------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Friday, 29 October 2021 17:25:10 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea * Morgan nods, getting up (HH) **HH whoops like Varick would, dashing up onto deck * Morgan follows him up (HH) **Up here the sails that are out for examination are being filled nicely, a decent breeze has returned (HH) **Sorgi head towards them with a smile** Looks like the dead zone has moved east, m'lord * Morgan nods (Morgan) lets make what time we can (HH) **Sorgi gives urgent orders to get underway. The wind is in their favour * HH looks at Morgan (HH) Thank fuck f' that! Thought I was gonna have t' hear you playin' for days on end! (Morgan) I think I'll wake you by serenading you each morning from now on (HH) And piss off my sleepin' wife? (Morgan) she'll understand when I explain (HH) Rather she wakes me up th'n you *he grins* * Morgan sighs (Morgan) we've still lost a day (HH) Yeah... but we haven't lost tomorrow too, so gotta look on th' bright side * Morgan nods (HH) You should still be 'ome for yer birthday on Tuesday (Morgan) hopefully * HH puts a hand on his shoulder (HH) Think o' it this way, back when we were tugging out that cow, or in th' freezing cold beds in Ashford, you'da been grateful as fuck t' be just a couple more days from her. * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (HH) So come on, let's sit up in the riggin' and enjoy the breeze a bit. Otherwise I'll tell 'er ya spent the day pining an' miserable (Morgan) I want to get a look east anyway... see if Alice made up any time on us * HH nods, climbing up * Morgan climbs up behind him (HH) Would be just yer luck for Molly to run into them on the dock b'fore you can warn her! * Morgan nods (Morgan) yes, it would * HH gets right up, and they swap out of the nest with the man who was there, squeezing in together so Morgan can use the big spyglass (HH) See anythin'? (HH) **There's no sign of the Blessing, but it's unsurprising given the Rose's speed** (Morgan) No... not surprising really, but since we were sat still so long, thought maybe she'd have caught up * HH looks at him, smiling slightly, but stays silent (Morgan) what are you smiling at? (HH) You do know that wind affects _all_ the little boaties that are floatin' on the sea, yeah? (Morgan) Yes, but I thought maybe it wasn't that big a dead zone... * HH shrugs (HH) Weird as fuck. Ne'er seen that b'fore (Morgan) Me either * HH nods, just enjoying the breeze * Morgan stretches (Morgan) At least we'll cover some distance today (HH) Take what we can get. E'ery mile is one closer. (HH) Didn' even get round to askin' you how y' slept! * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) alright (HH) Not long now and you'll be back to sleepin' with someone else's hair all over yer face, and little cold feet on yer shins *he grins* (Morgan) Thats pretty much the deal with Ulysses to be honest (HH) Gonna have trouble kickin' him out when she's back? (Morgan) Probably... (HH) Managed t' avoid being watched on yer wedding day, might be doomed to it now! (Morgan) I'll just tell him to go away * HH nods (HH) Noone wants an audience... *he grins* (HH) 'Cept those who like taverns... * Morgan holds up a finger, staring intently at the horizon * HH looks in that direction, squinting (HH) See them? (Morgan) No, I just wanted you to be quiet * HH laughs (HH) You'da been miserable as fuck on this trip wi'out me here talkin' (Morgan) probably (HH) Y' know how many times you've thanked me? (Morgan) three (HH) None. As usual. *he grins* * Morgan looks at him, obviously troubled * HH punches him in the arm (HH) I'm windin' you up * Morgan nods slightly, looking away (HH) C'mere * HH opens his arms * Morgan nods, hugging his friend (HH) It's all good, I know y' love me * Morgan nods (HH) I'm irresistible, see? * Morgan blinks slowly, frowning (Morgan) I need to get my hands on the Nieblungen * HH looks confused (HH) What? (Morgan) My nightmare... she felt the draw because you were in physical contact when she woke.... I'm hoping they'll know if thats possible (HH) Ne'er happened before? (HH) ((Gimme a mo to double check)) (HH) **With the first, in July where she healed Sorgi, Morgan was touching her. In August with Gottlieb, September with Cook, and October with Elsie, noone was. (Morgan) Only person who's ever been in contact with her at that point is me (HH) And 'ow would you be able to tell the diff'rence between how much she norm'ly wants to jump yer bones an' that? (Morgan) my point is... I want to know if her being in contact with someone _else_, like my nightmare, would result in that situation (HH) Jus' incase it could happen * Morgan nods (HH) Need t' go to Eisen next then? (Morgan) we'll be headed that way before too long * HH nods (HH) Jus' gotta keep our fingers crossed til then * Morgan nods (HH) Hopefully that babe's in no hurry * Morgan nods (Morgan) I hope not (HH) Must be tough (Morgan) what? (HH) Having yer wife have that effect * Morgan nods (Morgan) very (HH) *With the Rose thankfully moving again, they sail as long after dusk as they can risk given the coastline. He and HH hang out up in the crows nest just chatting. Once anchored and the dark has come, Sorgi brings the map to his study again** (HH) I know we were supposed to have been back this morning, m'lord but I think we can manage Monday morning now if there's no more hold ups ** You're now known as Sorgi (Morgan) All in all, we've lost two days * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) Hoped we wouldn't need three full weeks, but sometimes that's how it goes, m'lord * Morgan nods (Sorgi) How are you, m'lord? Had a few better nights? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) had a rough one night before last... last night was tolerable * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) Two more nights, we should have you safely home (Morgan) Winds allowing... * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) As always * Morgan nods (Sorgi) Tomorrow night we might get as far as Morgan's Rock, if the conditions are excellent (Morgan) So... not that far then... (Sorgi) No, m'lord *he smiles* (Morgan) chances of us having excellent conditions are... slender, given the luck we've had so far * Sorgi nods (Sorgi) Even if we dont reach the island, we shouldn't be long from Tawstock anyway * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (Sorgi) **Once the Rose is settled, and after dinner, he sits alone to write the latest dreams. As he is recalling the one of Molly meeting him and Jana at the coaching office, two things strike him. Firstly, she said her elder sister _is_ called Cecily, so possibly a path in which Cecily didn't drown** * Morgan scratches his chin, making a 'huh' noise (Sorgi) **Secondly, she was a frequent visitor to her cousin Lucinda in Coleraine. He knows Lucinda is the name of the girl Richard Roberts loved who drowned, who Molly reminded him of. He also knows Richard Roberts was the estates manager at Coleraine, and in his dream Molly had said she could easily get a servant from Coleraine to return the coach** (Morgan) fuck ** You're now known as Ulysses * Ulysses jumps up on the desk, miaowing (Morgan) what? It offends your sensibilities? * Ulysses rolls on Morgan's writing * Morgan rubs the cats belly * Ulysses climbs onto his shoulders, freeing him to finish writing about Molly making Jana laugh and the dawn watch telling him it was a dream * Ulysses waits whilst he writes the other dreams before going into the bedroom * Morgan does so * Ulysses is in his usual space. During his regular prep, he doesn't find the negligee in the bed * Morgan looks at the cat (Morgan) where is it? * Ulysses doesnt move * Morgan nudges the cat * Ulysses looks at him but doesnt get up (Morgan) Where is it? * Ulysses stretches and yawns in Morgan's face (Morgan) Appreciate your help... * Morgan goes to look in the wardrobe (Ulysses) **It isn't in the dress he vaguely recalls putting it in * Morgan sighs, starting a thorough search for it (Ulysses) **after hunting, he finally finds it on the bottom of the wardrobe (Morgan) figures * Morgan takes it over to the bed, climbing in * Ulysses just curls up again * Morgan gets the book, opening it (Ulysses) Saturday 31st, morning. Good morning, my love! If all goes as planned, we should be just a few hours away now from being reunited. I am sure I will be excited and well as nervous! Just the thought of getting to see you again gives me butterflies, and as I write this you haven't even left yet! Soon, my love xx * Morgan sighs, putting the book aside and curling up with his face against the negligee * Ulysses doesnt wait, just coming and getting into the bed (Ulysses) **He falls asleep quickly. Eighteen year old Morgan Koertig had never faced down Kauffmann over rifles, because it did not rain. Instead of being laid up in his hammock having met the Captain's Daughter, he got leave. (Ulysses) It is January 31st 1661, the day of the Shadowfayre, and he is in the crowd in the village watching the dancers around the shadow pole. He had hoped to catch up with his best friend, but hasn't managed to. (Ulysses) Instead he waits here, watching for Heinzharold, sixty-one's Shadow King, and whichever local girl is the Shadow Queen, to appear on the cart as is tradition. (Ulysses) Edward isn't here, he's still at the Academy, and it has been nice to have Verity and Adalbrecht to himself. The latter is stood beside Morgan. ** You're now known as Adalbrecht (Adalbrecht) It's good to have you here for the Shadowfayre, Morgan. * Morgan nods (Morgan) its good to be home * Adalbrecht nods with a smile to various villagers who come to wish them a Happy Shadowfayre, waiting until it is just the two of them before saying (Adalbrecht) I have always missed home when I have been away for it * Morgan nods (Adalbrecht) Your Mother handles it admirably, and one day your Grafin will do also. * Morgan nods (Morgan) I imagine so (Adalbrecht) **The cart appears to cheering. Heinzharold looks tipsy despite it being quite early, and disgustingly handsome in his fancy costume, but it is the blonde on his arm that really steals Morgan's attention. Her dress is lilac with white flowers, and she radiates an angelic purity. Her flaxen blonde hair is partly loose but weaved with flowers. (Adalbrecht) "... - I think." * Morgan glances at his father (Morgan) sorry, what? * Adalbrecht looks at him "Did you mean "Excuse me, I did not hear you?" * Morgan grins (Morgan) I think I meant 'please forgive me gracious lord, I was dumbstruck by beauty in yon carriage, pray repeat your important missive' (Adalbrecht) ** She is unfamiliar, a few years younger. HH leads her on to a little platform. Adalbrecht looks at Morgan** I said she would be a good wife for Heinzharold, I think. (Morgan) I suppose so... I think she's rather lovely * Adalbrecht looks at her (Adalbrecht) She's certainly a pretty child (Adalbrecht) **Dietlinde looks around the crowd. She catches Morgan's eye with a polite smile, and registers Adalbrecht at his side before looking away** (Morgan) aye, she is (Adalbrecht) Time for my participation. I will tell Heinzharold you are here. (Morgan) See if he'll introduce me to her, will you? * Adalbrecht looks at his son (Adalbrecht) She is the daughter of a seamstress and a labourer. Do not get any ideas. * Morgan sighs, looking disappointed * Adalbrecht looks at him with equal disappointment (Adalbrecht) Keep your attention on Lady Hapsburg, she would be a suitable match. * Morgan watches his father appraisingly for a moment (Morgan) you married for love... * Adalbrecht watches him right back (Adalbrecht) We will be having a discussion about this later. * Morgan nods (Morgan) yes sir (Adalbrecht) **HH is chatting to Dietlinde, making her laugh and blush. Adalbrecht goes over and starts addressing the crowd, words Morgan has heard many times at these events before. The young couple are crowned, and toasts of blokners or appelschlaft are raised. (Adalbrecht) **The traditional token kiss is given on the lips. That is the same as always. What isn't is that his best friend and his shadow queen are still looking at each other as they break apart, both looking like they would like to repeat it. * Morgan sighs, looking away (Adalbrecht) **Then suddenly, there's an odd whispery noise, and the shadow pole falls with a crash and screams from the villagers. It hits an old lady. There's a lot of helpers nearby who immediately remove the pole and tend her. HH gives another glance to Dietlinde before moving a little away to accept yet another drink * Adalbrecht calls for everyone to remain calm and not crowd those helping * Morgan moves around the edge of the crowd (Adalbrecht) **There's a servant girl stood nearby, thirteen or so. She's blonde and looks unsure of herself, and she's crying as she watches the unfolding tragedy of the old lady. Seeing her face gives him deja vu, because it is Inga. Then he wakes up. ** You're now known as Ulysses * Morgan looks at the cat (Morgan) what the hell? * Ulysses has put himself between Morgan and the negligee. He miaows. It feels like barely an hour has passed * Morgan sighs (Morgan) what was that about, hmm? * Ulysses purrs, going back to sleep (Morgan) great help... * Morgan settles back down (Ulysses) **It takes a while to relax his mind, but once he has the negligee again he falls asleep once more. He finds himself in Molly's dream, about to open the door of the brothel in Kingston. He is dressed in his regular Master-at-arms clothing* ** You're now known as Molly * Morgan pushes the door open, moving inside (Molly) **She is once again made up and prepared for another night of work, alone at present washing glasses in a bucket on the bar. Without looking up, she says** Sorry, sweetheart, we ain't open fer an hour yet. (Morgan) Mind if I just wait here? * Molly smiles when she sees him, eyes lingering on his flirtily "Well now, my e'ening sudd'ly looks a lot more pleasurable, 'less there's another girl ye be wantin' t'day" * Morgan shakes his head * Molly smiles "Take a seat, 'less ye fancy dryin' glasses?" (Morgan) I could do that * Molly motions him with her finger to join her behind the bar * Morgan does so (Molly) Soon as this is done, I 'ave some free time... * Molly gives him a tea towel * Morgan takes it, starting to dry (Molly) Didn' think ye'd be back, given how quick ye disappeared las' time * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I suppose I'm unpredictable (Molly) Very! Didn' even tell any of the others 'bout what ye did to me, noone would believe it anyway! * Morgan chuckles (Morgan) glad I made an impression * Molly nods rapidly, smiling at him (Molly) Ye surely did * Molly keeps washing * Morgan nods (Molly) So, yer here b'cause ye miss me and yer okay? *she smiles* * Morgan smiles slightly (Morgan) something like that, aye * Molly nods. She makes rapid work of the last few glasses before taking out the dirty water and returning. She starts putting away the dry glasses (Molly) Just a bit lonely? (Morgan) Could say that I suppose... * Molly finishes the job, then leans back against the counter, watching him with a smile "So, now ye have me all to yerself..." * Morgan nods, watching her (Molly) Ye wanna go upstairs? (Morgan) can do... though I was hoping we could talk * Molly smiles (Molly) Can ye talk on yer back? (Morgan) I expect so * Molly takes him up to the same room, where she kicks off her shoes before lying on the bed with her back to the wall. Then she pats the space beside her "lie down, an' we'll talk" * Morgan does * Molly watches him (Molly) What would ye like t' talk about? (Morgan) you, mostly (Molly) Were ye hopin' to be bored t' sleep? * Molly smiles, stroking his arm (Morgan) I don't think that'd be the case at all (Molly) What would ye like to know? (Morgan) lets start with your hopes and dreams blossom * Molly smiles (Molly) Most would say there's not much point a lass in a place like this 'aving any! (Molly) My hopes an' dreams... learn to read, leave Balig... sail somewhere an' find work as a guv'ness. What about yers? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) find a Balig girl to take all over the world * Molly smiles (Molly) Gonna be one very lucky girl, tongue like yers! * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I suppose (Molly) Trust me! What else would ye like to know? (Morgan) siblings? (Molly) Two living, both brothers who are older (Molly) An' ye? (Morgan) a brother (Molly) Gotta say, this is the oddest con'sation I've over had with a man, especially in my bed. Norm'ly they ask what turns me on, or to talk dirty to them? (Morgan) What do they ask for, if they've no intention of doing it? (Molly) Cuddlin' generally. Sometimes while they do it themselves. Sometimes they 'ave wives left at home they don't wanna be unfaithful to (Morgan) No, I mean... why ask you what turns you on if they're not going to do that * Molly shrugs (Molly) B'cause they don't want th' honest answer, they want me t' say what turns me on is what _they_ like. * Morgan nods slightly (Morgan) I see * Molly smiles, watching him again, still stroking his arm (Molly) How about ye tell me what turns ye on? (Morgan) mostly you (Molly) That is unfortunately specific fer ye! *she looks genuinely amused* * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) its not been an issue thus far * Molly smiles, moving up to one elbow and stroking her fingers down his neck (Molly) What else would ye like to know? (Morgan) what else would you like to tell me? * Molly smiles (Molly) Hmmm... I dont know... would you like to know that I've pretended every man I've been with since you were here was you? (Molly) Ye* * Molly watches his expression (Morgan) Depends if its true... * Molly nods (Molly) I can't even remember anythin' about any of them now (Morgan) I really did make an impression... * Molly nods (Molly) Ye did. Ne'er met any man who cared about what I would enjoy, cert'ly not one who could walk away wi'out spendin' hisself * Morgan nods (Molly) Been hopin' maybe ye'd be back fer it (Morgan) oh? * Molly nods (Molly) Wouldn' even charge ye... (Morgan) _that_ keen eh (Molly) After what ye did fer me... (Molly) ... wouldn' be right an' fair fer me not to satisfy ye, would it? **she smiles** * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I'm more interested in if you _want_ to * Molly nods (Molly) I do. Ne'er wanted to b'fore, not fer anything but the money to eat an'have shelter an' my lessons... not just fer enjoyment * Morgan nods * Molly leans over, kissing him gently before pulling away (Molly) Not really sure what ye've done to me, but I'm pretty b'witched by ye, Master Hockridge. * Morgan smiles slightly (Morgan) I'm rather pleased to hear that * Molly smiles (Molly) Now... what can I do fer ye that would b'witch ye too? (Morgan) What do you _want_ to do? * Molly thinks about it, smiling warmly (Molly) I want to strip ye, take ye in my mouth til ye beg me t' ride you, an' then have you call my name as you cum in me ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Friday, 29 October 2021 22:35:01 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [22:24] (Molly) I want to strip ye, take ye in my mouth til ye beg me t' ride you, an' then have you call my name as you cum in me * Morgan nods slowly (Morgan) I can get onboard with that * Molly smiles (Molly) Are you done askin' questions? * Morgan nods * Molly smiles, stroking down his chest boldly and then starts undoing his waistcoat buttons (Molly) Very kind of ye, lettin' me do this ** You are now disconnected ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Friday, 29 October 2021 23:02:15 British Summer Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [22:56] (Molly) Very kind of ye, lettin' me do this (Molly) [22:56] * Molly smiles, stroking down his chest boldly and then starts undoing his waistcoat buttons (Morgan) kind of me? * Molly nods (Molly) I get to do what _I_ want. I I ne'er get that * Morgan nods * Molly strips him as she wanted, her hands caressing, attentive, and all over him apart from his manhood. The flush of her cheeks and width of her pupils reveal how much she's enjoying it * Morgan is clearly aroused by this (Molly) **There's a single chiming noise. She doesn't notice, running kisses from his mouth down his chin, chest, belly, navel** * Morgan sighs * Molly watches him as she runs her tongue in one slow, wide lick from his base to his tip * Morgan groans * Molly moves to between his thighs, concentrating on working him over with her tongue, sometimes flicking lightly, sometimes licking him very firmly * Morgan revels in the sensations, squirming * Molly sucks him into her mouth, using her tongue within the rhythmic suction to swirl and stimulate him. She runs her hands over him stomach and thighs at the same time (Molly) His* * Morgan draws in a few ragged breaths (Molly) **the dawn watch chimes three times. He doesn't automatically wake, but he can feel it will take effort to stay asleep** * Morgan wakes up (Molly) **He is understandably hard. The cat has gone back to the footstool, the negligee tucked beneath Morgan's face on the pillow** * Morgan sighs, trying to relax for a minute before getting out of bed to dress ** You're now known as HH (HH) **The weather looks reasonable and there's still a good wind when he gets up on deck. HH is already there, looking around** (HH) How y' doing? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) alright (HH) No nightmares? (Morgan) No * HH nods (HH) Tha's good. Weather looks good. Should be 'ome tomorrow * Morgan nods (Morgan) about time (HH) Been a long time comin' * Morgan nods (HH) **Around breakfast time, whilst he is writing down the first dream and pondering it, as well as a less adult version of last night's second dream, he suddenly feels that Draw** (Morgan) Fuck. * Morgan stamps up onto deck, looking for Sorgi (HH) **Sorgi isn't there, Koen is on watch, the Rose already on the move** (Morgan) Koen... We need to go faster.... fast as we can manage ** You're now known as Koen (Koen) Already doing that, my Lord. Captain hopes to get to the island by nightfall * Morgan frowns (Morgan) by memory, how far from the island to taw stock? (Koen) Another ninety minutes, but you wouldn't do it in the dark, much too risky with the sand bars and shallower bits * Morgan nods, heading below deck to find HeinzHarold (Koen) **Heinzharold is in his cabin, talking ** You're now known as HH (HH) And by tomorrow e'ening, I'll be back with y'... * Morgan thumps on the door (HH) **The draw feels no weaker than it does when he near but out of sight of her. He starts to be able to pinpoint her direction again, which should be impossible more than a hundred miles away* (HH) Come in * Morgan shoves the door open (Morgan) I need a drink * HH looks surprised but finds him a bottle of scotch (HH) What's 'appened? (Morgan) Something... I don't know... I can feel the Draw * HH frowns (HH) I dont feel anything *he hands it over* * Morgan takes a couple of mouthfuls (Morgan) _I_ do... * Morgan points in the direction of the pull (Morgan) Bet you a guilder thats the direction for Tawstock... (HH) Not gonna waste my money! How far are we? (Morgan) a hundred miles and change (HH) Going as fast as we can? (Morgan) Koen says so (HH) Can't get there faster by road, that'd take us four days or so. * Morgan nods (Morgan) if we keep this pace, we'll get to the island, but it'll be too dark to get to Tawstock (HH) Damn. Twenty four hours for the draw? (Morgan) [Blossom... can you hear me?] * Morgan nods (HH) **Theres nothing. He doesnt even get the feeling his message was received** (HH) Even if we leave the island at first light, its half eight for Tawstock, so almost ten when we get to her * Morgan nods, grinding his teeth (Morgan) I know (HH) It's only eight forty five now. Sorry man, I think we're gonna have to ride it out an' remember that she's a smart lassie. * HH nods at the bottle as if prompting him * Morgan guzzles another couple of mouthfuls before putting it down * HH watches him (HH) Mebbie drink enough to knock herself out? (HH) Yerself * (Morgan) Where the nightmares are... (HH) Where the time passes quick (Morgan) Then I'll be awake all night, without even movement to be a comfort (HH) Look, y' said y' have to have sex with her to get rid of it...? * Morgan nods (Morgan) and? (HH) Mebbie if y' sort yerself out, it'll get rid of the draw? (Morgan) for me, maybe... (HH) Yer more worried about what's goin on there than doin' twenty four hours desperate for her? * Morgan frowns (Morgan) of course I am (HH) She knows th' risks, she'll shut herself away (Morgan) if she can (HH) Well most likely it's the baby come, isnt it? (Morgan) Or... she's hit her head... or something nasty has turned up... (HH) They big enough to start the draw though? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) my nightmare the other night, she'd just hit her head (HH) A'right. Sure she will have thought all this through b'fore healin', doncha think? (Morgan) If she realises... (HH) She's prob'ly shut up tight in her room already, miserable thinkin' how it's twenty four hours on 'er own, nothing more (Morgan) I hope so * HH goes to say something, then shuts his mouth * Morgan watches him (Morgan) what? * HH sighs (HH) They think we're due back this mornin', don't they? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I did tell her it'd be an extra day at least... * HH nods (HH) A'right. Just gotta trust that she's gonna be okay, and get you through it * Morgan takes another couple of mouthfuls (Morgan) I'll be in the galley (HH) Want me t' come with y'? (Morgan) No... You're not gonna be able to drag me out of this mood... I'm just going to spend some time doing mundane things, thats all * HH nods (HH) Alright, I'm going to go up top, see if I can make us any faster * Morgan nods (Morgan) I doubt it... ** You're now known as Ulysses * Ulysses is in the galley stealing from the used breakfast plates when he gets there (Ulysses) **Cook looks at the cat, just rolling his eyes as he washes then stacks wet cups and plates * Morgan puts the weapons he's collected from his room on a table before getting coffee and sitting down * Ulysses comes over and rubs his face on Morgan before leaving ** You're now known as Cook (Cook) Good morning, my Lord (Morgan) Mr Cook (Cook) What can I do for you? (Morgan) If you've any breakfast left, I'd appreciate some (Cook) Soon as I've dried these I'll make you some, my lord * Morgan nods (Morgan) thank you * Cook works on the drying. Even just watching the drying motion reminds him of the dream, her low cut dress, her tongue on his manhood, how she'd wanted him to be and call her name as he spent himself. It's vivid thanks to the draw** (Cook) Beg* * Morgan frowns, starting to sharpen the first sword * Cook glances at him, smiling (Cook) I'm going as fast as I can! (Morgan) Sorry... I've something on my mind, I find it... therapeutic * Cook nods (Cook) I find that with chopping vegetables (Cook) **There's a miaow * Morgan looks towards the sound (Cook) **Ulysses looks very proud of the negligee he's dragged all the way to the galley * Cook looks at the cat "what have you got there, little fiend?" * Morgan gets up, retrieving it from the cat (Cook) **Though the cat had good intentions of soothing Morgan with the smell of his mate, it does the exact opposite, only inflaming him with thought of her** * Morgan puts it down on the seat beside him trying to ignore it (Cook) **Ulysses miaows questioningly* * Cook dries some more saying nothing * Morgan looks at the cat (Morgan) I know... but its not working (Cook) **he jumps up to sit beside it, miaowing again* * Morgan fusses the cat (Morgan) I know * Cook moves on to making him breakfast, but every minute drags with restlessness and flashes of thoughts of her. And the pull of him to her continues. * Morgan goes back to using the whetstone (Cook) **it's helpful, like meditation... a bit like him meditating in his dream study, slowing his heart rate, then raising it as he began to pleasure her with his thumbs in circular motions... * Cook sets down his plate (Cook) Here we go * Morgan nods (Morgan) thank you (Cook) **eating slowly kills half an hour, but soon the draw becomes very present again. It's difficult to settle. Ulysses is now asleep on the negligee * Morgan starts sharpening the axe * Cook takes a break after cleaning up from Morgan, briefly leaving him and the cat alone ** You're now known as HH * HH comes in, watching what Morgan is doing (HH) Fuckin' hell, you look strained. * Morgan glances at him (Morgan) thanks (HH) Welcome. * HH leans against the counter (HH) We're going as fast as we can * Morgan nods (Morgan) told you (HH) Neither Sorgi nor Claudia can feel it either, 's just you * Morgan frowns (HH) **he then recalls the Nieblungen telling him in Freiburg that he will feel it over any distance * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I'll always feel it, over any distance (HH) Gonna be difficult, unless there's some way o' predicting it (Morgan) Aye... I don't think there is (HH) Sorgi in July, Gottlieb in August, Cook in September, Elsie in October... (HH) Y' know what today is? * Morgan shakes his head (HH) November 1st * Morgan sighs (Morgan) great (HH) It's like once a month... *he thinks* Elsie was October 5th... cook was middle of the month, b'fore y' got to Freiburg... so it's more like every four weeks... (Morgan) Thats a pattern I'm not particularly happy about * HH moves away from the counter (HH) Moon phases mebbie? (Morgan) Could be I suppose (HH) An' it's not when she's indisposed? (HH) **thinking about this, it's always two weeks before she bleeds, even when she was a week late in the aftermath of the cast** (Morgan) No... no, its two weeks before that... every time... * HH grins (HH) Sounds like we just found ourselves a pattern! (Morgan) Not a pleasant one, man (HH) Why not? If she's regularly indisposed, y' know when you need to be home. (Morgan) Which'd be fine, if it was that simple (HH) That would also mean it's th' date that matters not 'ow big the healin' is, which means she's likely absolutely fine t'day (Morgan) Maybe (HH) So it would be simple, wouldn't it? * Morgan nods (Morgan) I suppose so (HH) Be like y' doing the ball in the field when y' were upset. Use th' energy, start the draw, swive her, everything's good. (Morgan) So her healing people is coincidence? * HH shrugs (HH) Dunno. Summat y' need to work out? But it's a starting point * HH adds up (HH) So about twenty ninth of this month for it to happen again, 'ssuming she's like Inga. * Morgan nods slowly (HH) Mebbie I'm wrong, but it makes more sense th'n much else. She's done other big stuff, like Otto's lung tumours, no draw. Y' know why? (Morgan) With Otto she drew on me, though (HH) Done that with Sorgi too. Otto no draw, Sorgi draw. Both serious, both took lots of effort? * Morgan nods (Morgan) makes sense then * HH nods, looking quite proud of himself (HH) Does, doesn' it? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye * HH strokes the cat then sneezes (HH) Best ask th' lady 'erself when we get back * Morgan nods (Morgan) will do * HH nods, looking satisfied (HH) Y' gonna get cat fur all over that if y' not careful * Morgan nods (Morgan) he tried to make me feel better (HH) By bringing y' something that smells so much of her? Sounds more like a way t'get blue balls to me *he grins* (Morgan) Not on a normal day * HH grins (HH) Want me t' hide it from him in my room? (Morgan) No... go stick it in the wardrobe in my room, would you? Tuck it inside one of the dresses * HH lifts the cat, sneezing repeatedly. He brushes the cat fur off (HH) I have gotta get my wife one of these *he grins* * Morgan nods (HH) Mebbie white... maybe blue... * HH shakes it out, sneezing again "In the wardrobe, _inside_ a dress, not on a hanger?" * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) try it on a hanger (HH) This t'make it smell more like her an'less like the cat? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye * HH looks at him "I was right..." (Morgan) what? * HH grins, heading out of the door "Gonna be like pouring a cup of milk in a thimble" he chuckles * Morgan shakes his head, muttering (HH) **this also reminds him of her asking in her dream for him to cum in her whilst saying her name, and doesn't help with the draw pulling at him at all** ** You are now disconnected (Connection timed out)