------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Tuesday, 26 October 2021 20:53:24 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) **He starts to dream. He has just returned from his winter trip to Sudlachenburg and walks into Catherine's dining room looking for the one person he cares to see more than anyone else. The regular visitors and reprobates are here, he hoped to be back before they arrived. She is stood with Siegfried, and has her back to him** ** You are now disconnected ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Tuesday, 26 October 2021 21:17:07 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [21:11] (Molly) **He starts to dream. He has just returned from his winter trip to Sudlachenburg and walks into Catherine's dining room looking for the one person he cares to see more than anyone else. The regular visitors and reprobates are here, he hoped to be back before they arrived. She is stood with Siegfried, and has her back to him** * Morgan goes to stand beside her quietly (Molly) **she looks distracted and pensive. She's in purple, the corset and skirt she bought in Carleon for her wedding to Jaeger, where he had told her she rivalled the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. She doesn't register his presence** * Morgan watches her from the corner of his eye * Molly eventually glances around, looking surprised "Morgan!" * Morgan smiles (Morgan) Last time I checked * Molly smiles, but there is tension there "You are well? When you were late, I worried" (Morgan) I had much to think about so I took a little longer... I did not worry you I hope? * Molly nods (Molly) A little, of course. (Morgan) I am sorry about that * Molly nods a little: Perhaps we can speak privately, unless you cannot right now? * Morgan nods (Morgan) If you can * Molly nods, glancing around before leading through the kitchen and out into the inner courtyard (Molly) **she faces him, her hands together and expression nervous** I need to talk to you about something (Morgan) alright... (Molly) I need to make an apology to you (Morgan) why? * Molly looks guilty (Molly) I have broken a promise I made you * Morgan watches her (Molly) I promised I would take no-one else to my heart, but… **she watches his face, chewing her lip nervously** (Morgan) but you have... (Molly) I am sorry, I had no intention to, but… it is never so easy as "just dont do it" is it? * Morgan starts to frown (Morgan) who is it? (Molly) Noone you know * Morgan watches her (Morgan) I see (Molly) Now that you are back, I will be going back to Eisen to visit him. After that, I do not know. We are young, I have the Rose. The world is at our feet *she smiles* * Morgan nods, taking a step back (Morgan) Right... (Molly) *she looks at him* I'm grateful to you, Morgan, I couldn't have learnt to let anyone in without you, nor believed that true love was real and possible. * Morgan nods slightly (Morgan) if you'll excuse me * Morgan does not wait for an answer, going back in through the door to the kitchen * Molly chases him, and puts her hand on his arm (Molly) Morgan, wait! * Morgan shrugs her hand off (Morgan) Look... if you're hoping I'll be pleased about this, you're out of luck * Molly frowns deeply (Molly) You wanted me to be happy! This house was a way station on the way to better things, that is what you said! * Morgan sighs (Morgan) when do you leave? (Molly) Monday, when the Rose arrives * Morgan nods slightly (Morgan) I'll have your final pay ready * Molly looks at him sadly (Molly) I did love you, Morgan, but it was the most futile thing I could ever have done. You warned me very early on that no one could take her place at your side. It was stupid of me to think otherwise, and I understand that now I am with him. (Morgan) Yes, well... I was wrong, but that doesn't matter now. (Molly) Now that you have been home, perhaps you will meet a noble girl who you like well enough to accept in marriage and continue your line? (Morgan) No... I think, now, my original intent upon coming here will stand * Molly frowns deeply (Molly) That is cruel and unfair! * Morgan turns to look at her (Morgan) you made me a promise, and you've broken it... I've come back with the realisation that... that I love you, and you are leaving. Clearly I am not meant to have love in my life, so don't lecture me about cruel or unfair... * Molly looks completely speechless at this * Molly just watches him until she regains her compsure (Molly) You won't ever be able to move on from Dietlinde, and it would make things so complicated. Now that I have experienced how simple it can be, I understand why it is impossible for you to truly let her go. (Morgan) Just... stop. Stop justifying how breaking your promise to me is a good thing. You're going away to be happy, fine, but stop expecting me to be happy about it. (Molly) I... *she sighs*... I won't take up any more of your time. Once I have packed I will go and stay in town until Monday (Morgan) Very well * Morgan goes through the door * Molly doesn't follow him this time * Morgan walks through the kitchen, fetching up a bottle of scotch on the way through, and heading through the dining room towards the great hall (Molly) **Someone drops a glass, and the sudden smashing sound wakes him** * Morgan mutters, trying to gauge the time (Molly) **its just before six thirty, just over an hour til dawn * Morgan sighs, getting out of bed and dressed ** You're now known as Claudia * Claudia is up in the rigging when he gets there * Claudia 's only greeting is a grunt of acknowledgement * Morgan climbs up into the rigging (Morgan) whats got your goat? (Claudia) Nightmare. Why you up early? (Morgan) I'm normally up soon... but same * Claudia hands him an already open flask of scotch (Claudia) Wanna tell me? * Morgan takes a mouthful before handing it back (Morgan) wann' tell me about it? * Claudia drinks some (Claudia) Another flashback one * Morgan nods (Claudia) Not the same as the first. The reason you can't whisper or touch me gently while I sleep (Morgan) alright (Claudia) Yours as bad as that? (Morgan) I'd gone back to Avalon to tell Molly I loved her... she'd fallen in love with someone else and was leaving... * Claudia hands him back the scotch (Claudia) Rough * Morgan nods, swigging the scotch and handing it back (Claudia) Could that have happened? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I don't see why not (Claudia) You'd have come home to us? (Morgan) I don't know... in the dream I seemed hellbent on finishing the job I started at the Torrington Estate, but I don't know that'd actually be what I'd have done * Claudia nods (Claudia) Maybe you'd have just moved on (Morgan) maybe * Claudia nods (Claudia) How are you doing overall? * Morgan nods slightly (Morgan) I'm alright * Claudia nods (Claudia) Once it's over with Dau and Elsie, I am going to tell Heinzharold about the rapes * Morgan nods slowly (Morgan) Out of curiosity... why not before? (Claudia) Because I have to tread carefully about the last one, because it was after I met him, and he was acquainted with a couple of the men. (Morgan) I see... * Claudia nods (Claudia) Pride too, I suppose. (Morgan) pride? (Claudia) I don't want him to think less of me, or look down on me. (Morgan) I see (Claudia) But it was impractical back in Thirlow that he didn't know * Morgan nods (Morgan) Though, as I've always prided myself on, he just accepted what you needed * Claudia nods (Claudia) I was grateful for that * Morgan nods (Morgan) I was... I don't know, grateful, proud maybe... that you trusted us to share a room... that you felt able to * Claudia nods (Claudia) It's been down to Sorgi really * Morgan nods (Claudia) It's not that I doubted my safety with you, it's that I know I wont think logically if certain things happen. I know neither of you would ever rape anyone * Morgan nods (Claudia) But for what it's worth, thank you for not making a big deal about it (Morgan) No need for thanks, ever. * Claudia shrugs * Morgan scratches his nose (Morgan) oh, I didn't tell you what he said... (Claudia) What? (Morgan) when you'd said about not whispering or touching you gently... he looked at me and said 'whoever made that statement necessary is going to fucking die. Horribly' * Claudia smiles (Claudia) That's sweet. Most of them did. * Morgan nods (Morgan) I didn't say anything about it... * Claudia nods (Claudia) Thank you. I want to be sure I'm not adding more on top of the Elsie stuff. (Morgan) You trust me with it... he's pushed a couple of times and I've told him I wont discuss it, and that if you're ready, you'll tell him. * Claudia nods (Claudia) I will * Morgan nods (Claudia) **Sorgi comes up just before dawn, and offers Morgan the chance to shadow him on the rough rocky stretch from Denholme to past river mouth, opting to skip Londinium itself. ((Takes it?)) (Morgan) ((yep)) (Claudia) **He works with Sorgi, and Sorgi is an excellent teacher, explaining not just the decision he has made, but also the counter argument and how he weighed it up. They avoid all manner of hazardous rocks and cross tides, as well as patches where the wind suddenly changes.** (Claudia) **Rather than swap watches, Sorgi continues on with Morgan like this until four when Claudia takes over. It's been a useful experience, probably more useful than most of his initial training on any of his posts in the War** ** You are now disconnected ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Wednesday, 27 October 2021 14:54:04 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (HH) **down in the study, the window seat is built and HH is starting to apply the wax to seal the wood, singing to himself. He seems happy enough aside from the occasional sneeze brought by Ulysses sitting beside him** (Morgan) Really starting to look good man * HH nods. The cat also looks round (HH) Reck'n she'll like it? (Morgan) there's no doubt in my mind (HH) Want me to say you did most o' it? *he grins* (Morgan) No, you've worked hard on it, you deserve the credit... besides, I think she'll not mind when she learns what I've been doing * HH nods (HH) Pretty sure you could tell 'er you spent the whole time with yer nose in a book but you were happy and she'd still say 'ow wonderful you are! * Morgan shakes his head (HH) You workin' or just watchin' someone competent? (Morgan) I'll help if you don't think you can manage... * HH lobs a rag at him "Bout time y' did something useful" * Morgan shrugs, getting down to help with the waxing * HH sneezes (HH) Not seen much o' ya. How you doing? * Morgan looks at the cat, tapping the floor on the side of him furthest from HeinzHarold (HH) **Ulysses moves** (Morgan) I'm alright. Had a nightmare, but I'm ok (HH) What was it this time? (Morgan) got back to Avalon from Eisen... When I'd asked her to be my mistress, and got pushed onto my own stubbornness... but this time, Molly had met someone while I was away and was leaving (HH) Ouch! Musta worried about that while you were home? * Morgan nods (HH) Who was 'e? Not Dau I hope! (Morgan) She said I did't know him, so no (HH) Some dull Avalon chap then. She'da regretted turnin' you down (Morgan) No, an Eisen man * HH grins (HH) Got some taste at least then! * Morgan nods (HH) Reck'n you'll drop in on 'er again before we get back? (Morgan) I've no idea... I hope so, but I just don't know (HH) Gonna be diff'cult telling her about little Florrie? (Morgan) I'm not sure, if I'm honest * HH nods (HH) How you doing about 'er now? **he works at the grain with the thick beeswax* (Morgan) Tough to say... its difficult, the way she looks * HH nods (HH) Be easier not t' see her again? (Morgan) Possibly... (HH) But y' still gonna? (Morgan) she's family * HH nods (Morgan) besides... apparently she doesn't connect that quickly with anyone... it'd be wrong of me to take that from her because I find it hard to look at her * HH nods (HH) Bit weird, isn't it? (Morgan) in what respect? (HH) That she's connected with you so easy * Morgan nods (Morgan) But then... most children seem to * HH nods (HH) B'cause they know, deep inside, you're just a big kid too (Morgan) Possibly... possibly because I don't expect anything from them * HH nods (HH) Edward's gonna wish he had a way to go back in time… **this reminds him of how insistent Edward was on using the Time Weaver in Molly's nightmare to go back and undo him having them killed, which would have prevent Florrie existing* (Morgan) I wouldn't let him anyway (HH) Think Mina will be alright? * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I don't know... the possibility of not having children with her scares him... (HH) Least 'e will know he can have kids now... (Morgan) but if Mina can't... * HH nods (HH) Gonna be tough * HH adds more wax to his cloth. It smells really nice (Morgan) yes it is (HH) Don't think I'd like it if Inga had a child with someone else. (Morgan) No... I dare say neither of them will be happy about it (HH) Mebbie they'll just turn their backs on her? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I don't know that I see Edward being willing to do that (HH) Even if it costs 'im his marriage? (Morgan) tough to tell to be honest * HH glances at him (HH) Wha' about you? (Morgan) what about me? (HH) If Edward wants nowt to do with his daughter, you still going to want contact with yer niece? * Morgan nods (Morgan) She's my niece... even if it comes to being once a year we see eachother, I want her to know she has family outside of her ship * HH nods (HH) Gonna be hard as hell, isn't it? Watchin' her grow up * Morgan sighs (Morgan) incredibly * HH nods (HH) Still gonna be around, 'owever you need. Me and Inga, for both of ya (Morgan) Never thought otherwise... but thank you. * HH nods (HH) How did it go with yer uncle? (Morgan) Fairly well... I forget how much I like him * HH laughs (HH) Easy t' like * Morgan nods (Morgan) reminds me of me (HH) Complete opposite o' you! *he grins* * Morgan shrugs (HH) Yer pretty hard t' like, but I tried really hard. (Morgan) I'm fairly unlikeable, yes... * HH nods (HH) Yep. I'm the likeable one... an' the sexy one... the funny one... the smart one... the one the ladies beg for... (Morgan) and men in dresses... * HH punches him in the leg (HH) I'd punch yer arm but yer slow enough at waxing as it is (Morgan) meticulous... the word is meticulous * HH snorts (HH) Lookin' forward to getting home. Only five more days. * Morgan nods (HH) Gonna be good. Might not see ya for a day or so *he grins* (Morgan) I'm not terribly surprised (HH) Gotta be _meticulous_, see? * Morgan nods (HH) Mebbie after that Inga an' will have Varick a bit for ya * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I'm looking forward to seeing him (HH) He's gonna be pleased t' see you. Gonna be hell of a squeeze fitting us all in, 'less you're gonna let James an' Elsie keep sharing a room? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) maybe... (HH) Or send 'im back to the Rose? (Morgan) I'm... reluctant to do that (HH) Whysat? (Morgan) Given the likely outcome, how cruel would it be to separate Elsie from someone who genuinely cares for her... * HH nods (HH) I'd let 'em, but I'm not Saint Heinzharold of Puritytown * HH grins (Morgan) far from it... (HH) 'Sides, if you let **he hoiks his thumb towards Sorgi's cabin* then it's only fair. (Morgan) I suppose so (HH) Not lookin' forward to the fall out if it goes wrong (Morgan) with Claudia? * HH frowns (HH) No, why would it be? (Morgan) What fallout do you mean then? (HH) If Molly can't save Elsie. The fall out with you, Molly, an' James. (HH) **The cat tries to unhelpfully get into Morgan's lap * Morgan sighs (Morgan) No... I'm not either (HH) We gonna be leavin' Tawstock pretty quick after? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I don't know (HH) He's gonna be a wreck, and Molly's gonna feel guilty as hell? (Morgan) Probably (HH) Wha' about you? * Morgan shrugs (HH) Jus' have to see * Morgan nods (Morgan) its all we can do * HH nods (HH) Let's see if we can get this all rubbed down. Get the second coat on tomorrow, fasten it in on Thursday, should be all done then * Morgan nods, knuckling down (HH) **Morgan gets some time in the evening after they have weighed anchor off the Londinium river mouth to read, play his guitar and his tin whistle before Ulysses starts getting him to go to bed around ten** ** You're now known as Ulysses * Ulysses takes up his footstool position, curled up tight ** You are now disconnected (Connection timed out) ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Wednesday, 27 October 2021 19:23:14 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [17:15] * Ulysses takes up his footstool position, curled up tight * Morgan gets his preparation done before climbing into bed * Molly waits patiently ** You're now known as Ulysses * Morgan opens the book (Ulysses) Saturday 24th, evening. Tonight I am going to think about you making the sketch of me. From the moment in which you told me of it, I have found this very arousing indeed. So tonight I shall make myself a little fantasy about it. (Ulysses) It is the night after you have seen me in the wet shift. You're in your room, it's late. You know you won't sleep easily, for a change it isn't for fear of nightmares. Tonight it is because the image of me with the wet fabric clinging to my body will not go away. (Ulysses) You have tried to distract yourself but it comes back, and when it does, you grow hard. It's been impractical, going about your patrols frequently swelling that way. It's been difficult to stay away from me. Tonight it is difficult to stay in your room and not come to mine, to undress and caress me. (Ulysses) You sit at your desk. If you could just get the image out of your mind, you could think clearly and not be tormented by your desire to see me so again. With pencil and charcoal in hand, you set to recreating that vision of me, drawing the curves of my body, the folds of the fabric, the shading at my nipples and the apex of my thighs. (Ulysses) You are immersed once more in the excitement and enjoyment of those few minutes when we were private and shared something intimate. I am so clear in your mind that you can almost smell my perfume and hear my voice. (Ulysses) Your fingers create my body, but what they want is to touch my body. Hard as you are beneath the desk, your fingers need to touch yourself. You undo your placket with your left hand. (Ulysses) You are so thick and solid, and it feels good as you take yourself in hand. A heavy paperweight holds your drawing still so you can manage to both perfect me and pleasure yourself because of me. (Ulysses) Your strokes are rough and rhythmic. Maybe if you spend yourself the spell this image has over you will end. Your sketch is almost over, finessing it as you use slower movements of your fist, the pleasure building so rapidly. (Ulysses) You slide your chair back so you can lean back and pull off your shirt. You undo the waistband of your trousers to move the fabric clear. With swapped hands, you lift your drawing in your left, not recalling me now but looking at the me you have created, like seeing me anew. (Ulysses) Your other hand around your hardness, you work yourself harder, faster, thighs tensing and relaxing. Your eyes do not leave my body, and your breath deepens, so close. (Ulysses) You swell in your grip, and your back arches. Me, almost naked. The shape and detail and how you want me is what fills your mind as your body tenses before your cock strains, ecstasy filling you. You, somehow, stay silent as you pulse, releasing your seed onto your stomach and hand, shuddering. You are still looking at me. (Ulysses) So, my love, that is what will be in my mind as I climax for you. If I had as much artistic talent as you, I would certainly draw you like that for me to look at as I do so! Goodnight, mein liebling xx * Morgan sighs, closing the book and settling down * Ulysses miaows * Morgan pats the covers * Ulysses joins him under the sheets with loud purring (Ulysses) **The man in the coaching office doesn't have a clue where all his coaches are, and that is not going to be good for him. Morgan is exhausted and drained and completely miserable, and eighteen month old Jana in his arms is crying for her Muti, as she has frequently since the fire. (Ulysses) To his grief-stricken and shocked mind, taking Jana in a carriage away from Sudlachenburg had initially seemed sensible. He couldn't stand to be without her, and he couldn't stand to be near Edward without beating him to death. It quickly became apparent that this was going to be a hard trip. (Ulysses) **Seven days in a carriage to Freiburg, picking up food and lodgings where they could, then sailing from Freiburg to Durham, a dock where he can now not get a damned coach for their last few hours of travel before he can finally reach his uncle's house, a place away from Sudlachenburg, and where there will be kind staff to help him with his screaming daughter. (Mtf) (Ulysses) **This is October 3rd, and only twelve days have passed since Dietlinde's murder… if he hadn't taken Jana with him to the market, he would have lost them both. Her cries are inconsolable, and as much as he loves her and is glad she is alive to make them, the sound grates on his exhausted, unhappy mind. (Ulysses) Man, a little louder to compensate for the sobbing: Sorry, I'll go ask Bob next door, he might have come back with one of them by now. Failing that, should have one in the morning like. (Ulysses) ((Done)) * Morgan stares at him for a moment (Morgan) right... (Ulysses) **The coachman goes through a back door, leaving Morgan alone in the office with his daughter who continues to wail * Morgan bounces her gently, speaking quietly (Morgan) please, Jana... please stop (Ulysses) **There's a jingly bell as the door opens behind him. (Ulysses) **Jana doesn't stop, not even distracted by the bell** * Morgan pulls the girl close, rubbing her back ** You're now known as Molly (Molly) **The redhead who enters shakes the rainwater from her hood before glancing at the counter then at Morgan and Jana, the latter of whom is still crying loudly * Morgan takes to walking back and forth, bouncing the child and patting her back (Molly) **she watches him** Excuse me, have you seen the coach master please? * Morgan glances at her (Morgan) He's gone to see if he can find a coach... he has none (Molly) Ah damn! *she blushes* I'm sorry... uhhh...ah drat! (Molly) **Jana continues crying, Molly watches her with empathy** * Morgan shrugs slightly, going back to concentrating on getting Jana to quieten (Molly) I'm sorry, can I do anything to help? (Morgan) Not unless you have a magic touch with children * Molly smiles (Molly) I have a niece and nephew around this age, and my brother often has me sing to them when he needs a moment to take a breath * Morgan looks her over a couple of times * Molly looks at him. She's dressed decently, very tidy and put together, though certainly not fancy like nobility. Gentry perhaps. * Morgan nods slightly (Molly) Do you want me to take her? *she holds out her hands a little* (Morgan) just... for a minute * Molly nods (Molly) It's so hard when they cry **she comes closer to take Jana from him** * Morgan hands her over, watching her closely (Morgan) She's been crying for twelve days straight it seems * Molly puts Jana to her shoulder, immediately starting to sway side to side with her. There's at least no escalation in the volume. Molly strokes her back "Oh my little sweetheart... it's alright...". Just the sound of a female voice does take the volume down a notch (Molly) That's a long time, you must be frazzled! We will be right here if you need some fresh air *Jana gets slightly quieter again* (Morgan) No, I won't be away from her (Morgan) she's all I have left * Molly nods. She sings quietly. It's a lullaby he hasn't heard for years, one he's only ever heard at Foxcroft, though this girl's accent is less broad, more schooled. Jana quiets almost right away, still making little gasping cries, but it's not loud now, and it's getting quieter * Morgan rubs his face * Molly continues swaying with the little girl, going through this same lullaby without complaint whilst Jana eventually relents to the sleep she desperately needs. Even once she's tucked up on Molly's shoulder, she continues to sway though stops singing * Morgan watches her quietly * Molly gives him a smile, whispering (Molly) Poor little lass is just exhausted, bless her heart * Morgan nods slowly, rubbing his face again (Molly) I hope I do not offend you, but you look quite exhausted yourself! * Molly continues swaying with the sleeping child * Morgan nods (Morgan) its been a rough couple of weeks (Molly) Do you have much further to travel? (Morgan) Just to Catterick (Molly) Oh! That's not too far (Morgan) Given our starting point, not far at all... a pity that the lack of coaches has rather scuppered my arriving today * Molly nods (Molly) Impossible to do it on horseback with this little sweetheart * Morgan nods (Molly) Let's see what I can do about that... * Molly gently walks Jana to the desk where she lightly taps the bell. She then looks to Morgan (Molly) Have you ever _driven_ a carriage? * Morgan shakes his head (Morgan) not a carriage, no... other things, so I could probably manage (Molly) Excellent, I flipped the last one I drove, it was a disaster (Morgan) I want to ask, but I've not got the energy (Molly) **she smiles** another time, perhaps (Molly) **the coach master comes in, looking at her with a long suffering smile** Molly... you want to go to Coleraine again? I've got no coaches, I'm sorry, lass. * Molly shakes her head "I did, but something more urgent has come up. Can you send someone down to my aunt and ask her to send me up a coach? If she can't spare a driver that is fine. (Molly) **He looks at her disapprovingly** Molly, after last week... * Molly waves this away "tell her I won't be driving it, and it will come back safe and sound tomorrow... or the day after" (Molly) **He shrugs, going off out the back again. She smiles at Morgan** There we go, one carriage created from thin air, just like a magical godmother! (Morgan) why? * Molly smiles again (Molly) Because you and your... daughter?... need to get to your destination as soon as possible * Morgan nods slowly (Morgan) alright (Molly) So I'll come with you, once we get to Catterick I'll find an inn to stop at and someone to drive me to Coleraine on the way back, and then it'll be easy to have one of the staff at Coleraine drive the carriage back. Very straightforward (Morgan) my uncle might be able to find you a room when we get there (Molly) Your uncle has an inn? That's very practical (Morgan) No, at his house... I'm sure there'll be room * Molly still sways, seemingly without thinking about it (Molly) If that will be no trouble? (Morgan) I'm sure he won't mind, given the circumstances * Molly nods (Molly) Thank you, that's very kind (Morgan) No, it doesn't begin to repay the kindness you've shown us * Molly smiles (Molly) It is nothing, honestly. Just one more part of a big adventure I am having whilst away from home (Morgan) away from home? * Molly nods (Molly) My home is in Balig, down in the southwest (Morgan) I see * Molly nods (Molly) It'll be ten minutes at least for the coach. As tired as you are, please do not feel you must make small talk * Morgan nods slightly, leaning back against the wall * Molly doesn't interrupt at all, just rocking his daughter gently. It's more like fifteen minutes before she gently wakes him from accidentally dozing (Molly) Excuse me... it's time to go * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright (Molly) We can take the driver, unless you wish to drive it yourself? (Morgan) No, the least I can do is drive * Molly pulls her cloak back around her, tucking one side so it protects Jana's head and body from the rain and cold (Molly) You will not be too tired? My aunt really won't mind, she's very kind (Morgan) It'd probably be safer, wouldn't it * Molly nods (Molly) And yet still much safer than my own driving! *she smiles warmly* * Morgan nods (Morgan) Alright, I"ll let him drive it * Molly gives the instruction to the driver when they're outside. The carriage is not fashionable, but its practical and well maintained. The driver helps her in, and she is very very careful with Jana under her cloak * Molly sits facing backwards * Morgan climbs in, sitting opposite (Molly) If you look under the seat there will be some blankets incase you or your daughter get cold * Morgan pulls them out (Morgan) I think she seems quite warm enough there (Molly) I am sorry, did you want her back? **the driver loads both their bags before walking the horses on** (Morgan) No, she seems comfortable enough, and Theus knows she needs the sleep * Molly smiles a little (Molly) Perhaps you should too? (Morgan) No, I don't think so (Molly) Ahh do you get sick if you sleep in a coach? My friend at home does that (Morgan) No... I'm reluctant to take my eyes from her * Molly nods (Molly) I swear on my life I will keep her safe (Morgan) I'm fine * Molly nods (Molly) Did you wish to talk, or to be silent? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) feel free... (Molly) What is your daughter's name? (Morgan) Jana (Molly) Oh that is beautiful! * Molly looks at the face of the sleeping girl (Molly) It suits her, she's very lovely * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye, it does (Molly) And your name? (Morgan) Morgan * Molly nods (Molly) That's nice too * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) my mother thought so * Molly smiles (Molly) At least yours was correct! * Morgan frowns (Morgan) sorry, I don't follow you (Molly) My mother thought mine was nice, however she was wrong, it's so very dull! (Morgan) Nonsense * Molly laughs quietly (Molly) I have never liked it. I always wanted something more unusal (Morgan) such as? (Molly) Well... my middle name is Isabella, my elder sister is Cecily, and my cousin who I am going to visit is called Lucinda (Morgan) None of those then (Molly) You do not think they would suit? (Morgan) Well, Cecily and Lucinda are already taken... * Molly laughs again (Molly) I see what you mean * Morgan nods (Molly) Do you like your name, or is there something you would have preferred? * Molly fidgets a little, settling in more comfortably for the hours ahead * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) its acceptable * Molly nods, giving a quick smile at the peaceful expression of the child (Molly) Oh, you wished to know about how I flipped the carriage...? * Morgan nods (Molly) I should have known better, I have come a cropper on the farm driving carts, but I was hopeful I could manage a carriage. It was last monday, I was driving it along this way to see my cousin. Now, I had a very fast horse until two years ago **his eyelids start to feel very heavy** * Morgan blinks a couple of times before nodding (Molly) ... so I rather underestimated the speed of the horses. The bend I took should have been **and heavier again, like a warm heavy blanket is on him** ... completely fine * Morgan struggles against sleep (Molly) However... my back end swang rather wide, way out off the road and onto the grass, which **he is rapidly losing the battle and knows it** did not help at all * Morgan fidgets trying to become uncomfortable (Molly) So the next thing I know, I'm letting go **it doesn't help, even uncomfortable it's like a siren's song calling to him** of the reins, because... * Morgan gives in * Molly watches him, continuing a few moments before stopping. The next thing he hears is Jana laughing * Morgan snaps his eyes open (Molly) **The light from the window is much lower, and at an estimate he has slept around four hours, making Catterick not far at all** * Molly has Jana on her lap, smiling warmly (Molly) And the sheep goes.... *she pauses, and Jana makes an excited noise of anticipation. Molly pauses longer before suddenly making a Baaaaa noise, to which Jana laughs** * Morgan fidgets sitting up properly (Molly) And what about the cow, hmm? Now generally, they just stand around eating, a bit like they supposedly do at Court, but sometimes, the cow goes... *she pauses again, watching the toddler who claps her hands together** * Molly is smiling, about to make the moo noise. She gets as far as Mmmm when she spots he is awake (Molly) Oh! (Morgan) I'm sorry, I did not intend to fall asleep * Molly shrugs (Molly) It's fine, we have just been playing. You must have needed it (Molly) **Jana says "baaa" * Morgan nods (Morgan) I'd say thats a fair assum (Morgan) assumption* (Molly) Hopefully you will be able to get some rest at your uncle's home (Morgan) I hope so * Molly looks to Jana, smiling "And you, little sweetheart, maybe you'll get some more sleep so your Papa can do likewise, hmm?" (Molly) **Jana babbles at her in Eisen. Molly clearly has no idea what she's trying to say** * Morgan watches them (Molly) **the driver taps his stick on the roof** Just reaching Catterick, need to know what street? (Molly) Where are we going, Morgan? (Morgan) oh... Foxcroft * Molly nods (Molly) Alright *she relays this loudly to the driver* (Molly) Your uncle's house is Foxcroft? * Morgan nods (Molly) I was there the other day, having a tour... its beautiful (Morgan) Its been a long time since I was there * Molly bounces Jana on her knee, making the girl giggle (Molly) You are Morgan _Hockridge_ then? * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I suppose so * Molly glances at him before looking back to his daughter, smiling (Molly) Aren't you lovely, hmm? You have such a sweet smile *jana giggles again** * Morgan watches them (Molly) **His pocket watch gives a single chime, and he realises he is dreaming* * Morgan looks at Jana for a moment before waking (Molly) **the room is dark and silent except for the sound of his own breathing** * Morgan climbs out of bed, getting dressed (Molly) **it's an hour before dawn, as always for the first chime** ((distress and desperation?)) (Morgan) ((not massive)) (Molly) **theres no tingling. The cat doesn't stir (Molly) **He doesn't see either of his friends. Sorgi offers for him to captain again at dawn, but warns him it will be rainy though easy sailing** * Morgan nods, taking the offer (Molly) **It does rain all day, not heavily but persistently. Sorgi functions as one of the crew, only intervening when asked, and at four in the afternoon he congratulates Morgan on another good day ** You're now known as Sorgi (Sorgi) Are you enjoying it, m'lord? (Morgan) I have to say I am... even in this weather * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) It rains a lot up here * Morgan nods (Sorgi) How is everything else, m'lord? (Sorgi) **Claudia comes up on deck, coming towards them** (Morgan) The usual... another nightmare, but... I'm managing (Sorgi) C: what was it? (Morgan) my daughter survived... we came to Foxcroft (Sorgi) Like the other morning where you got stuck in it? (Morgan) No... that one, we'd left before the fire, I'd left them in Johstadt... this one, the fire happened but I'd taken Jana with me to the market... only Dietlinde was home * Sorgi both look a little sad about it (Sorgi) And Claudia * (Sorgi) Seems to be a lot of variations on a theme, m'lord * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (Sorgi) C: You're okay now though? (Sorgi) Heinzharold is wanting you to do some waxing. He says he's put it on, now you have to come rub it off (Morgan) I'm alright.... I'll go help him * Sorgi and Claudia both nodding, watching him go. HH is lounging on the couch when Morgan gets there ** You're now known as HH (HH) Take yer time. Coulda rubbed it off meself while waitin' for you! * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) but you didn't (HH) Nope (HH) What time's Molly normally talk t' Forrester? ((It's 8pm)) (Morgan) eight (HH) **Ulysses brings the empty cotton reel to Heinzharold, who flicks it across the floor again for the cat to chase** Figure I'll just hang round here til it's time to check the mirror note then, supervise yer work * Morgan watches him a moment (Morgan) you keeping an eye on me? (HH) Killin' time til we get home. You need keepin' an eye on? (Morgan) I don't believe so, no... * Morgan sets to work * HH continues playing with the cat with the occasional sneeze (HH) Visit her last night? * Morgan shakes his head (Morgan) nightmare (HH) How come? (Morgan) Because.... I was asleep and thats when they happen.... * HH sneezes twice in close succession (HH) Dont wanna talk about it then? (Morgan) I'd taken Jana with me to the market the day of the fire... after it happened, I fled, but this time with her, to Foxcroft (HH) Riiight... as nightmares go, you often 'ave worse? (Morgan) it varies (HH) That one worse b'cause it's not real? (Morgan) I've got a theory that some of them are the way things _could_ have gone * HH nods slowly (HH) Makes a sorta sense * Morgan nods (HH) Sucks to see it though? * Morgan nods (Morgan) the problem is I _feel_ it (HH) Whatcha mean? (Morgan) the loss... its still so fresh... its not like I'm just seeing it happen, I'm feeling it happen too * HH looks at him (HH) I'm sorry, man. Wish I could do something (Morgan) It is what it is * HH nods (HH) Aye. Molly can't...? **he wiggles his fingers like hes a magician* (Morgan) Don't think so... * HH nods (HH) Pity (Morgan) I don't know... If she got rid of those, what about the ones that warn of things? (HH) True * HH flicks the cotton reel again (HH) Need them really? (Morgan) We'd all be dead if it weren't for them (HH) None of us wanna see you backslidin' though, especially not to where y' were before Molly. * Morgan smiles slightly (Morgan) you seem to be thinking I didn't have these nightmares even then... (HH) Weird as all this shit though? * Morgan nods (HH) Thinking they were alive then realisin' they weren't? (Morgan) ah, no... thats new (HH) How often y' dream about the fire itself now? (Morgan) Not that much really (HH) I get it once a month or so * Morgan nods (Morgan) I'm sorry about that (HH) Not your fault (HH) In some ways, I'm glad y' did go (Morgan) oh? (HH) Every day down there for a month with Otto an' Sascha, looking for things t' keep. It was hard going. * Morgan nods (Morgan) Have you seen the memorial they've got? * HH nods (HH) Think I saw every bloody piece of it come out too * Morgan nods (HH) You seen it then? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (HH) We did a good job, but fuck... * HH pets the cat then sneezes * Morgan nods (HH) Every day they'd say "When Morgan comes back, he can have this or that", an' I was thinkin' _if_ he comes back. B'cause each day y' weren't back, the less likely it was... * Morgan nods * HH rolls the reel (HH) Seen the portrait? * Morgan nods (HH) Amazin' the frame catchin' didn't take the whole thing with it * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye * HH stays lounging around playing with the cat and sneezing til he brings them dinner. At ten past eight whilst Morgan is still eating, HH picks the mirror with the paper on it up (HH) Prob'ly too early but let's see... * HH takes the paper off, looks then grins * Morgan looks at him (Morgan) what? (HH) It says: Dear Morgan. Molly wants me to tell you that Heinzharold is really funny and really handsome, and Inga says that the bubbies are looking forward to seeing him on sunday. Mr David Forrester Esquire. (Morgan) oh shut up * HH laughs (HH) Okay, what it really says is "Morgan- Molly, Varick, Inga, James and Elsie all well. Very happy you are on the way and have Dau. No sign of Elsie or Beth's babies. Guards doing well. Much love is sent. Molly says to say she is as excited to see you as when she returned from Sabine's (I assume you're supposed to know what that means). David. * HH watches him * Morgan blushes (HH) Ooooooh yer blushing now!! * HH grins (Morgan) I know (HH) Who's Sabine then? (Morgan) A... _friend_ of Isiah Fischler... (HH) A special friend? * Morgan nods (HH) Tha' makes no sense as why Molly was excited about seeing ya? (Morgan) Because... when she arrived back, I met her... in the stables... * HH develops a slow grin (HH) Did more than _met_ 'er, right? (Morgan) might have (HH) Met 'er, went away from 'er, met 'er, went away from 'er... *he grins* (Morgan) b'have yourself * HH laughs (HH) Yer wife just got 'er Da to tell y' she wants you badly, and _I_ have to behave _myself_?! * Morgan shrugs, finishing his food (HH) Hope the poor 'orses had blinkers on! (Morgan) he wasn't particularly interested * HH nods (HH) Lucky. * Morgan nods (HH) Only four more days. Y' gonna do yer mind-talky thingy to let 'er know in advance we're nearly there? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I suppose so (HH) Not gonna surprise 'er? (Morgan) I wouldn't be surprised if she knows... once we're within a certain distance I can tell which direction she's in (HH) Bet that ruins hide an' seek * Morgan nods (Morgan) does rather (HH) Gonna leave a note for David. (HH) ? * Morgan looks at the ceiling (Morgan) not sure... (HH) "Dear David. Yes, I know what the thing about Sabine's means. Your daughter has a dirty mind. Lieutenant the Duke Duke Morgan Adalbrecht Koertig, Veisgraf of Sudlachenburg and some other title thingies" (Morgan) some... other... title... thingies... says Sir Lehenstrue.... * HH groans (HH) I forget about it sometimes. Got so used to only having one name * Morgan nods (Morgan) I caught sight of the titles when I gave my calling card to that ass... its... a lot of words * HH nods (HH) Be an Eisenfurst one day (Morgan) Only if I find a mine... * HH nods (HH) Best get looking then * Morgan shrugs (HH) Wanna play poker for a bit, or you gonna torture that guitar an' whistle again? (Morgan) Lets play (HH) **That's what they do until bedtime. HH sneezing as the cat passes him on the way to his usual spot on the footstool and HH goes off to bed. ** You are now disconnected ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Thursday, 28 October 2021 09:20:09 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Morgan) Wanna play poker for a bit, or you gonna torture that guitar an' whistle again? (Morgan) Lets play (Morgan) **That's what they do until bedtime. HH sneezing as the cat passes him on the way to his usual spot on the footstool and HH goes off to bed. * Morgan gets himself set for bed (Molly) **The cat stays put as usual, almost ignoring Morgan entirely * Morgan gets into bed, opening the book (Molly) Sunday 25th, evening. Tonight I am going to share another fantasy of mine with you, a recently appeared one. It is last winter, and you are on the road towards Die Dauerhaftigkeit. (Molly) You are missing me more than you expected to, and lamenting having not kissed me goodbye. That would be warmer than sitting by the small fire you have made. You daydream about returning to me ready to take me to your bed and make love to me. (Molly) These daydreams keep you entertained on your journey, but do not come for free, the frustration by the time you stop for the night is high. Tonight you feel it badly, having spent hours imagining holding me very close to you and drawing intense pleasure from me with your fingers, how I would arch and moan your name. (Molly) The aching makes the need to spend yourself pressing. It's not very practical with so few spare clothes and where someone may see, so you rise, leaning your left forearm against a tree, and stand as if you were relieving yourself in case anyone stumbles upon your camp. (Molly) With your placket undone, your manhood is freed and so swollen, the cold air is not a deterrent. There is no savouring it or drawing it out. It is just an urgent need to alleviate the frustration of wanting me so badly and being so far. (Molly) Your fist is tight, every stroke utilitarian and fast, needing to orgasm so badly. Your breathing is hard but there's noone to hear you. Your peak approaches like a galloping horse. (Molly) You imagine me shuddering around your fingers as you rhythmically push them hard and fast into the tight slick heat of my core, as fast as your fist moves. I moan your name as I climax intensely, and with that, so do you. (Molly) You grunt, the pleasure very strong, and then you buck, manhood twitching as you spill yourself in strong pulses onto the ivy leaves that snake the trunk, wishing it were onto my skin. (Molly) I will moan your name into your shirt, and imagine that is what triggers your climax. I am sure it will also trigger mine. Goodnight, my beloved xx * Morgan sighs, closing the book and putting it aside (Molly) **The cat watches him with one open eye for a few moments (Morgan) come on... (Molly) **Ulysses jumps on the bed then gets settled within the warmth of the sheets, and promptly falls asleep * Morgan smiles slightly before trying to sleep (Molly) **He falls asleep easily. He's eighteen again, another cold night in a hammock, snoring men all around, when he starts remembering his dream visitor grinding on him and pleasuring him here. (Molly) **This leads him to thinking of her in that warm study where she was pleasuring him on the couch. And then suddenly, he's back in that dream room of his own making again * Molly is high up the library ladder in the shortened dress he created for her, barefoot. He finds himself stood at the bottom of it. This close he can see beneath the dress, the back of her thighs, the bottom curve of her buttocks** * Molly doesn't look down before saying "Good evening, my Lord" (Morgan) What are you looking for? (Molly) Oh there's all manner of books here, bits of knowledge you have picked up here and there... (Morgan) bits of knowledge _I_ have picked up? * Molly opens a big brown book, sitting on the wide step that is around his head height (Molly) Oh yes. You've filled the books with your knowledge, observations and thoughts. It's quite fascinating, shall I read to you? *she smiles playfully, crossing her legs * Morgan shrugs, looking at her legs * Molly watches him and smiles before she reads aloud from a book "... But this crisp autumn day, Morgan Koertig is just eleven years old, his birthday close enough to the start of the school year that he is here at the Tannen Academy gates beside his proud father. Morgan doesn't want to be here. He wants to be in Sudlachenburg with his mother and Heinzharold, amongst nature, not in this city... * Morgan frowns (Morgan) Thats... * Molly uncrosses her legs, knees together but heels parted two steps down, wiggling her toes. She watches him "shall I read on?" * Morgan nods (Molly) He's been to such places before as they have travelled, but that was different. He is already homesick just looking at this big, soulless school, and tears sting his eyes. He won't cry, not out here in front of the other students, nor in front of his enthusiastic father and excited younger brother who he does not wish to disappoint. * Molly watches him with curiosity * Morgan nods slightly, obviously deep in thought (Molly) There are lots of these books... perhaps you have made this little space to help you get into your own mind better (Morgan) bit odd isn't it? * Molly nods, closing the book (Molly) Have you ever meditated, my Lord? * Morgan shakes his head (Molly) You have heard of it? (Morgan) Can't say I have * Molly holds the book flat on her hand "could you put this back up there?" (Morgan) You can't reach? (Molly) Oh I could, but you should practice... besides, it seemed as if you were enjoying the view *she smiles* * Morgan nods, concentrating (Molly) **the book floats up, slipping into position easily** (Molly) Very good... you're improving (Molly) Would you prefer I come down? (Morgan) not particularly... * Molly nods, smiling (Molly) So... meditation? (Morgan) what about it? (Molly) Meditation is a practice of deep breathing and focus that allows you to become very calm, or turn your attention inwards, be extra aware of your surroundings, or enter a dream-like state that... straddles the line between the waking and the dream worlds (Morgan) I see... (Molly) I think perhaps learning to do it and practicing it regularly may help you develop more control here * Morgan nods (Molly) You are progressing, but if we are to work on meditation, I will probably need to visit you longer than anticipated (Morgan) That is a problem? (Molly) No, it is no problem to me * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * Molly watches him with a smile "Now, would you like to make a start on that this evening, practice your control, look through some of your books, or something else?" (Morgan) I suppose... we _should_ make a start on it * Molly smiles (Molly) _Should_ is not an action, is it? (Morgan) No... (Molly) So instead tell me what you want to do, or intend to do... (Morgan) We'd best start working on it * Molly smiles (Molly) You will want a nice thick rug and a cushion by the fire then * Morgan nods, thinking about it (Molly) **it appears. She raises an eyebrow with a smile* Now, go lie down. * Morgan nods, going to do so * Molly appears beside him, knelt on the rug watching him (Molly) Alright, are you comfortable? * Morgan nods (Molly) Close your eyes... bring your attention to your body... * Morgan does so (Molly) Are there any places that are painful or uncomfortable or that feel tight? (Morgan) No... no there's not (Molly) Very good. Now bring your attention to your breathing... don't try to control it, just feel how it moves into you and out of you (Morgan) alright * Molly lays her hand on his upper chest "feel how it raises my hand as you inhale, and lowers it as you exhale" * Morgan nods slowly, doing so (Molly) Now make it slower... inhale longer, hold it a moment, exhale longer. Notice how it feels, how it slows your heartbeat, how the tension in your body flows away * Morgan nods (Molly) Slower again... I can feel your heartbeat slow... you can feel everything start to just relax * Morgan does as she says (Molly) Soon you will find you do not think, you just feel. The floor, my hand, your breath. It's simple. You are just Being. You are at rest. * Molly stays quiet for a minute, her hand just gently resting on his chest. It is surprisingly peaceful. (Molly) Now, slowly increase your breathing a little, imagine it coming back towards normal, like when you are underwater and moving up to the surface. Your heart will speed up. Your body will become more noticeable to you. Let it be gradual progress. Once you feel back to normal, open your eyes * Morgan nods, trying (Molly) **it works just as she said it would** * Molly smiles, watching over him, hand still on his chest. The firelight makes her long unbound hair glow and shine "how was that?" (Morgan) relaxing... peaceful * Molly nods (Molly) Very good. You did well. And how do you feel now? (Morgan) very... calm.... * Molly smiles (Molly) Excellent (Molly) Would you like to just lie here a minute? (Morgan) I think so * Molly nods. She takes her hand from his chest, just quietly watching the fire * Morgan takes a deep breath, propping himself up on his elbows (Molly) The more you practice, the easier it becomes. Soon you will be able to do it very simply **she smiles at him, gathering her hair into one and twisting it to keep it contained* * Morgan nods (Morgan) and that'll help? (Molly) It is useful in all manner of situations, but it can be used before sleep to reduce nightmares, and I suspect once you have a lot more practice, you will be able to use it to find this place * Molly watches him with a smile (Molly) We still have a little time before you need to wake up... * Morgan nods (Molly) Now what would you like to do? * Morgan shrugs (Molly) Would you like me to sit back on the ladder so you can look at my legs again? *she smiles* * Morgan chuckles (Morgan) I would rather * Molly reappears over there where she was (Molly) Then here I am for your viewing pleasure, my Lord * Morgan nods, getting up and wandering over to her * Molly sits as she was, kneels together, ankles apart and toes wiggling. She watches him (Molly) Is this better? * Morgan nods (Morgan) decidedly * Molly parts her knees an inch with a mischievous smile (Molly) And now? (Morgan) better yet (Molly) You may look with your hands as well as your eyes, if you wish (Morgan) that isn't really looking, is it (Molly) No, I suppose it isnt, my Lord *she smiles, parting her knees another inch* * Morgan nods, placing his hands on her knees * Molly nods, watching him (Molly) Further? (Morgan) further? (Molly) My knees apart * Molly smiles "you want them parted more?" * Morgan nods slightly * Molly does so, to about half way * Morgan runs his hands up her thighs (Molly) That is how you wanted? * Morgan nods * Molly murmurs softly at the feel of his hands (Molly) Good (Molly) And has this sped your heartbeat back up again, hmm? (Morgan) very much so (Molly) Perhaps you will need a little... meditation... afterwards to calm yourself? *she raises both brows playfully* (Morgan) quite possibly * Molly fidgets slightly, and parts her thighs a little more. Due to the height she is sat at, this gives him a very clear view of the most intimate parts of her * Morgan runs his hands higher * Molly moans softly. A book falls from a shelf * Morgan rolls his eyes (Molly) It is just a book... it can wait * Morgan nods, brushing his thumbs against her (Molly) Mmm... that's good... this is new to you? * Morgan nods (Molly) There is no pressure, do not feel rushed, do not overthink it. Explore as you wish * Morgan nods, running his thumbs over her * Molly gasps then moans, fingers wrapping around the handrails of the ladder * Morgan starts to explore her intimately with his thumbs (Molly) Dear Lord! *she breathes heavily, holding on tight to the metal in her grasp* (Morgan) sorry, thats too much? (Molly) No, no... that's amazing * Morgan nods slowly, doing it again * Molly shudders, moaning louder (Molly) That's so good * Morgan nods, making swirling motions with his thumbs * Molly breathes slow and controlled, a bit like she showed him in the meditation * Morgan finds her clit with his thumb, circling it (Molly) You... are really... really... good... at this! (Morgan) I'm making it up as I go along * Molly nods, breathing out very slowly (Molly) Mmmhmmm... it's working marvellously * Morgan nods, concentrating on keeping his rhythm steady * Molly begins fidgeting, her grasp tightening and relaxing on the rail (Molly) Do you... want to stop... before... I peak? * Morgan shakes his head (Morgan) no... * Molly nods, biting her lower lip, her breathing changing to deep, growing breaths. She watches his face raptly (Molly) Alright * Morgan nods, continuing * Molly takes a final deep breath, her back arching as everything tenses. She holds on to the rails as she says moans "Oh god, yes!", climaxing intensely from his ministrations * Morgan grins, carrying on * Molly 's peaking doesn't slow, she is assailed with wave after wave of this intensity, writhing and moaning with pleasure * Morgan continues * Molly bites her lip hard, climaxing violently with a deep shudder * Morgan slows gently to a stop (Molly) Good Lord! I... need a minute... to catch... my breath! * Molly grins, exhaling slowly "That was absolutely incredible!" (Morgan) I'm glad you approved (Molly) Very much! Wow! Did you enjoy it? * Morgan nods (Morgan) absolutely * Molly smiles, taking his hands and kissing both thumbs whilst watching him (Molly) Now, would you like to lie on the rug, and I can help you slow your heart rate again? *there's a definite teasing in her expression* * Morgan watches her (Morgan) I can think of worse things to do... (Molly) And better things? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (Morgan) though that involves me lying down too * Molly nods, sucking her lower lip (Molly) Are you going to tell me, or shall we go back to the rug and you can show me? * Morgan shrugs, blushing (Molly) **a moment later he's laid flat on his back on the rug, and she's laid beside him up on one elbow. She kisses him softly (Molly) Now, can you tell me what you need...? (Morgan) I was... I'd like you to return the favour... * Molly nods, smiling (Molly) That would be my pleasure * Molly lifts his shirt from his waistband, pushing it up to nipple height, and she strokes his stomach in circles working lower towards his waistband * Morgan lies still, relaxing * Molly undoes all three buttons of his placket, moving the fabric out of the way. She runs a single gentle finger down his hardness (Molly) Mmm... you are so beautiful here * Morgan blushes again * Molly encases him in her grip, firm but the stroking movement slow to ease him into it (Molly) I hope that feels even half as good as you touching me did... * Morgan nods (Morgan) it feels wonderful * Molly speeds up (Molly) Good. Let's see if we can finally not have you wake up first, hmm? * Morgan arches his back, nodding * Molly watches him with a fond smile, getting even firmer and faster (Molly) Like that? * Morgan nods * Molly continues like that, and licks his lower lip * Morgan starts to buck against her hand * Molly starts to slow just a little, but keeps the tightness * Morgan 's breathing starts to get ragged, his bucking less rhythmic before he holds his breath, his back arching (Molly) **A shelf of books collapses at one end, sending many volumes sliding to the floor** * Molly slows fractionally again (Molly) That's it, don't lose concentration on what I am doing... * Morgan swells in her hand before loosing ribbons of his seed into the air * Molly continues stroking him, making noise of pleasure just from watching him * Morgan collapses back onto the rug * Molly kisses him quickly on the lips (Molly) Time to go * Morgan looks disappointed but nods * Molly kisses him again, and he wakes ((I'll let you decide what state he wakes up in!)) * Morgan fidgets, hard as expected (Molly) **The cat has gone back to the footstool * Morgan waits a few minutes to calm down before getting out of bed (Molly) **Neither HH or Claudia are on deck when he gets there with coffee, and it is still raining * Morgan frowns before going to the prow (Molly) **Noone interrupts him til dawn, when Sorgi comes to ask if he wants to captain again** * Morgan nods (Morgan) where are the others? ** You're now known as Sorgi (Sorgi) Claudia was on middle so she's asleep. Heinzharold is on his way up * Morgan nods (Sorgi) Nightmares, m'lord? (Morgan) No, for a change... just a dream * Sorgi smiles (Sorgi) Very good * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) makes a change (Sorgi) Long may it continue (Sorgi) **HH can be heard faintly singing** (Morgan) Ah, here he comes * Sorgi excuses himself ** You're now known as HH * HH grins at Morgan (HH) G'dmornin' * Morgan watches him suspiciously (Morgan) morning (HH) Got a new song f' ya (Morgan) oh? * HH starts to sing (HH) There's a man called Heinzharold with a beautiful wife... They'll soon be reunited at _la-ast_... and in three days, just three short days... he'll have his hands on her... *he grins where the word Ass should logically be**... respectfully, and gently! (Morgan) I'm sure she'll appreciate it... perhaps you could sing it for everyone when we get back * HH nods (HH) I will. 'Cept I'm gonna change the name to Morgan an' say you wrote it (Morgan) Its absolutely in keeping with the songs I've written in the past (HH) Sing about yer wife's ass a lot? (Morgan) I don't recall the lyrics being about her backside... (HH) Mebbie ya should, be a bit more darin' (Morgan) No, the songs I've done have gone down well without that * HH sniggers (HH) Go down well, do they? (Morgan) Don't make me hit you... * HH shrugs (HH) Do it if ya wanna. I'm happy b'cause I dreamt o' my wife in yer stables in Innesbruck (Morgan) Its good to see you happy * HH nods (HH) Three days, the we'll be home. Only gotta knock that window seat in an' it's all done. * Morgan nods (Morgan) you've done well with it * HH nods (HH) I'm good with my 'ands (Morgan) when left alone, it seems * HH nods (HH) 'Ow are you? (Morgan) alright (HH) No nightmares? * Morgan shakes his head * HH smiles (HH) Mebbie b'cause we're not long from home? (Morgan) Could be, could be * HH looks at the sky (HH) Bloody rain. I'm gonna see Claudia, then bang yer seat into the wall (Morgan) She's asleep (HH) I'll go see if Dau is miserable and suffrin' then * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * HH goes off singing. The day of sailing goes very well, despite him getting soaked through enough to need to change before dinner. At dinner, he is sat at one end of the table with C and HH, the chatter of the crew at the other end lively, at least twenty of them. They're discussing the upcoming weather. (HH) 1: I think you're wrong (HH) 2: Gonna be a storm, I feel it in my balls **they all laugh** (HH) 3: If Johannes' balls say a storm, I'm expectin' a storm. They're usually right (HH) 1: Maybe it's just from not being on shore for a few days (HH) 2: Not _blue balls_, _storm balls_. Totally different. (HH) **Claudia rolls her eyes, talking quietly to Morgan and HH** No such thing as either. * HH looks at Morgan, smirking (Morgan) Though it brings as new meaning to 'storming the encampment' doesn't it... scrotums bouncing everywhere * HH finds this hilarious, Claudia nods (HH) C: Yuck. Blue balls is something men made up to pressure women into servicing them. * HH frowns slightly "No it's not, tell 'er, Morgan" (HH) **both his friends look at him as if he is the deciding vote** * Morgan sips his drink (Morgan) Its real, but men do use it to pressure women... (HH) Should just deal with it th'mselves (HH) C: somewhere private, away from everyone else. Not around others. * Morgan nods (HH) Difficult to do when y' all live in a hammock (HH) C: Well that's just tough luck. Can't manage it without bothering others, don't become a sailor. * HH drinks his drink, watching Morgan a moment (HH) Reck'n they're right about a storm? (Morgan) Wouldn't be surprised (HH) **The crew are laughing about something different now. Claudia sets down her fork** I've got first watch, I'll see you later * Morgan nods (HH) **Claudia goes. HH watches in her wake** (HH) Well, fuck. (Morgan) what? (HH) I've obviously said summat that's upset her (Morgan) You'll understand soon (HH) Reck'n I should go apologise? (Morgan) Thats quite tough to answe * HH nods (HH) I'll give 'er some time then * Morgan nods (Morgan) good idea (HH) **The crew go, and HH shows Morgan the window seat, which looks good. They play cards again, and eventually bedtime comes once more. The repetitiveness of the days are starting to be noticeable, and he goes through the motions of preparing for bed, the cat on the footstool * Morgan settles into bed, opening the book once more (HH) **The entry talks about Picante, describing what happened there on his desk in detail, and saying how she will murmur the place name as she orgasms with those memories , and hoping that he can vividly remember her saying it at the time** * Morgan closes the book, settling to sleep (HH) **The cat joins him as usual. Sleep is a little elusive but comes eventually. He dreams everything is like reality, aside from the others being back on the ship. He is stood on the deck of the Rose. The day is warm and clear, sea smooth. The breeze feels good on his face, but his neck prickles with magic. * Morgan rubs his neck, looking round (HH) **The prickling stops. Molly suddenly drops from his mental radar. * Morgan goes looking for her (HH) **She's not on deck. Four crewmen are hauling a crate up the stairs, obstructing the way (Morgan) [Where've you gone blossom?] (HH) **He doesn't get a reply. He can feel the pull of the sparkliness, though the crewmen dont seem to notice it, still half way up with their heavy load (Morgan) come on come on (HH) **after a minute, they admit defeat and take it back down so Morgan can pass** * Morgan climbs down past them, continuing his search (HH) **When he gets there, the study door isn't locked. A very sparkly Molly is on the couch, straddling HeinzHarold's lap. Her shift has been pulled down, her breasts bared. His best friend's mouth is around one nipple, his hand cupping the other. Her head is thrown back and she quietly moans, hips rolling. Its impossible to tell if he is inside her or not. (Morgan) What the fuck are you doing? (HH) **They spring apart like a spell has been broken, both getting off the couch and standing a good distance apart. Molly is looking at the floor, HH looking at Morgan. He looks absolutely distraught "Oh god…" His placket is done up but his subsiding erection is still clear. * Morgan glares at them ** You're now known as Molly * Molly looks to Morgan, tears streaming down her cheeks "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" * Molly pulls her dress back up, covering her breasts. The sparkliness remains even through the tears. * Morgan looks at HeinzHarold (Morgan) get out (Molly) **HH looks broken** I'm sorry, it just… I couldn' fight it. I hate myself for what I've done to you. (Morgan) Don't make me ask again (Molly) **HH goes, head lowered. He shuts the door behind him quietly * Molly watches Morgan tears still flowing fast (Molly) I'm sorry, liebes herz (Morgan) What the hell are you doing? You _know_ it only works with me... (Molly) It wasn't a conscious choice, it just happened (Morgan) Bullshit * Molly sits down, face in her hands (Molly) I tripped and banged my head, it was bleeding, so I healed it. It was only so minor, I didn't think anything of it. (Morgan) _You_ are not affected by it, you aren't drawn to others... (Molly) I was this time * Morgan watches her (Morgan) I don't believe you * Molly nods, watching him (Molly) How can I prove it to you? (Morgan) All this time it affects everyone else, but _this_ time, it affects you? How ridiculous does that sound? (Molly) I dont understand it either! Perhaps because he was touching me when I healed? * Morgan slowly shakes his head * Molly cries more, the sparkliness remains (Molly) Then lock me away, and when this is over we will get divorced! (Morgan) I think that may have to be the case * Molly nods, getting off the couch (Molly) It isn't fair, and I think you know that. I shouldn't be punished for something I can't control. (Morgan) This is not punishment. This is me holding my anger within (Molly) With a divorce. * Morgan nods (Morgan) You expect me to remain married when you betray me with my best friend... (Molly) When it was not my fault and is a consequence of my magic, yes. (Morgan) Not your fault that you were straddling him... (Molly) No (Morgan) Not your fault that your breast was in his hand... (Molly) No (Morgan) So he forced you to... (Molly) No. The magic forced us both to (Morgan) Then perhaps you should carry on and fuck him, and I'll make my own arrangements. * Molly frowns (Molly) I dont want to fuck him! (Morgan) Could've fooled me (Molly) I am going to my room! Perhaps the next wife you have will finally be good enough to not yo be such a perpetual disappointment to you! (Morgan) You come up with this nonsensical excuse and expect me to believe it isn't your fault... (Molly) It isn't nonsensical! I am not happy about it either! (Morgan) Which is what you would say... its the perfect excuse (Molly) If I was going to fuck your best friend I wouldn't do it whilst sparkly and you were drawn to come to me, would I? Am I _stupid_?! * Morgan sighs (Morgan) fine, whatevre (Molly) No, you're jealous and you're hurt, but you are going to realise you are making an ass of yourself instead of us working through it together... (Morgan) Perhaps if I went off to fuck someone else, you'd understand... (Molly) Perhaps I have lived with you having previously done so and expect you to be able to at least _try_ * Morgan speaks very quietly, eyes going flat (Morgan) Get out. Right now. * Molly goes into the bedroom, slamming the door as hard as she can before engaging the lock (Molly) Fine, you want a divorce, that is what we will have! I will go and live my own life, you can marry someone like Mina and live happily ever after! * Morgan draws his falchion, looking at it for a moment before hurling it at the top of the door * Molly yelps (Molly) What are you doing?! * Morgan walks out into the hallway ** You're now known as Claudia * Claudia looks pissed off and heading in Morgan's direction (Claudia) What the fuck are you idiots playing at? * Morgan barges past her, heading for the deck * Claudia follows him (Claudia) You stop this, now. (Morgan) Leave me alone (Claudia) No. You're a fucking grown up and you always knew this could happen. Heinzharold's in pieces, so is Inga. Everyone can hear you and Molly shouting, and not a single one of you have thought of Varick in his room, witnessing more of the shit Alarice and Karsten put him through! * Morgan turns, grabbing her and pulling her close (Morgan) Others are drawn to her, but I'm expected to accept she suddenly feels it? Fuck off Claudia * Morgan lets her go * Claudia shoves him hard off her. She looks absolutely incandescent, more angry than he has ever seen her "You dont touch me like that, ever. Do it again and I will fucking gut you" * Morgan holds his arms out wide (Morgan) go on then (Claudia) Don't be such an idiot. You have a child to think of, so fucking suck it up, buttercup. You wanted that kid, you will do right by him. You don't get to fucking opt out. (Morgan) But everyone else gets to do whatever they please with no consequences... screw off, the lot of you * Morgan carries on towards the deck * Claudia hurls a knife, catching him in the back of his thigh * Morgan goes to his knee (Claudia) Get your shit together, Morgan. You're not some fucking free agent running around with a deathwish. You're a husband and a father, carry yourself with the honour and strength of an Eisenman, for fucks sake! * Morgan wrenches the knife out, dropping it on the floor before getting back to his feet * Claudia watches him, drawing another one (Claudia) You done? * Morgan shrugs, turning away and starting to walk again * Claudia throws the second, hitting the other thigh * Morgan goes down to both knees before wrenching that knife free (Claudia) Fucking pack it the fuck in, you hulking ox! (Morgan) What're you gonna do, Claudia? Keep stabbing me til I stop? (Claudia) What are you going to do, Morgan, fucking drown yourself rather than let anyone else make a fucking mistake, even though they have forgiven you your own? (Morgan) Go see if Inga feels its just a fucking mistake... see if being betrayed by her husband and her best friend is acceptable.... (Claudia) I already know she does. She is _consoling_ her husband (Morgan) Because its fucking known that others feel the draw... not Molly... go see how she feels about that fact... (Claudia) You know what, fine. Do whatever the fuck you want, the same as you always have, regardless of the fucking consequences to the rest of us. You're such a fucking stubborn asshole none of us are ever getting through to you. (Morgan) Thats because you hold me to a higher fucking standard while you lot all get to do as you please. Get the fuck out of my face * Claudia shakes her head "You're determined to destroy your own life because you cant let shit go." (Morgan) What, like you have? (Morgan) you sanctimonious fucker (Claudia) Yeah, being gang raped is equal to your wife and best friend getting carried away. Fuck you, Morgan. **she turns her back on him, walking off** * Morgan mutters as he tries to get up (Claudia) **she manages to side step Varick, who comes up on deck carrying the raggedy bear he sleeps with. He has the saddest, most worn expression Morgan has ever seen in a child** ** You're now known as Varick (Varick) Papa? (Morgan) Varick... (Varick) Why is life so hard? (Morgan) I don't know (Varick) Will I go to another family now? * Morgan watches him (Morgan) I don't know what will happen now (Varick) I am never loving anyone ever again! (Morgan) Your loving us has nothing to do with whats happened (Varick) If I loved you enough, you would stay being a nice kind family for me, not a family that shouts and hurts each other (Morgan) Its nothing to do with that, Varick, I promise.... * Varick shrugs (Varick) I dont care. I am choosing not to love any of you anymore. * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I understand * Varick nods (Varick) **there's a single chime, and he realises he's dreaming* (Morgan) oh thank god... Varick, everything will be fine, I promise * Varick looks at Morgan, then nods (Varick) Everything will be okay * Morgan nods before waking (Varick) **Ulysses is still curled up under the sheets * Morgan climbs out of bed and getting dressed ** You're now known as HH * HH and Claudia are both on deck. It's rainy and very blustery, both have big coats on. * Morgan comes up with coffee, going straight to the rail (HH) **The weather is truly dreadful. His coffee is soon diluted by the deluge. His friends come over** (HH) Gonna want a tankard with a lid f' that! **he has to talk loudly over the whipping wind** (Morgan) aye (HH) C: This weather is too much for her. We're going to have to sit tight a few hours (Morgan) We'd rip the sails off the mast if we tried to sail in this * HH nods (HH) Gonna mean sunday afternoon, not sunday morning (HH) C: If it keeps on like this, I reckon it's more like Monday or even Tuesday * Morgan grinds his teeth * HH says "Fucks sake!" (HH) C: Nothing we can do but hope (HH) Need my lil darlin with us. Y' know what they say about bare bubbies calmin' a storm * Morgan tips his coffee out, moving away from the rail (Morgan) I'm going to get another drink (HH) C: *she pulls her collar up higher to keep the rain out** Go with him, Heinzharold (HH) Get outta the rain, y' mean? (HH) C: *she shakes her head* Just go so I don't have to hear any more about Inga's breasts! * Morgan walks away, down to the galley * HH salutes her, following Morgan (HH) Bloody 'ell, I've come outta the sea drier! * Morgan nods, filling his cup and sitting down * HH pours his own (HH) It's only half day, don't get too down * Morgan nods, staring at his coffee * HH looks at him (HH) Hey. You haven't gotten stuck in sixty seven again have you? (Morgan) No (HH) Okay. Whatcha wanna do to kill a few hours? I got no more building t' do (Morgan) I don't want to do anything * HH sighs (HH) They'll understand why were late (Morgan) I know (HH) So what's on yer noggin'? * Morgan scowls at his coffee * HH puts a hand on his shoulder (HH) Morgan... you need to be open about what's goin' on with ya, we can't keep an eye on you otherwise (Morgan) Just let it alone for a bit... I'm working through it. * HH nods (HH) I'm gonna go keep an eye on Dau then * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * HH leaves him alone in the galley. The wind batters the ship, making her bob noticeably. It's no better when he gets back to the study, and after dawn the dark rain clouds means a lantern is still necessary (HH) **the storm continues for hours, and even when lunch is brought to his room it's only quieting a little. Sorgi arrives when he is done ** You're now known as Sorgi (Sorgi) M'lord, I want your input on a decision (Sorgi) We can either try getting on the move, or wait til rest of the day and see how tomorrow is? (Morgan) It chafes at me, being sat still * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) Me too. We'll try it, see how it goes? (Morgan) If you think its safe enough to try (Sorgi) We can drop anchor again if need * Morgan pushes his lunch away, standing up (Morgan) alright, lets get on the move * Sorgi goes up on deck. It is bloody windy, but the angle is right and it is more consistent. They manage a few hours, half a day definitely lost, before they have to give up for the night. HH taps on the study door just before dinner ** You're now known as HH (HH) Hey man, comin' to dinner or want it in here? (Morgan) I'll have it here * HH nods (HH) Want comp'ny? * Morgan nods (Morgan) is Claudia awake? * HH nods (HH) Y' want her? (Morgan) her too please * HH goes off, coming back soon afterwards with Claudia, food and blokners * HH and Claudia get comfortable at the desk (HH) I reck'n it'll blow over now, nice dry weather for t'morrow (Morgan) I hope so. (HH) Wanna get back 'ome * Morgan nods (HH) C: **she looks at Morgan** how are you? (Morgan) I'm not doing great (HH) C: What's going on? * Morgan grinds his teeth for a moment (Morgan) nightmare... Molly had to heal herself and she and HeinzHarold... she said she felt the draw too and couldn't help it (HH) **Claudia looks at Heinzharold, who just looks horrified** (HH) C: *she looks back to Morgan* But that didn't happen (Morgan) No, I know... we rowed, and I was trying to get away from everyone... you stabbed me... twice... probably rightfully so (HH) C: I would only stab you in an emergency (Morgan) I put my hands on you... I was ready to throw myself into the ocean... (HH) C: Then you deserved it *she smiles slightly* * HH looks at Morgan (HH) I'm sorry. I know it didn' happen, but I'm still sorry (Morgan) Its... no... Am I that sort of person now? (HH) Whacha mean? (HH) **Claudia also looks puzzled* (Morgan) I practically attacked Claudia... threw the sword you made me away... said some things that, even for it being a dream, I'm ashamed of... I was going to hold onto a cannon ball and jump in... abandon everything... is that who I am? * HH shakes his head (HH) I don' think so (HH) C: *she shrugs* You'd be mad as hell, probably wouldn't talk to anyone for days, but I think you're better than that * Morgan shrugs (HH) What do _you_ reck'n? (Morgan) I don't know... tough to tell when I've had a nightmare... difficult to throw off how it felt * HH , entirely innocent, clearly feels very guilty (HH) C: You wouldn't do that to Varick * Morgan looks at HeinzHarold (Morgan) stop it... you've nothing to feel bad about (HH) You'd feel bad if it was th' other way round (Morgan) maybe (HH) C: what's going on with it? A nightmare? A warning? (Morgan) I don't know... just a nightmare I think... * HH drinks some blokners (HH) That's why y' been weird with me all day (Morgan) No... when I said I was trying to work through it, that was the truth... * HH nods (HH) Now what? (Morgan) what do you mean? (HH) Y' still gonna be avoidin' me? Y'need me to stay away from Molly? (Morgan) No... I wasn't avoiding you... I just needed time to think it out... the thing thats worrying me is my reaction (HH) Think it's a sign y' aren't as healed as y' think? (Morgan) Could be (HH) C: Sounds like maybe you've built so much of your recovery around her that the moment anything harms that you go off the rails again * Morgan nods * HH winces "Don't sugarcoat it Claudia!" (Morgan) Something else... it seemed... like... I do something wrong and I've got to make amends... but anything anyone else does, I'm just expected to let it go, no matter what it is (HH) C: Like with that whore? * Morgan nods (HH) *HH looks thoughtful* (Morgan) Last night, my being... livid... you told me to just get over it... like my being upset was entirely unreasonable (HH) C: *she shrugs* sounds like the sort of thing I would say. Like when I told you it was stupid as fuck giving the silent treatment when you had the row with Molly about the dream she wouldn't tell you about * HH sips his blokners, watching Morgan's reaction (Morgan) Its more than just you being blunt... Molly just expected me to accept it and be fine about it... (HH) Hang on, last night, or when she wouldn't tell you the nightmare? (Morgan) last night... but it feels like thats the case in general (HH) C: why did she think that? (Morgan) She said she felt the draw... couldn't be blamed... (HH) She doesn't norm'ly feel any of it? (Morgan) No, not at all (HH) So she draws you, you want 'er like mad, but she's only got 'er normal level of attraction to you? (Morgan) Seems that way (Morgan) doesn't feel any attraction to others... whereas... well, you know (HH) She thinks yer as sexy as the rest o' womankind thinks I am? (HH) C: Not me! (HH) Think mebbie you feel like noones being as accountable as y' expect us to be? (Morgan) Could be (HH) Not really sure 'ow to fix that * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) Just seems like I'm expected to let everything go but that isn't the same for me (HH) C: Like what? (Morgan) I don't know.... its stupid, I know (HH) C: Not dream shit, but actual real life shit. * Morgan shrugs (HH) HH: *he nods* can't say I really feel like we 'old you to a higher standard... but I'll keep an eye out if y' want * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) obviously just me then (HH) C: Maybe the problem is actually between you and Molly, not you and the rest of us (Morgan) I don't think so (HH) Jus' tell us. Point it out if a problem comes up * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) alright (HH) We good? (Morgan) There wasn't a point that we weren't... * HH nods (HH) C: *she smiles slightly** so where did I stab you? (Morgan) back of both thighs (Morgan) threw daggers at me (HH) C: *she nods, impressed* Good throws? (Morgan) must've been (HH) C: *she grins* hurt? ** You are now disconnected ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Thursday, 28 October 2021 18:42:16 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [18:06] (HH) C: *she grins* hurt? * Morgan nods (Molly) C: Never going to get to stab you in real life, I may as well make the most of that (Molly) **HH laughs** (Morgan) I'm not sure if I'm disturbed by that statement (Molly) *Claudia shrugs* (Molly) HH: Sounds like she's considered it! (Morgan) doesn't it (Molly) *Claudia just shrugs again* (Molly) C: Or I am messing with you (Morgan) I don't know I'd be willing to place money on it either way (Molly) HH: me either (Molly) **The evening is peaceful then, HH showing off all the window seat detail to a bored Claudia who has no interest in his woodwork. They play cards a bit again, equally winning. With wishes for a better night, they leave Morgan at bedtime. * Morgan does his prep for nightmares and gets into the bed (Molly) **Ulysses ignores him as normal * Morgan opens the book, reading that mornings letter (Molly) Friday 30th, morning. My love, we are so close now to your theoretical return, and I am sure Inga and I will be all aflutter to see our husbands again! I am not sure what time tomorrow you are likely to arrive, but I doubt I shall get much sleep out of anticipation of seeing you again! I so look forward to many parts of you being back, but it is the little moments where you touch my hair, hands or face that I no doubt am missing so badly. Always, M xx * Morgan closes the book, dragging the negligee to his face ** logs has quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) ** logs has joined #7thsea (Molly) **The time in the wardrobe helped, but it's fading again ** (Molly) **The cat miaows ** (Morgan) Come on, lets get some sleep (Molly) **The cat gets into bed as usual, and Morgan is soon asleep too* (Molly) **He has been humming their Allemande a Dieu most of the very cold trip from Johstadt where he got the news the War was over to the house where he knows from his letters that his wife has chosen to stay until he returned for her. (Molly) **He hasn't seen her since a few days after their wedding back in the summer, which has been painful when there has been no fighting and it all seemed futile. As it turned out, it was the beginning of the end. (Molly) **He first asks the butler for somewhere to get cleaned up and shaved, wanting to be fresh and nice for her. He is then given directions to the music room, because he has never been here before. (Molly) **The house is nice, comfortable, and the servants relaxed but polite. He gets to a big white door, purple, pink and blue forget-me-nots in a vase beside it. From within, their Allemande a Dieu is being played. * Morgan pushes open the door * Molly is sat at the piano and looks up at the noise. She gasps excitedly then smiles happily "Would it be awfully unseemly for a noble wife to be completely overjoyed to see her husband safely home to her?" (Morgan) Not at all I think (Molly) I am so see you! *she blushes* I mean, I am so glad to see you! * Molly pushes back the bench, coming towards him. Her dress is close fitting, the swelling of her belly is new. She is obviously increasing, something she has not written to him about at all * Morgan looks at her belly (Morgan) you didn't tell me... * Molly smiles, coming to take his hands (Molly) I wanted to be sure all was well and with the truce I thought it best to wait til I saw you * Morgan nods (Morgan) I see * Molly frowns slightly (Molly) You are displeased... (Morgan) Saddened I didn't know... but your reasoning makes sense * Molly nods (Molly) I only felt the quickening three days ago... * Morgan nods (Molly) The midwife thinks it may be twins… *she smiles excitedly* I have felt quickening on both sides at the same time. (Morgan) Twins?! * Molly nods (Molly) Yes, two babies. * Morgan nods (Morgan) and you, you are well? * Molly nods (Molly) I was very tired and a little queasy at first, but I am well now (Molly) **she sounds a little apologetic* I know it is quick, I really did not think it would happen before you left to go back to your unit, but it seems only a few days were all that were needed! (Morgan) so it seems * Molly looks concerned (Molly) You seem unhappy (Morgan) Just surprised... I was not expecting it, thats all * Molly nods (Molly) I should have warned you, I'm sorry * Morgan shakes his head (Morgan) no no, its fine * Molly nods (Molly) We will be travelling to Sudlachenburg soon? I should imagine you wish your children born there? * Morgan nods (Morgan) I think that would be the right thing to do (Molly) The babies will come around March or April, so three or four more months * Molly smiles up at him * Morgan nods, taking her hands * Molly blushes, smiling warmly (Molly) I am so glad you are back and the War is over. The future looks so bright and happy now * Morgan nods (Morgan) its about time * Molly nods (Molly) I have missed you, Morgan (Morgan) and I you * Molly watches him a long moment (Molly) **There's a tap on the door and the butler brings in a letter on a silver tray, retreating once Molly has it. She opens it immediately, running her eyes down the page. (Morgan) problem? * Molly gasps sharply, hand coming to cover her mouth. She shakes her head with disbelief, horror in her eyes (Molly) It's Seb. Oh my God. He's dead. * Morgan moves to stand slightly behind her (Morgan) when? (Molly) Five days ago... He… he drowned… they were celebrating the truce… he was drunk, went over...they… *she makes a little sob before continuing* … they found him washed up on the beach *she begins to cry* * Morgan pulls her to him (Morgan) I'm sorry * Molly turns so she's against his chest, crying. It feels different holding her than when he left her because of his children growing within her (Molly) We can wait until after the funeral before we leave? (Morgan) of course * Molly nods (Molly) **There's a knock at the door, and David calls through, his voice sounding as full of emotions as hers** Moll? Are you in here? (Molly) Yes, Papa, we're in here (Molly) **David looks very upset when he comes in, also holding a letter. He looks surprised to see Morgan** I'm sorry, good afternoon, my Lord * Morgan waves a hand dismissively (Morgan) Are you alright? (Molly) **He looks at Molly, then Morgan** She has told you about Sebastian? (Molly) **the grandfather clock chimes for one o'clock** * Morgan nods (Molly) D: It's a great shock. He was expected back any day now * Morgan nods * Molly moves to Morgan's side, but stays very close (Molly) D: It is good to see you back, especially now *he nods towards Molly's bump* * Morgan nods (Morgan) it was something of a surprise (Molly) D: An excellent surprise, especially with such unhappy news * Morgan nods (Molly) D: Perhaps if one is a boy you might consider calling him Sebastian...? (Molly) **The dawn watch chimes three times, and he awakens** ** You're now known as Ulysses * Ulysses is sat on Morgan's chest, staring at him in the tiny amount of light from the moon outside * Morgan reaches up, stroking the cats head * Ulysses miaows questioningly (Morgan) just a dream... * Ulysses miaows questioningly again (Morgan) what? * Ulysses starts licking one of his eyebrows (Morgan) you strange little fella * Ulysses purrs * Ulysses gets off the bed, scratching at the wardrobe door again * Morgan nods, getting out of bed, taking the negligee to put back in the wardrobe (Ulysses) **the scent is definitely stronger here * Morgan tucks the negligee inside one of the dresses * Ulysses rubs against his leg * Morgan closes the wardrobe before starting to get dressed (Ulysses) **As soon as he is up on the deck something doesn't seem right** * Morgan slowly scans the deck, then moves on to scanning the horizon (Ulysses) **The sky is clear, approaching first light. And it is all still. Too still. There is no breeze. * Morgan pinches his forearm (Ulysses) **it hurts an appropriate amount** * Morgan frowns, walking to the prow and looking down at the water (Ulysses) **it is moving, but it's going to be nigh on impossible to make any progress on. They are effectively becalmed, and would probably be mostly stationary even without the anchor (Morgan) what the hell... (Ulysses) **Sorgi comes striding up on deck, Koen in his wake** ** You're now known as Sorgi * Sorgi heads in Morgan's direction (Sorgi) What do you make of this then? (Morgan) Something isn't right (Sorgi) Never seen on of these before? * Morgan shakes his head (Sorgi) It's a dead zone. Get them after a sharp storm very rarely (Morgan) doesn't seem right... (Sorgi) Eerie. But I've been in two during my time * Morgan sighs, visibly relaxing (Sorgi) Two choices, m'lord. Drop both pilot boats, try to tow her... or wait it out. (Morgan) Its going to be another day wasted isn't it (Sorgi) Probably, m'lord. Nine hour dead zone back in forty nine, Eighteen in fifty five. * Morgan sighs (Morgan) alright, lets hoist the main sail, get it looked over, make sure its in good condition since we've got the stillness * Sorgi nods, giving Koen the order (Sorgi) Crew are going to be spooked by it, m'lord (Morgan) Can't say I blame them... I'm spooked.... I thought maybe I was trapped in another dream... (Sorgi) No, m'lord, just some freak weather * Morgan nods (Sorgi) **HH comes up on deck, making a beeline for Morgan** What th' fucks goin' on? Someone flash some bubbies at the storm and now we got no weather at all?! * Sorgi looks at Morgan "What are... bubbies?... m'lord?" (Morgan) bubbies is how an eight year old refers to breasts... * Sorgi looks like he might ask then just decides not to (Sorgi) HH: Where's all th' wind? (Morgan) not here (Sorgi) HH: There's always wind at sea. (Morgan) happens after a storm sometimes (Sorgi) HH: 'ow we supposed to move now? (Morgan) We get a thousand little fishies, and make harnesses for them... (Sorgi) HH *he grumbles* Not getting 'ome tomorrow now, are we? (Morgan) I don't think so... other option, as Sorgi says, is to drop the pilot boats and try to tow her.... (Sorgi) Either way, m'lord, it's going to be Monday at the very earliest. Might be Tuesday, even Wednesday, I'm afraid. (Morgan) So we may as well take the time to make any repairs we need to, check things over and gather our strength ready for when the wind returns (Sorgi) HH: *he sighs* Lookin' like yer majesty might even miss his birthday at home too now * Morgan nods (Morgan) I would imagine so (Sorgi) **The very long still morning is taken up with checking things over, cleaning and other maintenance tasks, but the crew are as jumpy as cats. Heinzharold is definitely out of sorts too, not even winding Morgan and Claudia up. He lounges around Morgan's study after lunch, reading whilst Morgan puts more time into the tin whistle, starting to make good progress. The hours are dragging, so near yet so far from home. (Sorgi) About three o'clock, something changes, and suddenly they can feel air coming in from the open window. HH looks to Morgan "Y' feel that?" ** You are now disconnected (Connection timed out)