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[unheir]

Well, I'm certainly the more favourable choice, even if this decision is vastly deplorable.

You realise I am no easy task manager? I am somewhat apprehensive of the early timeline which you are taking me from. I understand that you would prefer me happy rather than angered, but it does cause me concern that you can so easily by-pass events which are important to me. I also understand that this can be changed, but your pacing causes me some great impatience.

I will, however, persevere, and no doubt be clueless. You have left me with little choice, so let us both get on with it.

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[thesecutethings]

Perhaps if it will lead you to be happier, not experiencing those important events is the better option.

[unheir]

But they make me, me. I'm reluctant to use the word destiny, but I feel it is most apt here.

[thesecutethings]

Some destinies are best to be avoided, however.

[unheir]

I have never been one to run away.

[thesecutethings]

It's certainly an admirable trait!

[longshanks]

[ He has to do a momentary double-take; the dark hair and fair complexion is similar, but ... He really needs to stop seeing Arwen when he wants to. ]

I am told, lady, that we may yet find ourselves sharing each others company at length.

[unheir]

[Likewise, she does a double-take. Almost-similar to Lancelot is enough to warrant a raised eyebrow (even if Aragorn is more similar to Gwaine). ]

I have been told a similar tale. Your name, sir?

[longshanks]

Aragorn, son of Arathorn. Chieftain of the Dúnedain.

[ Well, this is all very odd. At least they can both coast through on manners, a hand touching his breast when he bows slightly. ]

[unheir]

A pleasure.

[Odd, yes. But the stuffy formalities are familiar - small talk can happen later. She curtsies, briefly, giving a small nod. ]

I am Lady Morgana, ward of Uther Pendragon.

[Future Queen, goes unsaid because the fourth wall is a funny business. Also one can never be too careful about who is listening in. ]

[longshanks]

[ LOL qurl, who da fuq is Uther. ]

I hope our future meeting goes smoothly. Already, I have the map of the kingdoms in my possession. Which would you hail from?

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Well. This could be less awkward. Why are you shoving him in here, mun?]

It's not as if those events are completely brushed aside. You just... won't know they happened yet.

[unheir]

I suppose that would suit you, wouldn't it?

[Boy hero, etc etc etc. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Might, might not.

[unheir]

Oh don't play coy, Merlin.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Hm? I'm not.

[youwillgotohell]

[Happiness, what's that. :|]

She's only giving you more time to feel betrayal.

[unheir]

[Comfy beds, that's what. ]

Of that I have no doubt at all.

[youwillgotohell]

[She misses comfy beds. Hell she misses beds period, sh practically lives in that chair. :c]

Better to discover early what our friends will do. Perhaps you can prepare for it better than I did. [Do not be a scooby doo villain, it is an unfulfilling life. :c]

[unheir]

[Oh, other self ): ]

I must admit that I fear I cannot change the path you have taken - the path I seem destined to take.

[It's a sobering prospect, defeat. ]

[youwillgotohell]

[She is rabidly against the idea that she's defeated. Yet. :c NOT TOTALLY, ANYWAY.]

Then enjoy what happiness there is to enjoy - and mourn it all the harder once it's gone.

[arturius]

We'd all like to see you happier, Morgana. [You're like his only living family and hate his guts. It's sad, okay.]

[unheir]

[Bitterness is a powerful mistress ):]

Is that so? Always so kind, aren't you, Arthur?

[arturius]

[So is Morgana. 8|]

Not always. I'm certain there's some people who would say otherwise. [Like Merlin.]

[unheir]

[Damn straight. ]

You've made your father proud, in any case.

[arturius]

... I know. [It's hard to mask his feelings on that. Those were his last words to him, after all.] I have that, at least.