Lancelot du Lac (
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eachdraidh2014-09-18 06:21 pm
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[ Video; Both Courts ]
[ This video feed is focused mostly on a Lancelot's dog, so all that is really seen of him is his hands holding her still. She's terribly curious about it, but he's restraining her from licking it or chewing it.
His voice is distinctly tired, and anyone who is paying attention will notice that you can just about see a line of red, raw skin on his wrists -- leather guards covering how heavy the damage might be. ]
Is anyone good with names? I'm afraid my friend here has gone too long without one. She's brave, curious but cautious, much cleverer than I am...
[ She's also turning to nudge his hands. He lifts one gently and pets at her ears. She squirms a little, shakes her head -- then makes a quiet, high-pitched sound and...
... hiccups a tiny fireball. The dog's ears flatten back, perhaps unhappy or apologetic (maybe embarrassed, it wasn't very elegant) but Lancelot just huffs amusement and strokes her again. ]
Forgive me, I almost forgot, it seems these -- [ He reaches out of the frame and his hand comes back holding a small, blue feather. ] -- have some kind of magic in them. It appears it does not discriminate in who it grants it to.
[ Which means he now has a small, magically inclined dog. ]
Thank you for your time.
His voice is distinctly tired, and anyone who is paying attention will notice that you can just about see a line of red, raw skin on his wrists -- leather guards covering how heavy the damage might be. ]
Is anyone good with names? I'm afraid my friend here has gone too long without one. She's brave, curious but cautious, much cleverer than I am...
[ She's also turning to nudge his hands. He lifts one gently and pets at her ears. She squirms a little, shakes her head -- then makes a quiet, high-pitched sound and...
... hiccups a tiny fireball. The dog's ears flatten back, perhaps unhappy or apologetic (maybe embarrassed, it wasn't very elegant) but Lancelot just huffs amusement and strokes her again. ]
Forgive me, I almost forgot, it seems these -- [ He reaches out of the frame and his hand comes back holding a small, blue feather. ] -- have some kind of magic in them. It appears it does not discriminate in who it grants it to.
[ Which means he now has a small, magically inclined dog. ]
Thank you for your time.
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[The source in question being Morla. Waver considers the number for a moment. It's auspicious, but that's not a lot to go on.]
He's insane but with purpose. What else did he say?
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Mostly, he tried to get information from me.
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[Waver tries to treat that as a more acknowledging-this-happened-without-getting-into-details ah, in part because he doesn't want to dredge things up, but also because the mention of Reynard earlier sort of explained what he saw of Lancelot's wrists.]
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[ Just in case you expected anything less. ]
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The question is, what now?
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[Ha ha, fat chance.]
I'll have to do mine by proxy, but it will still get passed on.
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Can you think of any good names, then? I'd be in Unseelie hands if not for her.
[ Yes. The dog. ]
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Victoria comes to mind.
But...how did she contribute to your freedom?
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[ Brave little friend, isn't she? He's so proud. ]
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[ He gathers her close, a touch protectively, and smiles down at her.
It's a little like an adoring parent and a child, really. ]
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In this case, I may be inclined to agree with you.
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You are kinder than I deserve. I have learnt much from you, my lord. I hope I can repay the care you have shown me. I will be your sword, if you ever need me.
[ Says the tough knight who tried to kill an overpowered fox man and is now... cuddling... a puppy... Lancelot why... ]
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[ He shifts the dog in his arms, cradles her against his chest and smooths fur on the top of her head. ]
Any other ideas? For names, I mean.
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