Fandom OC, canon is the Starz TV-series Camelot

[moderatus]

Why? Why must it be this way?

You tell me that it is because "that's the way the story goes", but the story was never told. You don't know what would have happened and how, why must you choose nothing but cruel paths for all of us to walk upon?

Why would you make me an instrument of hate if you have the power to change things?

I don't care what the fates of those who share my name are, you could tell a different story.

But you won't, will you? No, you want me to follow the ghosts of those who came before me into whatever darkness you conceive to be my inescapable end.

Grant me this at least, then: That it makes my mother smile.

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[moderatus]

[ ... Whaaaaaaaaaat? ]

Mother?

[renovamen]

I'm twenty-three.

[Seriously, that needs to be pointed out. Impossibilities, anyone.]

[moderatus]

I... I'm sorry. I was confused for a moment by your face. You look just like her.

[ Let's just say Morgan has managed to stay impressively in shape for her age. Let's not go into how. Nobody wants to know. ]

[renovamen]

I also kind of have half her memories.

[She shrugs.]

Kinda strange seeing you grown up, I haven't made it that far memory-wise.

[Merlin knows. Merlin totally knows. And sooner or later, this version of Morgan will find out and probably not leave the couch for a week.]

[moderatus]

I only have my own memories so I hope you'll forgive me when I say I don't understand what you are talking about.

[renovamen]

Don't worry, I am not so sure about it, either.

[Where to start, where to start.]

Alright, once upon a time, I was Morgan Pendragon. Your mother. Then I... supposedly died, people tend to do that, and was reborn centuries later. No memories whatsoever until I accidentally freed Merlin.

I am afraid it won't get any less insane than that.

[moderatus]

... And here I thought I was used to strange things.

[renovamen]

Hey, you are not the 23-year-old with the adult son.

Unless I lack memories in that department. Wouldn't be new.

[But, back to the more serious topic.]

Anyway, I won't you... you know. Die.

[moderatus]

No, I'm just talking to someone who apparently was my mother in another life. Definitely not comparable levels of odd.

[ Pardon the snark, he's having a rough day. ]

I am glad that your spirit lived on.

[renovamen]

I am not sure how much you know about my life - your mother's life - but trust me, that is not something you'd want to remem--

[Wait, that second part.]

Was that sarcasm? I think that might have been sarcasm.

[... Let's see if that works.]

Young man, this is no way to talk to you mother. Unless it's not sarcasm, in which case, go ahead.

[moderatus]

It wasn't sarcasm.

[ But now he's having a hard time not laughing. ]

[renovamen]

[That earns him a smile. Little does she know it's something he really had to earn in the past.]

Oh look, you can smile. I didn't screw you up entirely!

[moderatus]

[ He's a little floored by how easy it was to make her smile, it must be said. It makes his own smile all the wider. ]

I sing and dance too. No promises that I do it well.

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[renovamen]

[Now, this made her laugh. Mordred, who are you so adorable.]

I will leave the singing and dancing to you. I can admit that I am not made for either. Then again, I don't have to, I will be a vet.

LMFAO

[moderatus]

A vet?

[ Do explain to the boy from the past. ]

[renovamen]

One would think I got used to this after living with Merlin for a couple of weeks.

[It's time for "Let's explain modern day things - WITH MORGAN!"]

Someone who heals animals for a living.

[Yes, she has a heart. For animals.]

[moderatus]

A... a healer?

[ Mind: Blown. ]

[renovamen]

A healer. [For animals, but whatever.]

I guess it doesn't match the past? A couple of things don't.

[moderatus]

You smile more.

[ Yeah, that thing kind of... stuck. ]

[renovamen]

You don't seem to mind.

[Now, quit making her smile with your charming ways.]

[moderatus]

[ But he loves making her smile! ]

You have the most beautiful smile in the world, why would I mind?

[renovamen]

[Has he ever seen her blush? Well, he sure has now.]

You are unnaturally charming, you know?

[moderatus]

[ No, no he has never seen that. Pardon him while he stares with fascination. ]

Just being honest right now, actually.

[renovamen]

[He is staring, why is he staring? Is she doing something strange? Mooore blushing.]

Well, apparently your being honest is kinda flattering. I mean, my past life sorta sucked at parts, so I can guess why I wouldn't have smiled that much... but...

[But she vaguely recalled being happy with Mordred - with a childhood like hers, why wouldn't she show it? It made no sense.]