to begin btw*
< 08@Morgan > just the one, yes
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > I want you to be comfortable, and two will be better on the couch.
< 08@Morgan > blossom, I'm used to sleeping on rough ground with my coat for a pillow... one will be fine
< 04Molly > You would be better with two. You came at my request, it is the least I can do. *she smiles at him, almost a little shyly, her eyes deep, pupils dilated* Besides, it would please me to do such for your comfort.
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > if you insist
* Molly blushes, noddng emphatically
< 04Molly > I do
* Molly puts them both down on the couch
< 04Molly > good.
* Molly watches hm closely
< 08@Morgan > you'll catch a chill standing there blossom
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Indeed. Goodnight then, liebling.
< 08@Morgan > good night blossom
* Molly moves a little towards the bedroom, as if waiting to see what he does.
* @Morgan sits on the couch
* Molly smiles, goes in and pulls the door to, but not quite closed
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< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > you'll catch a chill standing there blossom
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Indeed. Goodnight then, liebling.
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > good night blossom
< 04Molly > * Molly moves a little towards the bedroom, as if waiting to see what he does.
< 04Molly > * @Morgan sits on the couch
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles, goes in and pulls the door to, but not quite closed
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< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > you'll catch a chill standing there blossom
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Indeed. Goodnight then, liebling.
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > good night blossom
< 04Molly > * Molly moves a little towards the bedroom, as if waiting to see what he does.
< 04Molly > * @Morgan sits on the couch
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles, goes in and pulls the door to, but not quite closed
< 04Molly > ((your turn))
< 08@Morgan > ((got nothing, he's just gonna sit there and wait))
< 04Molly > ((for what? til when? is he not going to sleep?))
< 04Molly > **After forcing away sleep for several hours, his mind starts to drift as danger seems less likely. His thoughts get drawn more and more to the old summerhouse, which he hasn't been in for many years, though used to once like, a good imaginery settng for childhood games.
< 04Molly > ((does he try and concentrate on thinking about it, or try to ignore it?))
* @Morgan allows his mind to wander, listening all the while
< 04Molly > ((so doesn't actively seek more info?))
< 08@Morgan > ((why would he?))
< 04Molly > ((because Molly got so ESP about it))
< 08@Morgan > ((fair enough))
< 04Molly > ((I honestly dont mind, but whether he 'tries' to think of it makes a dfference))
* @Morgan bends his mind to the summer houuse
< 04Molly > **He finds he can't 'touch' it... when he tries to focus, it feels elusively out of reach, like a name caught on the tip of the tongue.
* @Morgan frowns, concentrating on it more
< 04Molly > **The harder he tries, the harder it seems to concentrate, as if it were somehow shielded
* @Morgan closes his eyes for a moment, switching his thoughts to the lake
< 04Molly > **He can focus on the lake perfectly, and from the corner of his mind, the summerhouse in relaton to it
* @Morgan sighs slightly and opens his eyes, frowning at the sensation
< 04Molly > **When not directly trying to think of it, he can recall many tmes he's been to t n the past, though cannot recall being _inside_
* @Morgan spends a few moments alternating between concentrating on the summer house and thinking of other things entirely
< 04Molly > **He _knows_ that he has been inside, but just can't remember when or why. 
* @Morgan shrugs slightly, settling into a more comfortable position
< 04Molly > **Slowly, he drifts into that half-sleep state that he is so used to whilst on any form of guard duty, alert if anything happens. 
< 04Molly > **The thing that does wake him is the sound of birdsong, just after daybreak
* @Morgan mutters at himself for missing sunrise
< 04Molly > ** the house seems silent still, even though servants are usually awake by now, especially on a sunday
* @Morgan frowns, standing up quickly
< 04Molly > **everythng remans quiet
* @Morgan looks in on Molly
* Molly sleeps innocently, on her side, on the furthest half of the bed. One hand reaches to the empty side, palm flat against the smooth sheet, soft smile in her expression as if that hand lay upon a loved one
* @Morgan quietly wanders through to check on Varick#
< 04Molly > **Varick sleeps, curled up in a little ball. Hugged to him is a pale blue woolen shawl
* @Morgan wanders back through into the hallway
< 04Molly > *he encounters no-one*
* @Morgan walks to the dining room
< 04Molly > **The servants are milling around, preparng to prepare breakfast, quiet, subdued
* @Morgan makes his presence known
< 04Molly > ** they all look up. A maid comes over
< 04Molly > Good morning, my Lord, can I get you anything?
< 08@Morgan > A coffee would go down wonderfully. Though I must ask why everyone is so... subdued
< 04Molly > *she smiles* Sore heads, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > Ah, I see
< 04Molly > *she goes to fetch coffee* Would you like your Valet summoned, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > In a while I think... though I would like to speak to Reinhardt
< 04Molly > *she goes, and he comes to morgan after a few minutes*
* Molly is now known as Reinhardt
< 14Reinhardt > My Lord?
< 08@Morgan > I was not questioning your ability last night Reinhardt... I was making a point to our visitors
* Reinhardt nods. His familiar old face is respectful
< 14Reinhardt > I understand, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > A small matter, I know, but my respect for your work is there
* Reinhardt smiles
< 14Reinhardt > Thankyou, my Lord
* @Morgan sips his coffee
< 08@Morgan > have a care with those two, Reinhardt...
< 14Reinhardt > Which two, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > my cousing and her latest paramore
* Reinhardt blushes a little
< 14Reinhardt > In what regards, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > she's caused trouble here before... I would not wish to see you slandered... try not to be alone with her
* Reinhardt looks very solemn, and a little shocked to hear Morgan speak of another member of his famly lke that to a servant
< 14Reinhardt > Yes, my Lord
* @Morgan nods, sipping his coffee
< 14Reinhardt > Will you be at chapel, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > more than likely
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > There'll be many who'd rather be in her beds after last night, my Lordd
< 08@Morgan > so I gather... such is the penance for a night so spent
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > A very good night all round, my Lord
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I'm glad it was enjoyed...
< 14Reinhardt > Very much so, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > hopefully the community will be a little more solid now
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > I do believe so. A good celebration goes a long way, my Lord
* @Morgan nods
< 14Reinhardt > Would you like a Valet, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > lets consider that for a moment *he sips his coffee* trust a man with a razer who is probably a little worse for wear this morning
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > A few of us retain steady hands, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > I've no doubt... but I think I'll give it a miss this morning
* Reinhardt frowns ever so slightly
< 14Reinhardt > Should I send someone to set out a suit for chapel, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > You dont approve I see
< 14Reinhardt > It is not my place to approve or disapprove, my Lord
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > I'll see to it myself
* Reinhardt smiles
< 14Reinhardt > Of course, my Lord
* @Morgan finishes his coffee
< 14Reinhardt > Should I send servants to the Baroness and her companion, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
< 08@Morgan > lets not be lacking in our attentions
* Reinhardt nods, smiling
< 14Reinhardt > As you wish, my Lord
* @Morgan nods, placing the cup on a table
< 08@Morgan > I'd best get prepared
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > Everyone will awaken shortly, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > perhaps... some extra coffee should be brewed
* Reinhardt nods
< 14Reinhardt > I'll ensure the kitchen staff are ready, my Lord
* Reinhardt bows
* @Morgan nods to him and heads back to the nursery
* Reinhardt is already awake, dressed in pale pink, and standing by the window when he opens the door. Barefoot, she talks to Inga, who is darning a stocking for her.
* Reinhardt is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > ...which is unfortunate, but I'd rather hear your-
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > Good morning, liebes herz
* @Morgan bows slightly
< 08@Morgan > you slept well?
* Molly comes to him
< 04Molly > As well as anyone could hope, gven the circumstance
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > And you?
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > I rested
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > Good, I prefer to know you are rested at least
< 08@Morgan > Inga, have you been to the summerhouse?
< 04Molly > I: *she looks up* No, my Lord, I did not know there was one
* @Morgan nods
* Molly frowns sliightly
< 04Molly > You have been thinking of it?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > it was a way to pass the hours
* Molly raises a playful eyebrow
< 04Molly > I see. Perhaps your father will know more?
< 08@Morgan > Maybe
< 04Molly > Have you spoken with him this morning?
< 08@Morgan > no, not yet#
< 08@Morgan > things were quiet and I wanted to investigate
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > But ou wsh him to dscover Alariice's return from you?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > though Varick is more my concern with that information
* Molly nods, eyes turning troubled, stormy blue
< 04Molly > indeed
< 04Molly > I: *she hands Molly the stocking* 
* Molly smiles, and sits down. She slides the silk over her barefoot, rhythmically working it up her leg,watching to make sure she doesn't snag it. Inga pours some tea, her back to them. As she gets above the knee, Molly glances quckly at Morgan, to see if he is watching
* @Morgan is
< 04Molly > ((whats his expression?))
< 08@Morgan > ((a bit lusty I spose))
* Molly smiles playfully, and sspeaks quetly in Avalonan
< 04Molly > Six days...
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > though no doubt it'll seem longer
< 08@Morgan > undoubtedly
* Molly pulls the garter over the topof the stocking to hold it up, before smoothing down her skirt
< 04Molly > Especially with Alarice returning
* @Morgan frowns slightly
* Molly waits for him to speak
< 08@Morgan > We'll have to see what happens there I think
< 04Molly > You think it may be more temporary than she antcipated?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 04Molly > It will be a full house in the next few days I believe
< 08@Morgan > I expect so, yes
< 04Molly > I doubt your father would wish for any public scenes of familial disharmony
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< 04Molly > * Molly pulls the garter over the topof the stocking to hold it up, before smoothing down her skirt
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Especially with Alarice returning
< 04Molly > * @Morgan frowns slightly
< 04Molly > * Molly waits for him to speak
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > We'll have to see what happens there I think
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > You think it may be more temporary than she antcipated?
< 04Molly > * @Morgan shrugs
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > It will be a full house in the next few days I believe
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I expect so, yes
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I doubt your father would wish for any public scenes of familial disharmony
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< 04Molly > * Molly pulls the garter over the topof the stocking to hold it up, before smoothing down her skirt
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > Especially with Alarice returning
< 04Molly > * @Morgan frowns slightly
< 04Molly > * Molly waits for him to speak
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > We'll have to see what happens there I think
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > You think it may be more temporary than she antcipated?
< 04Molly > * @Morgan shrugs
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > It will be a full house in the next few days I believe
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I expect so, yes
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I doubt your father would wish for any public scenes of familial disharmony
< 08@Morgan > no, quite so
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > I have a feeling it may be unavoidable
< 08@Morgan > I suspect so
* Molly sighs softly
< 04Molly > What ought we to do?
< 08@Morgan > I was thinking of throwing her from the battlements
* Molly smiles a little
< 04Molly > perhaps something less permanant?
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > we could lay some matresses
< 04Molly > By the time we had done such a thing, her presence would have already caused trouble.
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > there's nothiong for it then. I'm just going to have to shoot her in the leg
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > But injured, she'll stay for months!
< 08@Morgan > its less permanent than hurling her from the battlements though
< 04Molly > And would the Graf agree to such a thing?
< 08@Morgan > I wasn't planning to ask
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > A happy accident?
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Molly turns solemn
< 04Molly > In all seriousness though, there are those who need to know of her return before they see her unexpectedly
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I do not relish that task
< 08@Morgan > I'll take care of it
< 04Molly > Will you be speaking with your father first?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not entirely sure.... the last thing I want is for her to turn up here while I'm elsewhere
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Whatever you think best
< 08@Morgan > if I could guarantee she wouldn't appear here, I'd speak with my father first
* Molly looks to him
< 04Molly > If she does, I shall tell her Varck isn't awake yet
< 08@Morgan > I think...
* @Morgan looks at Inga
< 08@Morgan > would you fetch the head guardsman please
< 04Molly > I *she curtsies, somewhat smilng and distracted, and goes*
* Molly smiles at him
* @Morgan turns back to Molly
< 08@Morgan > whats got her so happy?
< 04Molly > I do not know, she was about to tell me when you arrived
< 08@Morgan > I see
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > If I ddn't know you so well, I'd suspect Inga was sent on an errand so you could have me to yourself
< 08@Morgan > if things weren't so pressing, you'd be right
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > Perhaps once things are a little more settled, you can slip me in to your plans for a little while
< 08@Morgan > quite so
< 04Molly > Maybe tonight, unless you are likely to sleep well
* Molly smiles playfully
< 08@Morgan > we'll have to see how the day goes
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > of course, liebling
< 04Molly > I wonder how she and Grendlik know each other?
< 08@Morgan > hmm?
< 04Molly > Captain Holzheim
< 08@Morgan > something I intend to find out
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > It s intrguing
< 08@Morgan > potentially
* Molly watches him closely
< 04Molly > Do you think they are...intimate?
< 08@Morgan > undoubtedly
* Molly nods sadly
< 04Molly > Though he has the attitude of a rogue, I always thought him better than that
< 08@Morgan > No, he's a rogue through and through... just a likable one
< 04Molly > But not a sensible one, if he has taken up with her
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I expect she can be very charming when she wishes
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I suppose it might not be difficult to charm a man if you are so unihibited
< 08@Morgan > no, I would imagine not
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > I really dd not expect her to return so soon
< 08@Morgan > nor I
< 04Molly > *Inga returns with the guardsman*
< 04Molly > G: You summoned me, my Lord?
* @Morgan looks at him got a moment
< 08@Morgan > I've a task for you... that door *he points at the outer door*... noone is to come through it, barring Lady Forrester, Inga myself and my father
< 04Molly > *He nods* As you wish, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > and I mean noone, kin or not
< 04Molly > *He nods again* Yes my Lord, just the three of you and the Graf, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > and my mother if she is alone
< 04Molly > *he nods*
< 08@Morgan > Good. Now, if you'll excuse me ladies...
* Molly and Inga nod, and the guardsman goes to wait outside the door
* @Morgan heads out of the door
< 04Molly > *the house is awakning, more servants with bloodshot eyes and thumping heads gong about ther work
* @Morgan walks towards his fathers study, adjusting his sword belt as he goes
< 04Molly > **There is no answer at the door
* @Morgan frowns and heads to the dining room
< 04Molly > **He isn't there either
* @Morgan collars a servant
< 08@Morgan > would you know if my father is awake?
< 04Molly > *he nods* Yes, my Lord, he s breaking his fast in his rooms
* @Morgan nods, thanks the servant and heads in that direction
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
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* Adalbrecht sits at a small table, the room full of the smell of strong coffee.
* @Morgan knocks on the door
< 14Adalbrecht > Kommen se
* @Morgan enters, closing the door behind him
* Adalbrecht looks up, unshaven, and a little less than hs usual pristine self
< 14Adalbrecht > When I was your age, I could drink that much Blokners with no ill effect
* @Morgan chuckles slightly
< 08@Morgan > well, fairness is preserved at least
* Adalbrecht rubs his temple
< 14Adalbrecht > You're up rather early, I expected you to be unable to tear yourself away
< 08@Morgan > tear myself away?
< 14Adalbrecht > From your betrothed... usually the Polterabend brings out the amorous side of most couples
* Adalbrecht sips the nearly black coffee
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it was not appropriate
* Adalbrecht laughs, then winces
< 14Adalbrecht > That has never stopped anyone before
< 08@Morgan > I'm not anyone... besides, there are other things on my mind
< 14Adalbrecht > Such as?
< 08@Morgan > we have guests
* Adalbrecht frowns
< 14Adalbrecht > What guests?
< 08@Morgan > one Captain Holzheim, and Alarice
* Adalbrecht utters some rather shocking and offensve words
* Adalbrecht sighs
< 14Adalbrecht > Verdammt! ((damn it))
< 08@Morgan > quite
< 14Adalbrecht > What the hell does she think she is about?! 
* Adalbrecht slams his fist on the table, shaking the cup and pot
* @Morgan shrugs
* Adalbrecht goes very quiet, not breaking the silence
< 08@Morgan > I'm afraid I'm not entirely sure what to do about her
< 14Adalbrecht > There isn't much that can be done. Banishing her from Sudlachenburg would be viewed poorly.
< 08@Morgan > I'm happy to try to resolve the situation myself, if you are
* Adalbrecht frowns
< 14Adalbrecht > How would you anticipate resolvng such a thing?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know yet... I was thinking of winging it
< 14Adalbrecht > winging it? is that an Avalonian term?
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > improvising... dealing with the situation as it arises
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I see. How has Varick taken the news?
< 08@Morgan > I've not told him yet... I wanted you to be aware
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > And Molly?
< 08@Morgan > she's not happy, obviously
< 14Adalbrecht > It alters the adoption I suppose
< 08@Morgan > potentially
< 14Adalbrecht > When did they arrive?
< 08@Morgan > the early hours of this morning. She was quite put out at not having her usual rooms
* Adalbrecht 's eyebrows raise
< 14Adalbrecht > She wished them to share a room?
< 08@Morgan > more than likely
* Adalbrecht 's eyes darken
< 14Adalbrecht > Not under my roof they won't!
< 08@Morgan > Reinhardt was quite adamant about it...
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > Good
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > I suppose you'd better know
< 14Adalbrecht > Know what?
< 08@Morgan > Holzheim was the first mate aboard the ship I travelled on when I went away... he's carried rumour for me on occasion, concealing my whereabouts
< 14Adalbrecht > right...?
< 08@Morgan > just so you're aware we have history
< 14Adalbrecht > Are you currently on bad terms?
* @Morgan shakes his head
< 14Adalbrecht > I have not seen him in a few years, is he likely to be aproblem
< 14Adalbrecht > ?
< 08@Morgan > I just dont know#
* Adalbrecht nods, quiet again briefly
< 14Adalbrecht > It'll be time for chapel shortly, then I think we ought to have a chat with Alarice about her intentions
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > while I'm here... has anyone been to the summer house lately?
* Adalbrecht looks puzzled
< 14Adalbrecht > Is it even still standing? I haven't even thought about it in years
< 08@Morgan > can you recall being inside it?
* Adalbrecht closes his eyes, trying to think
< 14Adalbrecht > Ye-... No. I have been inside, many times, but I just can't remember. It must be the Blokners
* @Morgan watches him
* Adalbrecht opens his eyes
< 14Adalbrecht > Maybe later I'll remember. But definately not since you and Edward were children
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > right then... I'd best go and speak to Varick
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I'll see you at chapel
* @Morgan nods and heads for the door
* Adalbrecht lets hm go
* @Morgan heasd back to the nursery
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > **The guard on the door confrms no-one has come*
* @Morgan nods and enters the room
* Molly and Inga drink tea together, talking animatedly
< 04Molly > Oh! And then what did he say?!
* Molly and Inga both look up at Morgan
* @Morgan waits
< 08@Morgan > indeed... what did he say?
< 04Molly > I: I don't know if I'm supposed to tell anyone
* Molly starts to look excited
< 04Molly > But...?
< 04Molly > I: *she grins* He says he loves me
* Molly grins at her, then Morgan
< 04Molly > That is wonderful news! 
< 04Molly > I: *she nods* And I think he might want to ask to marry me
* Molly claps her hands, overjoyed, and hugs Inga
< 04Molly > That is fantastic, do you not think so, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > I do
< 04Molly > I: *she looks a little flushed* Thank you
< 04Molly > **The inner door opens as Varick comes in, still in his nightclothes. He goes to Molly first, hugging her, then goes to Morgan with a smile
* Molly is now known as Varick
< 14Varick > Good morning Morgan
< 08@Morgan > Good morning Varick
< 14Varick > have you come to have breakfast with us?
< 08@Morgan > I will be... though I need to talk to you first
* Varick 's blonde hair is charmingly messy, but his eyes are bright. Inga quietly excuses herself, goingto arrange the food
< 14Varick > About when I am a page boy?
< 08@Morgan > No, lad... something else, and I'm afraid its not going to be a pleasant conversation
* Varick 's eyes go wide
< 14Varick > Was I bad?
< 08@Morgan > no Varick, not at all
* Varick nods solemnly
< 14Varick > Is the dog ill?
* @Morgan sits himself down on the floor, shaking his head
* Varick sits beside him
< 08@Morgan > after the Polterabend last night, your mother returned
* Varick goes very still, quiet. His hands fold n his lap
< 14Varick > Why?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know yet
* Varick 's eyes well up
< 14Varick > She's coming to take me away.
< 08@Morgan > She may well be... but what she came for and what she'll get aren't going to be the same
* Varick looks pleadingly at Molly, who comes over to sit next to him, her presence relaxing him slightly
< 14Varick > I don't want to go
< 08@Morgan > You're not going to... last night I sat all night in here to make sure noone came for you... when I went to see the Graf, I posted a guard... I will not allow her to take you away Varick, I promised you that
* Varick nods, placing his hands one in each of theirs
< 14Varick > I trust you.
< 14Varick > *Molly watches Morgan's reaction carefully*
* @Morgan strokes the boys hand
< 14Varick > Will she be at chapel?
< 08@Morgan > more than likely I would think
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > Will she go away again?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know yet Varick
* Varick nods, squuezing their hands, thinking a moment
< 14Varick > What's for breakfast?
< 08@Morgan > do you know, I haven't a clue
* Varick smiles
< 14Varick > I hope it's bacon
< 08@Morgan > that'd be nice
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > *molly kisses his crown* You need to get dressed, before it gets here and goes cold
* Varick stands up, and goes to his room
* Varick kneels up, and places a kiss on Morgan's crown
< 14Varick > I don't want you to feel left out!
* Varick gggles
< 14Varick > varick=molly*
* Varick is now known as Molly
* Molly kneels up, and places a kiss on Morgan's crown
< 04Molly > I don't want you to feel left out!
* Molly giggles
* @Morgan chuckles
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< 04Molly > < 14Varick > *molly kisses his crown* You need to get dressed, before it gets here and goes cold
< 04Molly > * Varick stands up, and goes to his room
< 04Molly > * Varick kneels up, and places a kiss on Morgan's crown
< 04Molly > < 14Varick > I don't want you to feel left out!
< 04Molly > * Varick gggles
< 04Molly > < 14Varick > varick=molly*
< 04Molly > * Varick is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > * Molly kneels up, and places a kiss on Morgan's crown
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I don't want you to feel left out!
< 04Molly > * Molly giggles
< 04Molly > * @Morgan chuckles
* Molly keeps her hand gently on his shoulder
< 04Molly > What said your father?
< 08@Morgan > he's not happy about it... though I dont know if perhaps his exuberance last night has soured his disposition this morning
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > He is nursing a sore head?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > What is to be done?
< 08@Morgan > I'm handling it
* Molly squeezes his shoulder
< 04Molly > I hope that doesn't displease you
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it needs dealing with
* Molly nods as breakfast is brought in. Once the maid has left, she speaks
< 04Molly > I hope it goes well. Tea?
< 08@Morgan > please
* Molly pours him a cup, and brings it to him
< 04Molly > What will you do?
< 08@Morgan > defenestrate her perhaps
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > That might not go down too well
< 08@Morgan > once she's broken through the glass, it'll go down fine
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > Let us hope that she is reasonable
< 08@Morgan > she'll be at a double disadvantage really
< 04Molly > Why so, my love?
* Molly sips her tea
< 08@Morgan > I dont react as a typical Eisenman would... so I'm not as predictable... second, I dont think she realises how hard I can push
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I do not envy her one bit
< 08@Morgan > What treatment she receives depends entirely on her
< 04Molly > She, however, _will_ act in a typically Eisen manner?
< 08@Morgan > its entirely possible... likely, I'd say
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I believe you're right
< 08@Morgan > I'm not relying on that fact though
< 04Molly > No?
* @Morgan sips his tea
< 08@Morgan > if you lock your expectations, you're more likely to be tripped by a surprise
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > is that what happened with us?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I think it was part of a journey to stop me being so selfish
* Molly looks suprised
< 04Molly > Selfish?!
* @Morgan nods
* Molly smiles, and goes to the table to serve breakfast
< 04Molly > We'd best eat quickly, or we shall be late for chapel
* @Morgan glances out of the window
< 08@Morgan > I may be absent
* Molly looks over
< 04Molly > Absent from chapel?! I can not imagine that will please your father
< 08@Morgan > no doubt
* Molly shrugs slightly
< 04Molly > You need not tell me f you do not wish to
* @Morgan sips his tea
< 08@Morgan > somethings going on and I intend to find out what
* Molly frowns a little distractedly, before coming to him. She wraps her arms tghtly around him, and kisses his cheek.
< 04Molly > Be safe, liebling
* @Morgan nods
* Molly brings a hand to his cheek, watching him closely
< 04Molly > ((reaction?))
< 08@Morgan > ((calm, not relaxed but not tense))
< 04Molly > *Varick comes back in from the other room*
< 04Molly > V: Bacon!
< 08@Morgan > it wont come because you call it
* Molly pulls away, and goes to the table, seeing to Varick's breakfast, before sitting to eat her own
< 04Molly > **breakfast passes quickly, and very shortly, it's time for chapel. Molly smoothes down her dress and straights Varick's hair*
< 04Molly > Now Varick, if you behave nicely, we'll go for a ride later on.
< 04Molly > V: *he nods, looking to Morgan* Will you ride too?
< 08@Morgan > I've got a few things to take care of today I'm afraid
< 04Molly > V: *he looks disappointed* Oh.
* Molly smiles at Varick
< 04Molly > Come along Varick
* Molly ushers Varick from the room, and pauses briefly to see what Morgan is doing
* @Morgan stands watching them
* Molly smiles a little, then blows him a kss
* @Morgan smiles
* Molly heads off to tthe chapel with Varick
* @Morgan wanders about the house collecting his various weapons
< 04Molly > **The house enjoys a brief lull from the hangovered moaning of the servants who, with the family, are all at the chapel
* @Morgan adjusts his sword belt, straps his zweihander across his back, picks up his rifle and heads out towards the woods
< 04Molly > **The morning is sunny, warm already in the June heatwave common to the country. Birds sing, crickets can be heard in the bushes, bees fly around from bloom to bloom at their tasks, the forest alive and vibrant
* @Morgan strides towards the summerhouse
< 04Molly > **The further he progesses, the less signs of life there are. The trees are densely packed, giving the forest an odd half-daylight look, surreal and a little unnerving. As he gets near enough to see it, he realises there is nothing but silence
* @Morgan carefully surveys the surroundings as he proceeds
< 04Molly > **The trees look healthy enough, though the summerhouse looks far older than it ought to, peeling paint, loose tiles, warped wood
* @Morgan walks up to it, before walking around it
< 04Molly > **It doesn't feel odd to him, it just feels like the summerhouse. Structurally, it's perfectly sound, it's just cosmetic rack and ruin.
* @Morgan heads to the door
< 04Molly > ** It doesn't appear to be locked, the big silver knob looks old and tarnished
* @Morgan tries the door
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< 04Molly > **It opens. Inside, there are two rooms, a main room, and an additional room through a stone archway. The first room is slightly dark, a little cobwebby, and bears the old furniture left in there. It smells both musty and damp
* @Morgan wanders around
< 04Molly > **There appears to be nothing of significance in that room, it's all quite depressing. Clearly it was once well used, but for whatever reason, became a play area for him and Edward and then abandoned completely
* @Morgan frowns, trying to figure out why it seemed so ominous
< 04Molly > **He has only explored the first room
* @Morgan heads into the second room
< 04Molly > **Entering through the archway, he suddenly feels as if walking through some sort of veil. The room is not large, maybe eight by eight feet. It is impeccably clean, the light low. In the centre stands a candle stand, about four and a half feet high (MTF)
< 04Molly > **What rests (or perhaps floats) upon the top is what appears to be a bubble, dark grey in colour, filled with a swirling reddish liquid.
* @Morgan looks at it intently
< 04Molly > **The bubble itself looks gossamer fine, the liquid inside is thick as it moves of it's own accord, sometimes circling, sometimes in waves
* @Morgan walks around it, looking from all sides for any markings
< 04Molly > **It bears no markings, no joins, no tool marks. It looks organic rather than man made.
* @Morgan crouches down, getting closer
< 04Molly > **It is a suprisingly beautiful thing. The 'shell' of the bubble is slightly lined, almost like layers of rock, striations of dark and light grey on it's surface
* @Morgan sighs deeply
< 08@Morgan > you're going to get me into trouble, aren't you
< 04Molly > **It doesn't answer
< 04Molly > **Its impossble to tell what it s made of
* @Morgan sighs and draws his axe
< 04Molly > **the noise of the axe being drawn seems to distort time somehow. What happens in the next few seconds seems in slow-motion.
< 04Molly > **The bubble pops. The majority of the liquid from inside doesn't splatter to the walls, but almost appears to burn up in the atmosphere, hissng and sparkling lke magnesium in water, and rises high in the room, before passing through the ceiling unnervingly. The splatters that do hit the walls and floor appear to vanish. ((MTF))
< 04Molly > **The reddish fluid that hits Morgan is another matter. ((MTF))
< 04Molly > **It runs off his clothes as water on oil cloth, til it gets to bare skin. Once there, it seeps in, briefly darkening the veins in his hands, then his forearms, before becoming undetectable. The wetness he felt on his face almost immediately disappears.
* @Morgan stumbles, falling to the floor
< 04Molly > **He begins to feel rather sick
* @Morgan starts cursing
< 04Molly > **He starts to feel a little faint
* @Morgan closes his eyes, muttering to himself
< 04Molly > **The darkness surrounds him, and for an indeterminate ammout of time, he is unconcious, without dreaming. Eventually, he comes round.
* @Morgan sits up slowly
< 04Molly > **he feels well. In fact, he feels pretty great. Any aches and pains he usually feels are gone, and he feels like he could walk for hours
* @Morgan looks at the candle stand
< 04Molly > **It's gone.
* @Morgan looks around the room
< 04Molly > **It looks like the other room, unused, but quite tidy.
* @Morgan checks his pocket watch
< 04Molly > **Takinginto account the time it took to walk from the house, and to look around inside and out, he deduces that his blackout lasted less than two minutes
* @Morgan stands up, checking himself over
< 04Molly > ** Everything looks and feels good
* @Morgan checks all his weapons
< 04Molly > **All present and correct
* @Morgan tries to think of a time when he was inside the summerhouse
< 04Molly > **He'd just broken into the palace of King Edward o Eisen, and was in the process of evacuating the cucumber sandwiches that were being held hostage when he realised Edwards absence was actually an ambush... it is all very easy to remember
* @Morgan shakes his head briefly before walking into the other room
< 04Molly > **The other room looks cleaner, like he remembers it from childhood
* @Morgan mutters to himself
< 04Molly > **It is then that he hears a familiar voice
< 04Molly > MORGAN!
* @Morgan looks round
< 04Molly > **There is no-one in the building,but he knows he definately heard Molly's voice
* @Morgan heads outside
< 04Molly > **Again he hears hs name called by her, frantic, worried
* Molly is nowhere to be seen
* @Morgan frowns, trying to pinpoint her location or direction
< 04Molly > **He gets the feeling she's in the direction of the chapel
* @Morgan heads in that direction, somewhat faster than walking pace
< 04Molly > **He gets half way to the chapel before he sees her, though hears her calling on the way... except she is too far away for him to have actually heard her. 
* @Morgan mutters, heading towards her
* Molly is sprinting towards him. He hears her voice once more 'You bloody fool!' yet can see that her mouth hasnt moved.
* @Morgan picks up his pace toward her
* Molly continues to run, until she gets up close to him, barreling into him, flinging herself against him, tears streaming down her face with angry relief
< 08@Morgan > whats wrong blossom?
* Molly 's expression is mixed, she can't tell whether to thump him or kiss him
< 04Molly > You went to the summerhouse, didn't you?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > You need to come to the chapel. Varick fainted, as did a couple of people inside the chapel. 
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > when?
* Molly doesn't seem able to let go of him.
< 04Molly > We had arrived at the chapel, but Varick was afraid to go in and see Alarice. I felt a strong, growing sense of dread, and assumed it was the same thing, til I recalled the summerhouse. The dread became intense panic, then Varick fainted, and there were cries of shock from inside. Suddenly the dread stopped, and I was sure you were at the summerhouse and something awful had happened!
< 08@Morgan > who else fainted?
* Molly tightens her hold on him, almost to the point of pain
< 04Molly > I don't know, I didnt stop to find out
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > who did you leave Varick with?
< 04Molly > Inga
* @Morgan nods lets go then
* Molly squeezes him hard then, and he can feel the fear she felt, and the chaos of the conflicting anger/relief/desire that such a fright inspires in us all
< 04Molly > ((she wouldnt say anything))
* @Morgan heads quickly towards the chapel
* Molly follows beside him
< 04Molly > **The chapel is quiet, Inga sitting outside on a low bench with Varick
* @Morgan strides up to them
< 04Molly > V: *he smiles broadly at Morgan* Morgan! Are you coming to chapel with me?
* @Morgan crouches
< 08@Morgan > how are you feeling Varick? I hear tell that you had a dizzy spell
< 04Molly > V: *he nods* I feel fine now. I would like to go and play in the gardens...? 
* @Morgan looks at Inga
< 04Molly > I: *she smiles* He is quite well, he was only unconcious very briefly
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > ok Varick, go play a while
< 04Molly > V: *he looks briefly at Molly, then at Morgan* But it is time to go to chapel...
* @Morgan smiles briefly
< 08@Morgan > come on then, lets go inside... you can player after
< 04Molly > V: *he nods* Yes, sir
* Molly holds back a moment, talking quietly to Inga
< 04Molly > V: *he stands, giving Morgan his hand*
* @Morgan takes it
* Molly and Inga stand talking very quietly, whispering pretty much. Molly nods at what Inga says, showing Inga her trembling hands, and then Inga hugs her. Both women smile, and come to follow them into the chapel
< 04Molly > V: *he frowns a little, as if troubled*
* @Morgan walks into the chapel, very aware that he looks like a one man war
< 08@Morgan > whats wrong Varick?
< 04Molly > V: *he looks briefly at Molly* I don't know
* @Morgan crouches beside him
< 04Molly > **Everyone is seated in the chapel, listening to the surmon
< 08@Morgan > then what do you feel?
< 04Molly > V: *he frowns again* angry, scared, relieved
< 08@Morgan > why?
< 04Molly > V: I don't know
< 04Molly > *he subconciously looks to Molly again*
< 08@Morgan > ok... lets find a seat
< 04Molly > **The seats at the back are free, and best for not disturbing anyone
* @Morgan leads the boy to them
< 04Molly > V: *he goes, though keeps a tight hold on Morgans hand. Whilst the surmon continues, Varick keeps hold of his hand, and frequently strokes his sleeve, as if it's a comfort blanket. Molly sits on Morgans other side, then Inga. The Koertigs and Forresters sit at the front, as usual, followed by Alarice, Jarvie, Holzhem and then the servants
* @Morgan puts his arm around Varick
< 04Molly > *he snuggles closer to Morgan.On the other side, Molly sits beside him, very straight-backed and tense
* @Morgan looks at her
* Molly keeps her eyes neatly focused on the parson at the front, though he knows that neutral set of her expression as she tries to conceal her feelings.Deep inside him somewhere, he is once more hit by the fear/relief/desire emotions coursing through her
* @Morgan sighs slightly and settles into the seat a little more
* Molly turns to him on hearing him sigh, and lays a comforting hand on his free one. From that touch, he feels her love, warm and strong, and it dulls the other emotions he senses
< 04Molly > **The service winds down, and the servants disipate, leaving the Koertigs, Forresters, Eldreichs and the single Holzheim alone.
* Molly sighs a little, before she and Inga exit the pew, making their way towards the others. Inga hangs back as Molly embraces her parents. Whatever effects her emotions have on Morgan and Varick, they appear to have none on the others
* @Morgan wanders along behind her
< 04Molly > *Alarice and Holzheim come over to the parents. Jarvie watches Holzheim, who watches her right back. There is a slight tension between them. Alarice watches Varick with a sweet smile.
< 04Molly > V: *he watches her, slightly apprehensive, and maintains his grip on Morgan's hand.
* @Morgan glances at Jarvie, smirking slightly before looking at Alarice
< 04Molly > J: *she winks at Morgan*
< 04Molly > A: *she smiles sweetly at him too* Good morning cousin
< 08@Morgan > Alarice
< 04Molly > A: I trust you are well?
* @Morgan shrugs slightly
< 08@Morgan > as well as can be expected
* Molly is now known as Alarice
* Alarice bends down to Varick's level
< 14Alarice > Varick, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Captain Holzheim, he owns a ship in Freiburg. *she looks to Holzheim* Grendlik, this is my son, the Baron Elreich of Koln and Innesbruck
< 14Alarice > H: *he turns his handsome face to the boy with a genuine smile* I'm pleased to meet you,my Lord, your mother has told me much of you. 
< 14Alarice > V: *he smiles a little unsure of himself* Pleased to meet you too, sir.
< 08@Morgan > I take it you didn't sail upriver?
< 14Alarice > H: *He shakes his head* No, my Lord, I value my ship too much
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > every now and then someone gets brave and tries
< 14Alarice > *Adalbrecht leads his wife and all three forresters, and Jarvie out into the sunshine. Inga hovers in the background, in case needed.
< 14Alarice > H: But only once, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* @Morgan shifts his shoulders, various straps creaking
< 08@Morgan > why dont we get out of this gloom
< 14Alarice > H: *he smiles, in a very charming, and disgusting handsome sort of way* That sounds very good. *he looks to Varick, including him in the smile, which Varick can't help but return*
* @Morgan nods and leads them out of the chapel
< 14Alarice > **The sun is warm, and the others stand on the lawn, talking together
* @Morgan looks at Molly intently
< 14Alarice > **Molly watches her parents, feeling mostly calm. She turns to look at Morgan, that calm disturbed by her mingled feelings of intense love and joy. She's clearly resolved her anger, though not her relief or desire, both o whch he can feel.
* @Morgan looks around at the others on the lawn, speaking slowly
< 08@Morgan > I met the adopted son of one Mr. Gottlieb recently
< 14Alarice > **They all come closer to hear what he was going to say.
< 08@Morgan > he's going to name a ship after Molly
< 14Alarice > **There's lots of gasps of suprise*
< 14Alarice > M: *she looks shocked* Really?!
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > Alarice: *she looks at Morgan* why?
* @Morgan looks at Alarice
< 08@Morgan > Because it was a nice thing to do
< 14Alarice > Alarice: What an odd name for a ship... 
< 08@Morgan > Oh I dont know... I've known some very off the wall names for ships
< 08@Morgan > I know of one that was called "boat"
< 14Alarice > Holzheim: *he flushes slightly, given the name of his own shiip*
< 14Alarice > V:*he lets go of Morgans hand, runnng off to chase a huge buterfly*
< 08@Morgan > mind you, some people will name anything... I know... knew a man who named his rifle Glenda
< 14Alarice > M: *she smiles politely* I am very grateful to him, I would love to see the ship
< 14Alarice > *david and adalbrecht laugh*
* @Morgan nods at Molly
< 08@Morgan > there are arrangements to be made so you are present for the launch
< 14Alarice > M: *she smiles at him* Thank you
< 14Alarice > *david,martha, verity, jarvie and adalbrecht excuse themselves, and return to the house, leaving molly, morgan, alarce, holzhem, inga and varick on the lawn
< 14Alarice > Al: *she looks to Varick, then Morgan* Is my son well?
< 08@Morgan > mostly, yes
< 14Alarice > *Morgan feels abrief flash of anger from Molly*
* Alarice smiles at Holzheim
< 14Alarice > He has a very good constitution
< 08@Morgan > how long are you staying for Alarice?
* Alarice looks shocked to be asked, and looks briefly at Holzheim, before lookng back to Morgan
< 14Alarice > The duration of the summer I think
* @Morgan nods
* Alarice watches him closely, expression sweet
< 14Alarice > I hope that does not displease you, cousin
< 14Alarice > *meanwhile, Molly watches Holzheim*
< 08@Morgan > no... thought it would make no difference if it did, it is not my house
< 14Alarice > It will be, one day, and your sons...
< 08@Morgan > but not today
* @Morgan smiles
< 14Alarice > No, there is much time yet
< 08@Morgan > I certainly hope so... I have things i want to get done in the meantime
< 14Alarice > H: Your wedding is on saturday, Lady Forrester?
< 14Alarice > M: *she nods, smiling* Indeed
* Alarice smiles at him. It's suprising that such a pretty woman can contain such a mean streak, when smiling like this, she is stunning
< 14Alarice > H: *he smiles at Molly* I do hope I might be welcome to join your celebration, I do love a good party *he grins*
< 14Alarice > M: *she smiles back* Of course, the more the merrier
* @Morgan looks speculatively at Alarice
< 14Alarice > A: *she watches the two completely placidly*
< 08@Morgan > Cousin, when will you be free for us to have our discussion?
< 14Alarice > A: I am, as always, at your leisure, dear cousin
* @Morgan looks around
< 08@Morgan > now?
< 14Alarice > A: *she smiles* If you wish it
* @Morgan nods and looks to Molly
< 08@Morgan > excuse us
< 14Alarice > *she nods*
* @Morgan offers Alarice his arm
< 14Alarice > H: Lady Forrester, I have not seen the gardens, perhaps you might do me the honour? *he offers molly his arm theatrically. She laughs, taking it, and they go off to catch up with Varick*
* Alarice takes his arm
< 08@Morgan > How did you hook up with that lothario?
* Alarice laughs
< 14Alarice > Karsten and I travelled with him once or twice
* @Morgan nods
* Alarice watches him intently
< 14Alarice > We are not intimate
* @Morgan looks vaguely surprised
< 08@Morgan > why do you think thats my business Alarice?
< 14Alarice > I believed you had assumed so
< 08@Morgan > so?
< 14Alarice > I do not wish you to hate me
* @Morgan looks confused
* Alarice looks childlike, wounded, innocent
< 08@Morgan > Do you think we're about ready to stop dancing around eachother?
* Alarice nods with a soft smile
< 14Alarice > I'd like that
< 08@Morgan > I wouldn't make that assumption just yet.
* @Morgan looks towards the house
* Alarice frowns
< 14Alarice > Please continue
* @Morgan looks at her
< 08@Morgan > I dont hate you... sometimes I dont like you very much, but never hate... do you see that your behaviour has been difficult at best?
* Alarice pouts a little, eyes sad, and nods forlornly
< 14Alarice > I understand
< 08@Morgan > something you absolutely _must_ understand is the absolute devestation that Varick has suffered
* Alarice swallows hard
< 14Alarice > I was unreasonable and cruel
< 08@Morgan > He's essentially been deprived of both of his parents, and worse, one of them was knowingly cruel to him
* Alarice nods again, eyes filling up
< 14Alarice > I know
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > I've been looking into the procedure and details of adopting him
* Alarice stops still in her tracks
< 14Alarice > Adopting him?!
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > But he's my child!
* Alarice starts to look both afraid and angry
* @Morgan watches her closely
< 14Alarice > I... I... I don't want you to take him from me
* @Morgan holds out his hands
* Alarice looks torn, but eventually puts her hands in his
< 08@Morgan > he needs stability Alarice... he needs affection. You've hurt him terribly and he's scared of you, scared of what you might do or say.
< 14Alarice > But I can make it better... I hope to give him a family soon
< 08@Morgan > who?
< 14Alarice > I do not wish to say
* @Morgan smiles slightly
< 08@Morgan > tell me its not that puffed up montaigne
* Alarice shakes her head
< 14Alarice > I have not seen the Comte de la Fere since
< 08@Morgan > me either unfortunately
* Alarice nods briefly
< 14Alarice > I do not wish you to adopt my son
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > my concern is whats best for Varick and his future. I believe the damage done between the two of you will take a very long time to overcome and I dont think that's achievable if he's with you just now
< 14Alarice > I am here to mend those bridges, but it seems you are determined not to let me do so
< 08@Morgan > not at all... I want those bridges mended, I want him to have the sort of relationship with you I have with my mother, but he needs time to get over whats happened
< 14Alarice > Then you will let me try?
< 08@Morgan > do you know how I thought this would go?
* Alarice watches him, still holding his hands
< 14Alarice > no
< 08@Morgan > I thought we'd fight, you'd be spiteful and I'd have to threaten you... in a sad way I almost looked forward to it... we had some wonderful fights when we were younger. But this is too important for that, so I'm asking you to allow this. I dont _want_ to have to try to force it
* Alarice shakes her head
< 08@Morgan > please, Alarice, dont make me take those steps
< 14Alarice > I'm sorry, but I can not give up my child without a fight. I would have thought you would undestand.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I do... I was hoping you would see what was best for him, as I didn't
< 14Alarice > I just can not agree to such a thing, I'm sorry if it displeases you, but I have every intention of mending things, and someday soon having a husband and having my son with me
< 08@Morgan > You understand that I act out of concern for him, not for cruelty?
< 14Alarice > I understand that we both currently want different things, for different reasons, but both from what we believe to be right.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > Perhaps my father can help us work it out
* Alarice shrugs
< 08@Morgan > he hasn't banged our heads together in a while
< 14Alarice > My mind won't be changed, and I shall fight it every step of the way
< 08@Morgan > you say you're staying until the end of summer?
< 14Alarice > yes
< 08@Morgan > Then how about this... I'll make no moves for now... we'll work together for Varick and if it looks as if he'd be happy with you, I'll leave it at that
* Alarice smiles broadly
< 14Alarice > Yes, I think that will be well
< 08@Morgan > there is a condition or two of course
< 14Alarice > which are?
< 08@Morgan > you dont try to take him before then, you dont try to coerce him, which I doubt you will anyway
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > I agree
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > We ought to head back to the others
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > sure you wont tell me who it is?
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > No
< 08@Morgan > I'll find out anyway
< 14Alarice > Eventuall, yes
< 08@Morgan > sooner than eventually
* Alarice smiles playfully
< 14Alarice > How do you inend to find out?
< 08@Morgan > you realise I'll want to meet him before I let Varick go, dont you?
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > I'm sure that can be arranged
* @Morgan narrows his eyes slightlyand concentrates on Alarice
< 14Alarice > **He can get no feel at all of her emotions
< 08@Morgan > good
* Alarice starts to walk back quietly. She quickly spots Holz and Molly, who are looking at the flowers arm in arm
< 14Alarice > Did they always get on well?
< 08@Morgan > I dont think there's anyone he doesn't get on well with
< 08@Morgan > well, any woman anyway
* Alarice smiles, blushing a little
< 14Alarice > He is very charming, rather a dangerous sort of man I think
< 08@Morgan > oh yes, I've no doubt
< 08@Morgan > not in the same way as me, but dangerous all the same
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > You're dangerous too
< 08@Morgan > I wander around with something like 25 feets worth of blades, of course I'm dangerous
< 14Alarice > **They get to the others. Molly is laughing hard, and playfully slaps Holzheims arm*
< 14Alarice > M: That's quite enough of that, Captain! *she laughs again*
< 14Alarice > **Emotionally, Molly is a bit tense, and a little bored. Her flirting isn't in the slightest backed up by feeling or inclination
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > Have you found some flowers, Grendlik?
* @Morgan snorts
< 08@Morgan > If he hasn't, he's blind
< 14Alarice > H: *he turns, smiling at her* Indeed, the garden is hidden from my sight by the two most radiant flowers in all Eisen
* Alarice smiles at him, whilst Molly watches Morgan closely
< 14Alarice > Do you agree, cousin?
< 08@Morgan > I'm more or less bound to aren't I... I could disagree, but I've had a difficult morning already and the tantrums would be too much for me
< 14Alarice > V: *he comes over, looking to Molly* May I go for a nap,please?
* Alarice smiles at him
< 14Alarice > GRRRR**
* Alarice is now known as Molly
* Molly smiles at him
< 04Molly > Of course you can, I have a little sewing to do also... *she looks at Holzheim and Alarice* If you'll excuse us
< 04Molly > A: *she nods* I'd like to show Grendlik the house anyway. We'll see you at dinner...
* @Morgan nods to them and moves towards Molly
< 04Molly > H: *he bows to Molly* My Lady, My Lords... *he follows Alarice*
< 04Molly > V: *he wearily leads them towards the nursery*
* @Morgan sighs
* Molly spots a servant, and requests tea and sandwiches to be sent up, before turning an inquiring gaze on Morgan
< 04Molly > You'll stay a little while?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly takes Varick and settles him to bed, before returning to the parlour where the tea and food awates
* Molly sighs heavily, kicking her shoes to the side as she sits on the couch
< 04Molly > Ay me...
< 08@Morgan > she wont do it
* Molly shakes her head
< 04Molly > That is no suprise to me
< 08@Morgan > She wants to make amends
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > She wants to make a new family
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks at the mantle clock
< 04Molly > Still alittle early for a glass of cherry brandy
< 08@Morgan > have one if you need one... I suspect my next piece of conversation will require blokners for myself
* Molly gets up and pours them a drink each
< 04Molly > It's either drink, or go to bed and pull the covers over my head a while
< 08@Morgan > I'm thinking drinnk if I'm honest
* Molly grins playfully
< 04Molly > Shame
< 08@Morgan > I must remember to ask my father what he remembers of the summerhouse now
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > And you think you would forget?
< 08@Morgan > not after that, no...
* Molly looks confused
< 04Molly > I think we're referring to different things
* Molly give him his drink, and sits down with hers
< 08@Morgan > There was something very odd in that summerhouse
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I suspected last night that there might be... what was it?
< 08@Morgan > a ball of... something, floating above a stand
* Molly frowns deeply
< 04Molly > magic?
< 08@Morgan > it exploded,spraying some liquid
* Molly looks worried
< 04Molly > go on...
< 08@Morgan > most just disappeared but some got on my skin... and seemed to seep into it
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I see
* Molly 's emotions are primarily fear, concern, disappointment
< 04Molly > May I see the skin?
* @Morgan holds out his hands
* Molly takes them, looking them over, though there is no sign.
< 04Molly > Does it burn?
< 08@Morgan > no
< 08@Morgan > I felt ill and passed out
* Molly looks alarmed
< 04Molly > At the same time as the others?
< 08@Morgan > as far as I can make out, yes
* Molly 's self-control starts to become evidentn her emotions
< 04Molly > Very troubling. Do you feel well now?
< 08@Morgan > thats where it gets strange. I feel fine. in fact
* Molly nods
* @Morgan stretches in a way that would normally provoke popping noises from his joints
< 04Molly > You need to keep an eye to any problems that develop
< 08@Morgan > because...
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > because it may be something serious
< 08@Morgan > you know, just once it'd be nice to have something like this happen that wasn't bad
* @Morgan sits back down
* Molly becomes torn between comfortng hm and admonishing him, which he feels n her emotions
< 08@Morgan > oh, incidentally... I'm not a bloody fool, I was doing what was necessary
* Molly goes pale
< 04Molly > What?
< 08@Morgan > you heard what I said
< 04Molly > how did you....?
< 08@Morgan > the same way I heard you calling before I could possibly have heard you I suppose
* Molly is scared
< 04Molly > You can read my mind?
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > no, mostly I get a feeling of what you're feeling
* Molly closes her eyes, and focuses on feelng calm, and waits
< 04Molly > and now?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > calmer, but then I watched you try to relax
* Molly turns away, and sucesfully nvokes feelings of sadness
< 08@Morgan > you feel sad
* Molly nods, looking back to him
< 04Molly > That is scary, though I wonder how far it goes. I'll thnk of a number, and try to open my thoughts
< 04Molly > *the number 26 comes to him from nowhere*
* @Morgan sips his drink
< 08@Morgan > twenty six
* Molly looks shocked
< 04Molly > ok, try again
< 04Molly > *he gets the image of a black cat, followed by the 4 of spades*
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > are we going just for numbers still?
< 04Molly > no
< 08@Morgan > in that case, black cat, four of spades
< 04Molly > Good lord
< 08@Morgan > I try, yes
* Molly goes quiet, emotions turning playful
< 04Molly > Once more
< 04Molly > **the image comes to his head of them half-naked in bed, kissing passionately
* @Morgan blushes
* Molly raises an eyebrow
< 04Molly > well?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not saying it
* Molly giggles
< 04Molly > Don't worry, it isn't an invitation
* @Morgan smiles, sipping his drink
< 04Molly > It will help you resist the temptation to peek inside my thoughts...
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
< 04Molly > Can you do it to anyone else?
< 08@Morgan > No... not that I've really tried much
< 04Molly > 'm not entrely sure if it is good or bad
* Molly sips her drink
< 08@Morgan > nor I
< 04Molly > t has some potentially good uses
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > Well, apart from the indecent options... if I was lost, or kidnapped or iin danger... fleecing people at poker
< 08@Morgan > oh yes, absolutely
< 04Molly > However, it could cause some arguments... and you could learn some rather shocking things
* @Morgan nods
* Molly looks thoughtful
< 04Molly > Try and ignore or block my thought...
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > *much as he tries, the image of the inn in Avebury comes to mind
* @Morgan sighs
< 04Molly > You get it anyhow?
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > I can think things without you seeing them by not pushing them to you, but you can't block anything that is pushed
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > But I can not hide my emotions
< 08@Morgan > so0 it seems
* Molly sighs
< 04Molly > that will take some getting used to
< 08@Morgan > indeed it will
* Molly smiles at him sadly
< 04Molly > still, it can't be helped
< 04Molly > Those who fainted... will they be able to do it too?
< 08@Morgan > I dont know
* Molly nods
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< 04Molly > mor: He described how he was feeling but couldnt tell me why
< 04Molly > mol:What was he feeling? Did it match the emotions you felt from me?
< 04Molly > mor: Thinking about it, yes i think so
< 04Molly > mol: *she sips her tea, nursing it*
< 04Molly > >Oh no... I can't have that... I will have to find a way to block it!
< 04Molly > mor: No, id rather keeo him, and others out of your feelings
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< 04Molly > mor: He described how he was feeling but couldnt tell me why
< 04Molly > mol:What was he feeling? Did it match the emotions you felt from me?
< 04Molly > mor: Thinking about it, yes i think so
< 04Molly > mol: *she sips her tea, nursing it*
< 04Molly > >Oh no... I can't have that... I will have to find a way to block it!
< 04Molly > mor: No, id rather keeo him, and others out of your feelings
< 04Molly > *she blushes*
< 04Molly > Especially those that you inspire.
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > well, all of them preferably
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > We shall have to see how it progresses, and discover who I might be at risk from
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I think thats all we can do for the moment
* Molly sips her tea
< 04Molly > How did your father take the news of Alarice's return?
< 08@Morgan > with the typical good grace of someone who was too deep in their cups the previous evening
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > There seems to be many sore heads today
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > I think thats retribution for their merciless taunting before hand
* Molly laughs
< 04Molly > I rather think the hard work was worth it to spend time with you
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > it reminded me of slightly simplier times.
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > though truly, they did not seem simpler
< 08@Morgan > oh they were... simple tasks. Be subservient to your betters... work hard. Attack anything that put any danger what so ever towards Lady Torrington
< 08@Morgan > simple
* Molly bites her lip
< 04Molly > It was simple to be subservient to your 'betters'?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I didn't say I was good at it
< 08@Morgan > besides, social status isn't a measure of someones value
< 04Molly > It's a measure, but not an accurate one
< 04Molly > and it was not simple to pretend I didn't care for you
< 08@Morgan > ah but that wasn't on the list... everythings so much more involved now
* Molly watches him
< 04Molly > For us, or in your responsibilities
< 08@Morgan > its much simpler for us
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > or it will be, on saturday
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > aye
* Molly finishes her tea
< 04Molly > What plans have you for the rest of the day?
< 08@Morgan > speak with my father again... after that I'm not entirely sure
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > I doubt Varick will be particularly active today
< 08@Morgan > no, I suspect not
* Molly frowns
< 04Molly > I wouldn't have recommended her returning, it only confuses him
< 08@Morgan > I know
< 04Molly > Perhaps your father will be able to shed a little light on who was affected in the chapel?
< 08@Morgan > hopefully, aye
< 04Molly > Will you spend the afternoon with Varick and I?
< 08@Morgan > if I can, aye
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I think he'd like that
* @Morgan nods
Session Time: Fri Dec 24 00:00:00 2010
< 04Molly > ******Time moves on**
* @Morgan heads towards his fathers study
* Molly is now known as Adalbrecht
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* Adalbrecht 's door is shut
* @Morgan knocks on the door
< 14Adalbrecht > kommen sie
* @Morgan goes inside
* Adalbrecht stands by the window, smoking a cigar
< 14Adalbrecht > Good afternoon
< 08@Morgan > father
< 14Adalbrecht > Are you well?
< 08@Morgan > moreso than most today I daresay
* Adalbrecht smiles, waving Morgan to a seat
* @Morgan nods slightly, sitting down
< 14Adalbrecht > the coffee on the table is fresh
* @Morgan pours a cup for himself
< 08@Morgan > would you like one?
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, please
* @Morgan pours a second cup
* Adalbrecht comes to sit down, and takes up hs cup
< 14Adalbrecht > Have you come to see me for a reason?
< 08@Morgan > two
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Go on
< 08@Morgan > First... Alarice. She refused to allow the adoption
* Adalbrecht sighs
< 14Adalbrecht > What grounds did she give?
< 08@Morgan > She wants him... is going to get married again to give him a proper family
< 08@Morgan > personally I dont see tht going down too well
* Adalbrecht looks shocked
< 14Adalbrecht > That is why she brought Holzheim here?!
< 08@Morgan > No, its someone else apparently, but she wouldn't say whom
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Probably why she went to Freiburg
< 08@Morgan > .me nods
< 14Adalbrecht > And what do you intend to do about it?
< 08@Morgan > I take it you're not going to offer me advice on it
* Adalbrecht smiles slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > I've come to notice that advice makes little difference if you've made up your mind
* @Morgan pulls a wry expression
< 08@Morgan > well... I cant deny her access to Varick, though I've made it quite clear that I'll tolerate none of her antics
* Adalbrecht nods
< 08@Morgan > I'v told her we'll have to see how it goes and if Varick doesn't want to be with her, then I'll step n
< 14Adalbrecht > That would be wise. Let's also ensure she can not remove him from the house
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > she wont be alone with him
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Good
< 14Adalbrecht > When is this 'wedding' to happen?
* @Morgan shrugs
* Adalbrecht shakes hs head
< 14Adalbrecht > How long are you giving her to prove that she can be a fit mother?
< 08@Morgan > I'm not sure.
< 08@Morgan > I gave her until the end of summer
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > The situation will require supervision
< 08@Morgan > indeed
< 14Adalbrecht > We must arrange such, as you and Molly won't be here
* Adalbrecht drinks the coffee
< 08@Morgan > thats a point... I told Varick he'd come with us after the initial honeymoon
< 14Adalbrecht > that will depend I think on whether he wishes to be with Alarice instead
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow
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< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > How long are you giving her to prove that she can be a fit mother?
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > I'm not sure.
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > I gave her until the end of summer
< 14Adalbrecht > * Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > The situation will require supervision
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > indeed
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > We must arrange such, as you and Molly won't be here
< 14Adalbrecht > * Adalbrecht drinks the coffee
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > thats a point... I told Varick he'd come with us after the initial honeymoon
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > that will depend I think on whether he wishes to be with Alarice instead
< 14Adalbrecht > * @Morgan raises an eyebrow
* Adalbrecht raises his in return
< 14Adalbrecht > yes?
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< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > How long are you giving her to prove that she can be a fit mother?
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > I'm not sure.
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > I gave her until the end of summer
< 14Adalbrecht > * Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > The situation will require supervision
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > indeed
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > We must arrange such, as you and Molly won't be here
< 14Adalbrecht > * Adalbrecht drinks the coffee
< 14Adalbrecht > < 08@Morgan > thats a point... I told Varick he'd come with us after the initial honeymoon
< 14Adalbrecht > < 14Adalbrecht > that will depend I think on whether he wishes to be with Alarice instead
< 14Adalbrecht > * @Morgan raises an eyebrow
* Adalbrecht raises his in return
< 14Adalbrecht > yes?
< 08@Morgan > first, given the feeloings he's expressed, thats not likely, second, she'd already agreed to it
< 14Adalbrecht > but the choice will have to be his
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > it may be that he wishes to be with her once more
< 08@Morgan > perhaps
* Adalbrecht watches him
< 14Adalbrecht > Though you might not like it, you might have to be prepared to let him go
* @Morgan fidgets slightly, settling his shoulders
< 14Adalbrecht > I don't like it either, but you are far closer to him than I
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > I suppose
< 14Adalbrecht > You disagree?
< 08@Morgan > No... I just dont like it
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > you don't have to like it, as with much in life
* @Morgan nods
* Adalbrecht pours more coffee
< 14Adalbrecht > what else did you wish to speak to me of?
< 08@Morgan > the incident at the service this morning
* Adalbrecht nods solemnly
< 14Adalbrecht > go on
< 08@Morgan > I'd like to know who was affected, how many et cetera
* Adalbrecht looks thoughtful
< 14Adalbrecht > 4. 3 servants, 1 captain holzheim
* @Morgan frowns
< 08@Morgan > Varick?
< 14Adalbrecht > He was outside at the time
< 08@Morgan > I'm told he experienced it also
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I see
< 08@Morgan > do you?
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, there is obviously an illness in the area
< 08@Morgan > that affects people simultaneously and instantly?
* Adalbrecht frowns, looking annoyed
< 14Adalbrecht > Am I a doctor?
< 08@Morgan > come now, whats to gain in becoming fractious? We cant afford to be like that until we figure out just what is going on
* Adalbrecht folds his arms
< 14Adalbrecht > There is nothing else it could be
< 08@Morgan > Dont be so stubborn, of course there is
< 14Adalbrecht > Like?
* @Morgan squints slightly
< 08@Morgan > what do you remember of the summer house?
* Adalbrecht thinks
< 14Adalbrecht > Oh, it's quite old now. It was built by my grandfather, not long before the war started, though he never really used it. My grandmother said it'd be amazing f it didn't collapse within a week.
< 08@Morgan > and inside?
< 14Adalbrecht > It's got two large rooms, mostly full of old furniture. I don't know why we don't restore it and get some use from it
* @Morgan nods slighlty, sipping his coffee
< 14Adalbrecht > What is that to do with anything?
< 08@Morgan > I'd place money that you were able to recall that that clearly around the time those people were affected
* Adalbrecht stares boldly at him
< 14Adalbrecht > What are you suggesting, Morgan
< 08@Morgan > magic
* Adalbrecht looks angry
< 14Adalbrecht > Magic?! Here in Sudlachenburg? 
< 08@Morgan > why not?
< 14Adalbrecht > Because it's wholly wrong, dangerous and will likely destroy the community we have
* Adalbrecht gets up and walks to the window, looking out
< 08@Morgan > wholly wrong?
* Adalbrecht turns to look at him
< 14Adalbrecht > You as much as anyone born here disliked it a great deal, it goes against the way we are
< 08@Morgan > There are worse things
* Adalbrecht nods emphatically
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, all connected to the breaking of superstitions and connected to magic.
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 08@Morgan > Then I suggest, my lord, that you start looking through the rank and file of all and sundry to decide who did what I discovered in the summer house, since it was most certainly some form of magic
* Adalbrecht pales
< 14Adalbrecht > Did _what_ in the summer house?
< 08@Morgan > whatever it was I found. Some floating ball of liquid... that, when disturbed, seemed to make select persons fall unconscious
* Adalbrecht rubs his temple
< 14Adalbrecht > Is the summerhouse sealed? How many people know of this?
< 08@Morgan > The summerhouse is as I found it, and you, myself and Molly know.
* @Morgan sips his coffee
* Adalbrecht looks at him
< 14Adalbrecht > You'd best make sure it stays that way. We will need to go there and ensure no-one can gain entry
< 08@Morgan > the item I found has gone
< 08@Morgan > there's no trace of it
* Adalbrecht shakes his head
< 14Adalbrecht > You should have reported this immediately. Start from the beginning, why you went there, and tell it all.
< 08@Morgan > reported it immediately *he snorts*
* Adalbrecht looks at him coolly
< 14Adalbrecht > I should not need to remind you why.
* Adalbrecht rings the bell for a servant
< 08@Morgan > You recall our conversation about the summerhouse previously? Where neither of us could remember any details about it?
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes
< 08@Morgan > My curiosity didn't disappear as soon as I sat down, so this morning I went to find out what was going on out there
< 14Adalbrecht > Alone...
< 08@Morgan > If you're going to chastise me like a child, get it out of the way.
< 14Adalbrecht > If you are going to behave recklessly and heedlessly, what choice do you leave me? 
* @Morgan speaks quietly
< 08@Morgan > I scouted the area before any main force, thereby trying to assess the danger of the situation to my commanding officer
* Adalbrecht nods slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > Then what?
< 08@Morgan > I found this thing in the second room, a ball of floating liquid, as I said
< 14Adalbrecht > what did it look like?
< 14Adalbrecht > ((if he describes it honestly, just put that))
* @Morgan tells him
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > I see. Very worrying.
< 14Adalbrecht > How did it disappear?
< 08@Morgan > it exploded... sort of
< 14Adalbrecht > Sort of?
< 08@Morgan > time seemed to slow, there was no sound, it just went... pop
* Adalbrecht looks at him
< 14Adalbrecht > How close were you/
< 08@Morgan > Close enough
* Adalbrecht places his hand of the back of his chair, leaning on it.
< 14Adalbrecht > And the liquid...?
< 08@Morgan > disappeared through the ceiling and walls, and my clothing. What hit skin seeped in
* Adalbrecht looks quite deveastated
< 14Adalbrecht > Have you called for the doctor?
< 08@Morgan > And admit this to a bunch of hysterics that'd howl for my blood? Not likely
< 14Adalbrecht > First and foremost, it is essential to have you examined, even if we give no reason for why
< 08@Morgan > I feel fine
< 14Adalbrecht > Feelng fine and being fine are not the same. 
* @Morgan sniffs
< 08@Morgan > you know there was plenty of Magic in Eisen in the past. I dont see why you're so wound up about it
< 14Adalbrecht > You will be examined by someone who knows about the body and its workings, that is my wish.
* @Morgan rolls his eyes
< 14Adalbrecht > If you do not like the village doctor, I'll send for another, but you should be checked by someone knowledgable
< 08@Morgan > No... Molly had occasion to visit 'someone knowledgable' and he was nothing but a hack.
* Adalbrecht sighs
< 14Adalbrecht > The doctor here is quite good
< 08@Morgan > No. Molly has experience in treating the sick and wounded, she knows what she's doing
* Adalbrecht smiles slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, that could be an option. 
< 08@Morgan > No, no option. Its her or not at all
< 14Adalbrecht > **there is a knock on the door.**
< 14Adalbrecht > Then her, but advise her she is to be thorough. Come in.
< 14Adalbrecht > *Reinhardt enters, and is given orders to get Adalbrechts coat, he leaves*
< 08@Morgan > You realise you're not going alone...
< 14Adalbrecht > I had no intention to.
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > I've not heard such fanaticism about magic since I was in a Vatacine monastery
< 14Adalbrecht > **Morgan hears a voice, loud and as if stood right behind him* Morgan?
* @Morgan sips his coffee, trying envision a reply
< 14Adalbrecht > Magic doesn't belong here, it died out for a reason
< 08@Morgan > Then why is it we dont touch the trees?
< 14Adalbrecht > *he hears Molly again* I.. I don't know if you can hear me...
* @Morgan thinks, trying to push a reply to her
< 14Adalbrecht > Because nature has its magic, and we have no business in it
< 08@Morgan > Then obviously I have no business being here
< 14Adalbrecht > *Molly* Alarice has come to see Varick, and he is asking for you
< 14Adalbrecht > You are not magical
< 08@Morgan > No... but I am only alive because of it
* Adalbrecht folds his arms
< 14Adalbrecht > That's as may be
* @Morgan stands up
< 08@Morgan > do you know what the guests at the Torrington estate called me, aside from dangerous?
< 14Adalbrecht > No
< 08@Morgan > Implacable. Whether you like it or not, thats how it is. I'm only alive because of magic... if magic is so bad, obviously you'd rather I was dead. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm wanted elsewhere
* Adalbrecht winces
< 14Adalbrecht > You know that is not the case, Morgan. 
< 08@Morgan > Its an either or I'm afraid. Either its bad and I shouldn 't be here, or I should and its not all bad. With your permission...
* Adalbrecht nods, getting out a cigarette
* @Morgan bows slighlty and walks out, heading for the nursery, carefully adjusting his sword belt
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
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* Molly and the others are in the parlour. Alarice is sat on the couch, Varick at her feet with his soldiers.Molly is sat at the table with Holzheim, laughing and chatting happily over tea cups.
* @Morgan looks around briefly
* Molly 's emotional state is relaxed, happy and slightly playful. Varick's is slightly more uptight, but he is not unhappy
* @Morgan moves to the table
< 08@Morgan > I dont suppose there's any tea left?
* Molly smiles broadly, and pours him a cup, pulling out a chair beside her.
< 04Molly > H: My Lord, good afternoon. 
< 08@Morgan > Holzheim...
* @Morgan sits down
* Molly puts the cup in front of him, and gently puts her thigh against his, shielded by the table.
< 04Molly > H: You are well, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > That remains to be seen apparently. You/
< 04Molly > H: *he smiles at Molly, then Alarice* Yes, very well, with such charming company
* Molly smiles at Holzheim, then Morgan
< 04Molly > We were discussing the Rose and it's refloating
< 08@Morgan > oh?
< 04Molly > H: I'd like to see her, when she's in dock, my Lord. She has a formidible and fine reputation.
< 08@Morgan > she's a contradiction in terms I think. A warship with a ballroom...
< 04Molly > H: All the better for sweeping beautiful women off their feet! *he looks subconciously at Alarice*
< 08@Morgan > She'll outrun any ship afloat, though
< 04Molly > H: *he nods* A race sometime, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > Why test a foregone conclusion?
< 04Molly > H: I like a challenge *he grins wolfishly, which is makes his disgustingly handsome features more appealing*
< 08@Morgan > There'd be a wager, I suppose...
< 04Molly > H: *he laughs* Always, my Lord
* @Morgan nods, glancing at Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he plays quietly, not speaking much. He is still a little tense, but not upset*
* @Morgan sips his tea
< 04Molly > H: *he watches Alarice, then Molly* He is a very handsome young man
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Indeed, and smart, gentle, loving... he is wonderful
< 04Molly > H: *he nods, going quiet, distracted.*
* Molly looks to Morgan
< 04Molly > Is the Graf well?
* @Morgan wrinkles his nose
< 08@Morgan > fine
< 04Molly > H: *he looks at Morgan* would you excuse me a moment, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > of course
< 04Molly > H: *he goes to sit beside Alarice*
* Molly speaks quietly
< 04Molly > Did you come because you heard me?
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > And is all truly well?
< 08@Morgan > He's demanding I be medically examined
* Molly drops her eyes
< 04Molly > As I would have done, had I been in his position
< 08@Morgan > He's agreed to have you do it
< 04Molly > Me?!
< 04Molly > *All of the sudden any sense he has of her emotions disappears*
* @Morgan frowns
< 04Molly > Does he think I'm qualified enough?
< 08@Morgan > I do, and thats all there is to it...
* @Morgan concentrates on her
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > What sort of examination?
< 08@Morgan > to make sure I'm not horribly affected I suppose. I dont know, you'd need to speak to him
* Molly nods
* Molly closes her eyes briefly. He can sense her emotions again
< 04Molly > I'll do that
< 08@Morgan > I suspect he'll have some choice things to say about me, mind
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > That would not suprise me
< 08@Morgan > I got tired of his hypocrisy and pointed that out... in rather brutal terms
< 04Molly > What happened?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > it'd be better to speak of it away from others
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Shall I go to speak with him now?
< 08@Morgan > if you wish
< 04Molly > will you stay with Varick?
* @Morgan nods
* Molly rises and slips from the room quietly
* @Morgan turns to watch Varick
< 04Molly > V: *he is talking to Holzheim about the soldiers, almost ignoring Alarice*
< 04Molly > H: *he engages well with Varick, seemingly very interested in what they're talking about, whilst Alarice seems almost bored. She spots Morgan with a smile*
* Molly is now known as Alarice
< 14Alarice > You are well, cousin?
< 08@Morgan > That remains to be seen I think
< 08@Morgan > and you?
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > I am... why would you not be?
* Alarice looks concerned
* @Morgan shakes his head dismissively
< 08@Morgan > forgive me, I'm just in a sour mood todya
* Alarice comes to stand beside him, and puts her hand upon his forearm
< 14Alarice > We all have such days, dear cousin
< 08@Morgan > Perhaps
* Alarice smiles, moving away a little
< 14Alarice > Varick seems happy, you've taken good care of him
< 08@Morgan > I tried. He's a remarkable lad
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > He is very like his father
* @Morgan nods, sipping his tea
< 08@Morgan > he misses him very much
* Alarice smiles sadly
< 14Alarice > Karsten was a good man... they are hard to find *she looks briefly at Holzheim, who is now engaging varick in an enthusiastic battle*
< 08@Morgan > sit, cousin
* Alarice sits where she is directed
< 08@Morgan > Who is this man you're planning on marrying Alarice?
< 14Alarice > I believe I said I was not ready tomake my affections public
* @Morgan nods, smiling slightly
< 08@Morgan > you did. I'm not public, though
* @Morgan frowns slightly
< 08@Morgan > hell, if things go badly, I may not be here much longer
* Alarice looks worried
< 14Alarice > Why?!
< 08@Morgan > no matter just yet
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > Why does it matter?
< 08@Morgan > I'm curious... and concerned for you. I'm not nearly so heartless as people think
< 14Alarice > I am fine, do not be distressed. Do not underestimate my grattude at your concern though
< 08@Morgan > but it isn't enough to tell me...
* Alarice smiles, genuinely, warmly, and it is slightly strange to once again she the beautiful, untroubled woman she once was
< 14Alarice > I think you could probably guess where my affection lies
< 08@Morgan > I dont guess... I'm too often wrong
< 14Alarice > It is a certain handsome Eisen man of our mutual acquaintance
* Alarice looks at Holzheim
< 08@Morgan > There's certainly worse out there
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > Yes, indeed
< 14Alarice > V: *he starts to giggle whilst playing*
* @Morgan sips his tea
< 14Alarice > Where is Molly?
< 08@Morgan > she's gone to speak with the Graf
* Alarice raises an eyebrow
< 14Alarice > She seems well liked
< 08@Morgan > she is
< 14Alarice > I did not know she was so well acquainted with Grendlik
< 08@Morgan > She met him in... Carleon I believe
< 14Alarice > They get on... very well
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > **Morgan gets in his head flashes of Molly taking his shirt off and examining his back*
* @Morgan blnks, glancing around quickly
< 14Alarice > *no-one else seems the slightest bit affected. The image in his mind has her hands running down hs skin to the waist band of his trousers, then abruptly stops, like a door being slammed, severing the connection*
* @Morgan coughs slightly before sipping his tea
< 14Alarice > *he hears her voice* Watch Varick a moment...
* @Morgan looks at Varick
< 14Alarice > V: *he pauses slightly, before looking to Morgan* Do you think Molly might bring back some chocolate cake, Morgan?
< 08@Morgan > possibly, Varick
< 14Alarice > V: *he smiles, and goes back to the game*
< 14Alarice > *her voice again* and now Holzheim...
* @Morgan looks at him
< 14Alarice > H: *he looks to Morgan* Do you still have that big grey destrier, my Lord?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > he hasn't mellowed any with age
< 14Alarice > H: He's a fine beast... *he looks down at the mounted soldier in his hand, and then smiles, as if reassuring himself thats why he thought of the horse*
< 14Alarice > *Molly: And Alarice...*
* @Morgan sips his tea, bringing his gaze to bear on his cousin
* Alarice smiles affectionately at him
< 14Alarice > Are you quite well, dear cousin?
* @Morgan nods
* Alarice seems to have no reacton whatsoever to Molly's attempts
< 14Alarice > M: I wonder what ha- *suddenly, he doesn't hear her thoughts, but gets a flash of her standing fully dressed in front of him, running her hands over his naked buttocks and pulling him close, and can feel the wave of desire from her.
* @Morgan blushes
< 14Alarice > M: *it once more suddenly stops, and it is a minute or so before the contact is resumed* I'm so sorry, I am not good at controlling this yet. I'll be up shortly, my love
* Alarice sits quietly beside Morgan, watching H & V with a broad smile
* Alarice is now known as Molly
* Molly arrives about ten minutes later, followed by a maid with cake. Varick comes running to Molly, and hugs her tightly.
< 04Molly > V: I missed you Molly.
* Molly 's emotional reaction is a mix of intense love and also nervous hesitancy
< 04Molly > I missed you also, Mauschen
< 04Molly > *A & H talk quietly by the fireplace*
* Molly instructs Varick to take cake to the others as she comes to Morgan nervously.
* Molly talks very quietly
< 04Molly > I'm sorry. Your father said something at just the wrong moment
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > He said I was to examine you from head to toe
< 08@Morgan > that explains it then. What else did he say?
* Molly grins
< 04Molly > You were fortunate I got control when I did... his next instruction was that I ought to examine you everywhere, even though I would have had no previous sightings of such an aspect of biology to compare iit to!
< 08@Morgan > that surprises me coming from him
< 04Molly > it suprised me also, but he is very very concerned, and knows you will accept no other examiner
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > I told him it would not be until tonight as I did not want Varick left alone
< 08@Morgan > I'll bet that went down well
< 04Molly > He was suprisingly reasonable when I said I could possibly do a slapdash job now, or a perfectly long and thorough investigation later
* Molly smiles playfully at him
< 04Molly > which would you prefer?
< 08@Morgan > I'll go with the latter
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I rather thought so... it could take several hours...
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< 04Molly > < 04Molly > He was suprisingly reasonable when I said I could possibly do a slapdash job now, or a perfectly long and thorough investigation later
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles playfully at him
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > which would you prefer?
< 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I'll go with the latter
< 04Molly > * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > < 04Molly > I rather thought so... it could take several hours...
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< 04Molly > He was suprisingly reasonable when I said I could possibly do a slapdash job now, or a perfectly long and thorough investigation later
< 04Molly > [11:41pm] < 04Molly > * Molly smiles playfully at him
< 04Molly > [11:41pm] < 04Molly > < 04Molly > which would you prefer?
< 04Molly > [11:41pm] < 04Molly > < 08@Morgan > I'll go with the latter
< 04Molly > [11:41pm] < 04Molly > * Molly smiles
< 04Molly > [11:41pm] < 04Molly > < 04Molly > I rather thought so... it could take several hours...
< 08@Morgan > such are the tasks we must endure
* Molly nods
< 04Molly > Shall we all take a walk?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > if you wish
< 04Molly > It does not do to have Varick indoors wth nice weather if he isn't learning anything
* @Morgan nods
< 04Molly > **Alarice and Holzheim are still stood at the mantlepiece, talking quietly, in a slightly flirtatious manner, whilst Varick eats cake and watches from the window
* Molly watches them, then looks to Morgan with a little shrug
< 04Molly > Perhaps it would be better to leave them here?
< 08@Morgan > Varick...
< 04Molly > *he looks up, and comes to Morgan's side* Yes, sir?
< 08@Morgan > why dont you get your ball and we'll all go for a walk
< 04Molly > *he nods, and goes through into his bedroom*
* @Morgan shifts his shoulders before lifting his zweihander into place
* Molly watches him quietly
< 08@Morgan > I'm starting to think they only made these things to test your balance
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I doubt I could hold it at all
< 08@Morgan > it is a little ridiculous really
< 04Molly > Have you ever used it?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > a few times
* Molly nods solemnly
< 04Molly > *varick comes back with his ball*
< 08@Morgan > mind you... people tend to leave you alone if you can walk with it drawn and not fall over
* Molly smiles
< 04Molly > I can understand that
< 04Molly > V: where are we going?
< 08@Morgan > just for a wander.... I thought the fresh air might do you some good
< 04Molly > V *he nods, then looks at his mother* are we all going?
< 04Molly > *he looks at morgan, expectedly*
< 08@Morgan > well, thats up to your mother, if she wants to come along
< 04Molly > V: are you going to ask her?
* @Morgan smiles at him
< 08@Morgan > Alarice, would you care to join us for a little walk?
< 04Molly > *She looks round, slghtly flushed* Yes, of course.
< 04Molly > V: *he smiles, taking Morgan's hand* Can the dog come?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
< 04Molly > V: *he starts pulling Morgan's hand* Let's go!
* @Morgan chuckles, letting the boy lead him
* Molly and the others follow. once outside Molly goes off to get the dog. Varick runs off towards the lawn
* @Morgan wanders along slowly, looking around
< 04Molly > **The afternoon is running on suprisingly quick towards evening, and the sunshine sparkles on the sudlache. The house is quiet, many people still feeling the effects of the previous night's drinking. Holzheim talks with Varick whilst Alarice hangs back, watching them.
* @Morgan wanders beside his cousin
* Molly is now known as Alarice
< 14Alarice > It is a fine day to be in Sudlachenburg
< 08@Morgan > there are worse places to be
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > Innesbruck is not so pretty... and Koln.. *she sighs* I don't go there much
< 08@Morgan > Its because there's things there to be done... we're not a particularly large place down here, so we have more time
* Alarice shakes her head
< 14Alarice > It is not the work that keeps me away, but the memories
< 08@Morgan > understandable... god knows it kept me from here
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > Yet you managed to come back
< 08@Morgan > believe me, I had no choice
* Alarice looks at him
< 14Alarice > I can not imagine anyone making you do something you did not wish to
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > It was my decision to return, but not because I wanted to
< 14Alarice > I don't think I understand
< 14Alarice > **over with Varick and Holzheim, Molly arrives wth the dog, who immedately begins to play with Varick as Molly and Holzheim chat closely
< 08@Morgan > what dont you understand?
< 14Alarice > Why you came back if you did not want to
< 08@Morgan > because I had to... what alternative is there? Leave Edward to run this place?
* Alarice smiles breifly
< 14Alarice > The bane of nobility, having to do as one's birthright demands
< 08@Morgan > exaxtly
< 14Alarice > Still, it is important that the first families of Eisen prosper
< 08@Morgan > Yes, it is... but you see my point now?
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > I do
* Alarice watches as Molly and Holzhem laugh together, her expresson hard to read
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* @Morgan stretches, shifting the straps of the sword sheath
< 14Alarice > Molly is a little younger than you, is she not? ((7 years))
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > She is not quite 20?
< 08@Morgan > indeed
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > I rather think it must be that you seem so much older, for she seems younger than that
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow
< 08@Morgan > what are you suggesting?
* Alarice shakes her head
< 14Alarice > Nothing, I was simply thinkng aloud
< 08@Morgan > thinking I seem old... I see
* Alarice smiles at him
< 14Alarice > Not old, but _older_... more mature and wise
< 08@Morgan > ah, more grumpy
* Alarice laughs
< 14Alarice > Funnily, I prefer you this way
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > You are getting more and more like uncle Addie
< 08@Morgan > cantankerous? charming
< 14Alarice > both
< 08@Morgan > thats not quite what I meant
* Alarice grins
< 14Alarice > I know
< 14Alarice > **whatever is being said between Molly and Holzhem, both are now laughing lke lttle children, and Morgan can feel her easy joy and amusement*
* @Morgan watches them for a moment
< 08@Morgan > Sometimes I wish I wasn't so serious
< 14Alarice > **They're both havng a good time, kicking the ball with Varick, who also seems to be enjoying himself, Morgan also feels Varicks love for Molly as well as his happiness
< 14Alarice > There is nothing wrong with being serious, cousin. I rather think it comes to those who are realists rather than optomists
< 08@Morgan > In my case I think its more the result of disillusionment
< 14Alarice > Why?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > I was naive before I left. Now I'm not
< 14Alarice > Does being sserious necessarily mean being unhappy?
< 08@Morgan > of course not
< 14Alarice > Then why worry? 
< 08@Morgan > because its what serious people do
< 14Alarice > *8Holzheim begins to show off by trying to keep the ball up. He is suprisingly good, which has varick and molly completely engrossed. The three of them look to be having a fantastic time
* Alarice smiles
< 14Alarice > It is hard to change, even if you wish to.
* @Morgan nods
< 14Alarice > I don't thnk you need to change, some of us like you just as you are
< 08@Morgan > most of the villagers are terrified of me
< 14Alarice > That can be useful
< 08@Morgan > it hasn't proved to be so far
< 14Alarice > it could be, in the future
< 08@Morgan > maybe
* Alarice smiles, whilst briefly watching the other three chasing and kicking the ball, molly trying to hold her skirts up enough not to trip.
< 14Alarice > These games aren't very practical for ladies
< 08@Morgan > not terribly now
< 08@Morgan > no*
< 14Alarice > I am suprised Molly would play
< 08@Morgan > oh?
* Alarice just shrugs, watching them
< 08@Morgan > Its not terribly easy doing anything like that with half the kitchen utensils strapped on either
< 14Alarice > No, I can't imagine it is
< 08@Morgan > its one of the reasons you mustn't run after an enemy, either... you clang like a pack mule
< 14Alarice > **the others stop playing, the three of them sitting together and petting the dog. Varick is very at ease with holzheim, and the three of them make a good trio
< 14Alarice > I doubt I'll be doing so anytime soon
< 08@Morgan > just as well, I've seen you run
* Alarice raises an eyebrow
< 14Alarice > Not since I've been a woman
< 08@Morgan > oh, you're claiming you can run now?
< 14Alarice > Could yes, would no
* @Morgan laughs
< 14Alarice > I'd be far too concious of my dignity to wish to do it
< 08@Morgan > thats your choice I suppose
* Alarice nods with a smile
< 14Alarice > Indeed it is
< 14Alarice > **The other three are laying on the grass, and pointing at the clouds, trying to decide what they look like. Molly stops talking briefly while the others continue, when suddenly Morgan feels a strong pull towards her, not as if commanded, but a deep tugging inside ((think like Summon was in vampire. like he wants to go, but can also detect that its not 100% his own instinct))
* @Morgan looks at Alarice
< 08@Morgan > shall we?
* Alarice nods, heading over. The others don't get up. Alarice goes to sit by Holzheim, inbetween him and Molly.
* @Morgan smirks slightly, unstrapping his sword before sitting down
< 14Alarice > *Molly shields her eyes, watching him, though doesn't sit up
< 08@Morgan > I take it everyones worn out from chasing the ball around?
* Alarice is now known as Molly
< 04Molly > It appears so, unless you wish to have a turn?
* Molly grins at himplayfully
< 08@Morgan > No, I'd rather not sound like a mobile smithy
* Molly leans in a little, whispering
< 04Molly > Take it all off then
* @Morgan whispers
< 08@Morgan > not likely
* Molly giggles, earning a look from Alarice
< 04Molly > Pity...
* Molly looks around
< 04Molly > I think, Varick, it is time for tea, don't you?
< 04Molly > V:*he nods* Yes, Molly
< 04Molly > AL: Varick, you should say 'Yes, lady forrester' not 'yes, molly'
< 04Molly > V: *he bows his head a little* Sorry, Lady Forrester
* @Morgan looks over at Alarice
* Molly stands up, smiling at Varick
< 04Molly > Come, I'll race you back to the house.
< 04Molly > *He gets up immediately, as does Holzheim*
< 04Molly > Holz: Me too, I've no doubt I'll be able to beat you, Lady Forrester!
* Molly laughs, and appears in good humour, but Morgan feels a little discomfort emanate from her.
< 04Molly > Ok, Go!
< 04Molly > **The three of them sprint for the house, leaving Alarice and Morgan in their wake. The grownups are clearly racing against each other the majority of the distance, Holheim slghtly infront til Molly hitches her skirt almost to her knees, and unencumbered, begins to beat him. Point proven, she slows down to allow Varick to win, as does Holzheim.
* @Morgan watches them run
* Molly is now known as Alarice
* Alarice does likewise
< 14Alarice > from a distance, you could almost imagne them as a little family...
* @Morgan nods slowly
< 08@Morgan > are you going to act so jealously for your entire visit?
< 14Alarice > Jealously?
< 08@Morgan > dont for a second think I cant see it
* Alarice looks wary
< 14Alarice > What do you think you see?
< 08@Morgan > the hard looks you give Molly... the point you're trying to prove with having Varick call her Lady Forrester... *he narrows his eyes* parking yourself rather swiftly between her and Holzheim
< 14Alarice > and you think I am jealous that there could develop some affection between them?
* @Morgan shrugs
< 08@Morgan > you're jealous of something...
< 14Alarice > I think you see something I do not feel, for whatever reason you think it
< 08@Morgan > I dont think so
* Alarice shrugs
< 14Alarice > We'll have to agree to dsagree. But he shouldn't use first names for adults, it s not fitting of his station.
< 08@Morgan > his station?
* @Morgan laughs slightly
* Alarice frowns
< 14Alarice > He is a Freiarr twice over. It is the burden of his birthright.
< 08@Morgan > indeed... he's quite high enough up the social ladder to call people he's close to by name
* Alarice shakes her head
< 14Alarice > I disagree. 
< 08@Morgan > well thats all very nice, but that doesn't really matter. Its been decided
* Alarice sighs
< 14Alarice > You'll do as you wish
< 08@Morgan > yes, I will... Molly wants him to call her by her name....
< 14Alarice > Even though it is not normal for a child born as you and I were
< 08@Morgan > sometimes the more personal connection is more important
< 14Alarice > It goes against what I was taught... 
< 08@Morgan > so?
< 14Alarice > I suppose once I am able to choose, he will go back to how I beleve he should be raised
< 08@Morgan > Just dont confuse him in the meantime
* Alarice nods
< 14Alarice > **The others wait at the bottom of the steps, leaning on each other, out of breath, but laughing, as Morgan and Alarice reach them.
< 14Alarice > V: I won! *he hugs Morgans legs*
< 08@Morgan > well done Varick
* Alarice is now known as Molly
* Molly leads the way, speaking to a servant as the clock strikes five.
* Molly looks to Alarice.
< 04Molly > If you'll excuse us, I usually give Varick his tea and prepare him for bed at five, so I shall see you at dinner, my Lady.
< 04Molly > *alarice nods, and Holzheim bows theatrically to Molly* It would be a great pleasure to dine wth you, Lady Forrester
* Molly grins at him
< 04Molly > Of course, captain.
< 04Molly > *Varick starts to head upstairs, followed by the dog, and Molly, who casts an enquiring look at Morgan to see where he is going.
* @Morgan turns to Alarice
< 08@Morgan > I'll see you at dinner
< 04Molly > *she smles at him* Yes, cousin
* @Morgan bows slightly to Holzheim before heading up the stairs
* Molly and Varick are quiet til they get into the rooms. Molly starts preparing for the usual routine, leaving Varick and the dog alone in the parlour with Morgan.
* Molly is now known as Varick
* Varick plays with the dog, watching Morgan now and then
< 08@Morgan > how are you feeling Varick?
* Varick shrugs a little
< 14Varick > don't know
* Varick studies the floor, not looking up
< 08@Morgan > whats wrong Varick?
* Varick sighs heavily
< 14Varick > 's confusin'
< 08@Morgan > what is?
< 14Varick > don't know what I'm supposed to do
< 08@Morgan > in what respect?
< 14Varick > who I'm allowed to like
< 08@Morgan > you're allowed to like anyone you want to
< 14Varick > but what if they dont like the people I like
< 08@Morgan > thats their problem isn't it
* Varick shrugs
< 14Varick > I want to be everyone's friend
< 08@Morgan > be everyones friend then
* Varick looks to Morgan, and Morgan can feel in his own chest the depth of Varick's unhappiness and confusion
< 14Varick > Will Molly still love me if I still love mother?
< 08@Morgan > of course she will
< 14Varick > Everyone needs to be loved.
< 08@Morgan > I suppose
< 14Varick > they do.
* @Morgan nods
< 14Varick > everyone loves you
< 08@Morgan > I rather doubt that
< 14Varick > Uncle addie does, molly does...
* Varick looks at Morgan
< 14Varick > I do
< 08@Morgan > they're supposed to
* @Morgan crouches down to the boy
< 08@Morgan > You're worried I dont feel the same, aren't you?
* Varick shrugs
< 14Varick > Just because I love you doesn't mean you have to love me back, like mother
< 08@Morgan > well, I do
* Varick smiles broadly, and hugs Morgan tight
< 14Varick > I'm glad
< 08@Morgan > me too
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< 14Varick > < 14Varick > Just because I love you doesn't mean you have to love me back, like mother
< 14Varick > < 08@Morgan > well, I do
< 14Varick > * Varick smiles broadly, and hugs Morgan tight
< 14Varick > < 14Varick > I'm glad
< 14Varick > < 08@Morgan > me too
* Varick doesn't let go, as iif waiting to see what morgan does
< 08@Morgan > What do you think of Captain Holzheim?
< 14Varick > I like him... he's fun
* @Morgan nods
< 14Varick > Do you like him?
< 08@Morgan > I have done for a long time
< 14Varick > Are you friends?
< 08@Morgan > To a degree, yes
< 14Varick > are he and mother friends?
< 08@Morgan > Yes
< 14Varick > Are he and lady forrester friends?
< 08@Morgan > I think so
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > That's good
< 08@Morgan > your mother thinks I'm becoming like my father.... what do you think?
* Varick goes very quiet, thinking
< 14Varick > I think so. 
< 08@Morgan > I see
< 14Varick > He's clever and you're clever, and he is in charge, and you are mostly in charge
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > mostly?
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > You can't be fully in charge because uncle addie still tells you what to do... and molly does too
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > as you grow older you'll notice that never really changes
< 14Varick > Everyone tells me what to do
< 08@Morgan > That'll change as you grow older, as your responsibilities grow
< 14Varick > Then no-one will tell me what to do, when I'm a man
< 08@Morgan > I'm a man, and I'm still told what to do
< 14Varick > But I won't have a father to tell me what to do
< 08@Morgan > You'll have me if you still need me
< 14Varick > But you wont tell me what to do?
< 08@Morgan > No, once you're older you'll be in charge of your own lands
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > And no women will tell me what to do either
< 08@Morgan > I wouldn't place any wagers on that
< 14Varick > I just won't get married
< 08@Morgan > You think that will matter? No, Varick, there will always be a woman to boss you about
< 14Varick > Not f I tell them they can't because I'm the Freiarr
< 08@Morgan > I'm the Veisgraf... it hasn't worked so far for me
< 14Varick > Did you tell them not to?
< 08@Morgan > if I believed anyone would listen, I would have
* Varick sighs
< 14Varick > I'll never have any peace?
* @Morgan chuckles
< 08@Morgan > no, lad, none
< 14Varick > That's not very good
< 08@Morgan > Its one of the burdens we live with
< 14Varick > **Molly's voice carries from the doorway: And what burden would that be, liebling?
< 08@Morgan > To forever be enslaved the wishes of those we love
< 14Varick > *she sets the table* Indeed, you're right
< 14Varick > ****there is a knock at the door, and Varick moves away from Morgan sself-conciously**
* @Morgan squares his shoulders
< 08@Morgan > kommen sie
< 14Varick > **Inga enters, carrying two trays of food. She carries them to the table, and sets them down. Molly begins to sort the food, before she pauses, looking at Inga with a smile.**
* Varick goes to the table, and sits down
< 14Varick > I: *she looks to Varick with a smile, then to Morgan* Good afternoon, my Lord
* @Morgan inclines his head
< 08@Morgan > Inga
< 14Varick > I: *she looks at him hopefully* I wondered if perhaps, i it's not too much trouble, I could be spared ths evening?
< 08@Morgan > I dont recall you being _my_ maid Inga
< 14Varick > I: No, but it is courtesy that I ask you as well, my Lord
* @Morgan smiles
< 08@Morgan > I've no objection
< 14Varick > I: *she smiles* Thank you, my Lord, I appreciate it a great deal
< 08@Morgan > If you happen to see him before then, I'd like to speak to HeinzHarold
< 14Varick > I: *she blushes* He is to arrive in half an hour, to discover whether I can come away tonight
* @Morgan sniffs disdainfully
< 08@Morgan > he should know by now I'm not cruel enough to say no...
< 08@Morgan > and I know full well he'd "your majesty" at me until I relented anyway
< 14Varick > *molly and inga laugh, looking at each other sharing a private joke*
< 08@Morgan > Varick... see that look on their faces?
* Varick nods solemnly
< 14Varick > Yes...?
< 08@Morgan > thats the look of a pair of women who know something you dont... and you have no chance of finding out what
< 08@Morgan > best get used to that one now
* Varick sighs
< 14Varick > I don't like it
< 08@Morgan > nor I, but that doesn't make any difference
< 14Varick > Why?
< 08@Morgan > I haven't a clue my young friend
* Varick nods. Molly uncovers the food and lets Varick help himself, idly taking a small piece of cake herself.
< 14Varick > I: I'll show him to the drawing room, my Lord?
* @Morgan thinks
< 08@Morgan > to my office if you would
< 14Varick > I: *she nods* I'll do that. Good evenng to you all.
* Varick and Varick say goodbye.
< 14Varick > *Inga leaves*
< 14Varick > *Molly encourages Varick to eat, and chats with him about having his bath and going to bed
< 08@Morgan > Are you feeling any better Varick?
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > Yes, I am
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > good
< 14Varick > are you going away?
< 08@Morgan > I'll be going to speak with HeinzHarold when he arrives
< 14Varick > will I have to go to bed then?
< 08@Morgan > It'll be about the right sort of time wont it?
* Varick nods
< 14Varick > Suppose so
< 14Varick > *Molly goes out of the room*
< 08@Morgan > Well, that more or less answers that I think
* Varick looks confused
< 14Varick > What does?
< 08@Morgan > about you going to bed
< 14Varick > why?
< 08@Morgan > well, it'll be about the right sort of time for you to go to bed, so you will be
< 14Varick > I always go to bed just before six
* @Morgan nods
* Varick pouts
< 14Varick > I have to have a bath first
< 08@Morgan > yes, I know
< 14Varick > *Molly comes back through. The steam from the bath has dampened the curls around her face, similar to how they looked the day she nearly drowned
< 08@Morgan > oooh, I'd say bathtime is almost upon us Varick
< 14Varick > *she raises an eyebrow at him* Bathtime is almost upon _Varick_...
< 14Varick > *She grins playfully*
* @Morgan chuckles
< 14Varick > *She thinks at him- Yours will have to wait for another day*
* @Morgan shrugs slightly
< 14Varick > *she laughs softly: Have you finished eating, Mauschen?
* Varick nods, getting down from the table
< 14Varick > *She smiles: Say goodnight to Morgan, then its bathtime
* Varick goes to Morgan, holding hs arms out
* @Morgan scoops him up and holds him tight for a moment
* Varick kisses his cheek
< 14Varick > Goodnight Morgan
< 08@Morgan > good night Varick
* Varick gets down, and goes to the bathroom.
< 14Varick > *She smiles at Morgan: I daren't leave him alone, he'd find a way to flood the house
* @Morgan nods
< 14Varick > M: I'll see you at dinner?
* @Morgan nods
< 08@Morgan > of coruse
* Varick curtsies slightly
< 14Varick > **molly*
< 14Varick > Til then, my love
* @Morgan nods, standing up and heading for the door
< 14Varick > *molly goes into the bathroom*
* @Morgan heads towards his office
< 14Varick > **dinner passes quickly and peacefully, and everyone retires to the drawing room. A game of cards is begun, though Molly opts to play the piano instead, and provides background music for the others
* @Morgan watches the others in the room
< 14Varick > Adalbrecht, verity, martha, david, jarvie, alarice and holzheim play cards jovially. 
* @Morgan sighs slightly
< 14Varick > AD: *he looks over* Are you joining us?
< 08@Morgan > if there's space
< 14Varick > *they all move round to make room, and David deals a fresh hand.
* @Morgan takes up his cards
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* Adalbrecht looks to Morgan
< 14Adalbrecht > The building work will recommence tomorrow
* @Morgan nods
* @Morgan casts a sidelong glance at Holzheim
< 08@Morgan > I wonder if we might gain an extra pair of hands...
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he looks at Morgan* What are you building, my Lord?
< 08@Morgan > houses
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he nods* I'd be glad to- *a quick look of pain flashes across his face and he looks briefly at Alarice before looking to Morgan once more* -help, but only if you think I'd be of use to you, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > It seems perhaps other plans have been made for you
< 14Adalbrecht > *he looks at Alarice, who simply smiles innocently* A: I have no hold over you, go if you wish it
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he nods at Morgan* Then I'll be at your instruction, my Lord
< 08@Morgan > capital
< 08@Morgan > have you ever jousted captain?
< 14Adalbrecht > H: Quite a few times, yes. *he smiles briefly at Jarvie, who returns it
< 08@Morgan > you're braver than I, then. I decided not to attempt it after I saw a man from Freiburg try it
< 14Adalbrecht > H: More foolhardy is most likely, my Lord. 
< 08@Morgan > no... I've seen you sail, I dont believe foolhardy is in your nature
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he smiles* I am easily a fool for a good wager or a pretty face
* @Morgan smiles slightly, glancing at his cards
< 14Adalbrecht > *he has 3 8's, 1 king, 1 queen
< 08@Morgan > I more or less decided to avoid jousting after the gentleman I watched dropped his lance too far and vaulted himself off his horse
< 14Adalbrecht > H: I've never heard of it happening before. My friends and I frequently joust for sport, and we have all avoided such a state
< 08@Morgan > I've a suspicion he wasn't entirely sober at the time. Regardless, I decided that enough people wanted to unhorse me, so I'd try to avoid doing it myself
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he laughs* It is highly enjoyable, I'd recommend it.
* @Morgan throws the queen
< 14Adalbrecht > *he gets a second king. Alarice sighs slightly at her own cards, looking bored
* @Morgan glances round
< 08@Morgan > Its an unusual feeling... not being chased by monsters every ten minutes
< 14Adalbrecht > H: *he looks amused* Monsters, my Lord?
* Adalbrecht frowns deeply
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > *he can start to feel a hint of fear*
< 14Adalbrecht > We'll begin dining in the banquet room from tomorrow, the guests are due to arrve any time
* @Morgan looks at his father suspiciously
< 08@Morgan > they're not bringing plates are they?
< 14Adalbrecht > No, there'll be no more plates, though I'd expect each family to have a sizeable entourage, particularly Eisenfurst Fischler and his family
* @Morgan raises an eyebrow
< 08@Morgan > There's going to be issues I think
< 14Adalbrecht > Why?
< 08@Morgan > I've never been good at bowing and scraping to my betters
< 14Adalbrecht > Some things must be endured
< 08@Morgan > very philosophical
< 14Adalbrecht > I have no other answer. The Eisenfurst will be treated wth the utmost respect whilst on my land.
< 08@Morgan > naturally
< 14Adalbrecht > If t were not short notice, we'd have had more Eisenfursts attend
< 08@Morgan > you think?
< 14Adalbrecht > I'm sure of it
< 08@Morgan > this is obviously where your experience shows... I wouldn't have thought we'd get any attend
< 14Adalbrecht > I invited them all
< 08@Morgan > but that doesn't automatically mean they'd come, surely
* @Morgan looks at his father earnestly
< 14Adalbrecht > No, but everyone enjoys a weddng that someone else is paying for
< 08@Morgan > I suppose you'll be wanting me to stop wearing my sword belt
< 14Adalbrecht > Yes, and the axe will go back in the tool shed. 
< 08@Morgan > no. the axe stays with the rest of my equipment... and I dont like not being armed
* Adalbrecht shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > We will have guards. 
< 08@Morgan > thats beside the point
* Adalbrecht looks around, before laying down his losing hand, as do all the others, bar Alarice
* @Morgan looks at his cousin
< 14Adalbrecht > *she lays down a royal straight flush of hearts*
* @Morgan winces slightly
< 14Adalbrecht > *she grins at him* well?
< 08@Morgan > can anyone find me a quill so I can amend my cards?
* @Morgan shrugs
* Adalbrecht and the others laugh
< 08@Morgan > I was doing well until you did that
< 14Adalbrecht > *she shrugs: What can I say?
< 08@Morgan > that you cheated and that I;ve actually won would be nice
* @Morgan chuckles
< 14Adalbrecht > *she smles sweetly: you know I'd never admit it
* @Morgan shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > Let us take a walk on the terrace, Morgan
* @Morgan looks at Alarice
< 08@Morgan > I'm in trouble now
< 14Adalbrecht > &she smiles: You'll live.
< 08@Morgan > oh I dont know, he can be really mean
< 14Adalbrecht > AL: people say the same of you...
< 08@Morgan > yes, but its not true in my case
* @Morgan stands and moves towards the terrace
* Adalbrecht follows him out nto the still night air, and lights a cigarette
< 14Adalbrecht > Let us continue our discussion. On what grounds do you feel you should remain armed?
< 08@Morgan > I'm _always_ armed
< 14Adalbrecht > I am _always_ the highest ranking in sudlachenburg, yet I'll have to manage
< 08@Morgan > strictly speaking, the Eisenfurst should defer to you as its your territory
* Adalbrecht smiles
< 14Adalbrecht > Yet to expect it is unbecoming
* @Morgan shrugs
< 14Adalbrecht > I do not think it necessary for you to be armed
< 08@Morgan > why?
< 14Adalbrecht > We have guards
< 08@Morgan > There were plenty of capable persons at the Torrington estate, but I was still armed
< 14Adalbrecht > You have become paranoid
< 08@Morgan > I've had reason to be
< 14Adalbrecht > but that is in the past
* @Morgan looks at his father
< 08@Morgan > so why is it you're insisting I get examined?
< 14Adalbrecht > because I am concerned for your health
< 08@Morgan > because something happened that was unexpected
< 14Adalbrecht > yes, but the only such occurance in lving memory
< 08@Morgan > I think you're becoming paranoid
< 14Adalbrecht > Have you been examined yet?
< 08@Morgan > No
< 14Adalbrecht > I'd like that concluded soon.
< 08@Morgan > I'd like to remain armed
< 14Adalbrecht > I'll give it some thought
* @Morgan sighs heavily
< 08@Morgan > You're right, though
* Adalbrecht smokes the cigarette
< 14Adalbrecht > in what way
< 08@Morgan > I am paranoid...
* Adalbrecht nods
< 14Adalbrecht > It iis understandable, but stillsomething best overcome
< 08@Morgan > thats the problem... you and I both know I'm more capable than any man here
< 14Adalbrecht > of?
< 08@Morgan > with a sword... or axe... or hammer... or pretty much anything that isnt a bow
< 14Adalbrecht > yes
< 14Adalbrecht > your point?
< 08@Morgan > it makes sense for me to be armed
< 14Adalbrecht > Are you intending to keep on until I yield?
* @Morgan sighs
< 08@Morgan > no... I just dont like feeling ill prepared... it'd be unseemly for me to remain under arms
< 14Adalbrecht > So what compromise can be made that allows you to be armed but not easily detected?
< 08@Morgan > I dont believe there is one
< 08@Morgan > to walk around with a concealed weapon while the Eisenfurst is here... thats tantamount to plotting against him
< 14Adalbrecht > unless said weapon has some sentimental value...
* Adalbrecht smiles slghtly
< 08@Morgan > such as?
< 14Adalbrecht > daggers marked with the crests of both families due to be united
< 08@Morgan > oh very good
< 14Adalbrecht > you have facililitated yourself, david, and I with a concealable, carryable weapon... though it may not be customary to do so wth such items here, perhaps it is a tradition the forresters have brought from Avalon
< 08@Morgan > if thats the case, it might be worth letting them know about it
< 14Adalbrecht > who else received one?
* @Morgan thinks
< 14Adalbrecht > *Molly has an identical one, varick has a koertig-eldreich one... you were vague about HH having one (as best man)
< 08@Morgan > Molly has one... Varick has a miniature sword in the same style
* Adalbrecht frowns
< 14Adalbrecht > Varick will obviously not carry his, and I do not think Molly should do either
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Now will you go and be examined?
* @Morgan nods
< 14Adalbrecht > Goodnight then, Morgan
* @Morgan bows slightly and heads back inside
* Adalbrecht remains on the terrace
* Adalbrecht is now known as Molly
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* Molly is still playing the piano, though is clealy daydreaming
* @Morgan sidles up to her
* Molly smiles softly at him
< 04Molly > You wish to play?
* @Morgan spaeks quitly
< 08@Morgan > my father wishes me checked over
* Molly nods, bringing the song to an early but neat conclusion. She rises, and goes to say goodnght to the others.
* @Morgan does the same
* Molly heads up to the parlour in the nursery, and bolts the door after him
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