eachdraidh | [ 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.

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Do not be. I let my heart sway my head too far. I am only glad that we all survived, and that most of us emerged unharmed.

Could happen to anyone.

[He knows about that a lot better now. His heart had taken over completely once his mission was done.]

But the fact that there weren't any casualties is all thanks to you. And speaking of unharmed, have you had anyone take a look at your wrists?

Edited 2014-09-21 13:05 (UTC)

[ Why this though. Why this.

He lets go of the dog long enough to tug at his wrist guards ineffectively, as if he could pull them down further. ]

I have not had the chance, I have yet to make it back to court, but I am keeping everything clean.

[Because Steve is an unofficial den mother, it is known.]

I think you should get that looked at a little sooner than that. How far are you from the Station?

Closer to Caer Glaem -- I have been travelling south. Safer than staying close to Maupertius. I feared more bannermen might be sent to retrieve me.

You could be right. He didn't seem like the type to forgive and forget.

I can try to catch up if you need someone to watch your back.

No; no, I will be fine. Travelling as one draws less attention than a group. I have horses, and my friend here. So far I have met with no trouble I cannot handle.

That's good to hear. Does your friend have a name?

I admit, I am not so good with names. I have struggled to think of something that will fit her.

There's this cartoon where I'm from called "Lady and the Tramp". It's about two dogs. Maybe you could call her "Lady".

[ Okay

but... ]

Forgive me, what is a... 'cartoon'?

[Oh, right.]

It's a - well, it's really just a bunch of pictures. you put enough of them together, and they look like they're moving.

[ They look like they're moving? Good lord. The world is a magical place. ]

It sounds impressive -- but, the suggestion is good too. She is definitely a lady, I think.