mordredeschain: (Spidery)
 *It's a nice day for a hunting trip. Mordred is still in human form, but his mind is reaching out to look for prey like the creepiest of spiders. Somewhere not far off there are deer, birds, other hunters . . .*

(So, what shall we catch today? There are humans near, I'm sure at least one of them deserves to die.)

Date: 2018-02-05 10:28 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wordsofwater
wordsofwater: (Default)
She doesn't realise that what he is doing is nodding but takes it as an acknowledgement and greeting all the same. "Jolly good." It still pays to be careful though. She licks some sauce off her finger. Sits down at the base of the tree to wait for him to join her, and finishes off her meal.

Date: 2018-02-06 09:11 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wordsofwater
wordsofwater: (rainbowToo)
Sometimes his turn of phrase confuses her. She doesn't know if he means that he is glad she came back or he is glad to have met her in the first place.

"I said I'd come back didn't I?" she says, plumping for the first option.

In the background she can hear the sound of people making their way noisily towards them. Calling out names. Calling out the names of the hunters.

Date: 2018-02-06 09:37 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wordsofwater
wordsofwater: (rainbowToo)
"What a lovely thing to say," she positively blooms under this compliment. Face blushing and lips turning up at the corners.

Her head turns in the direction of the voices. "Awww, but it sounds like they've lost someone." she says with faux concern. "Perhaps we should stay and help with the search?" She starts laughing. And they are still laughing when the first person in the search party comes in to the clearing and sees them.

"Hello there, have you seen a hunting party go past this way."
"No sir. Not seen a hunting party all day." she replies helpfully.

Date: 2018-02-06 11:09 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wordsofwater
wordsofwater: (Default)
Not one word of a lie! She catches his eye and they share a sly smile.

"Sorry we can't help you find your friends."

Because they are all gone. every last bit of them!

Coventina hold her hand out to Mordred, feeling very smug indeed.

Date: 2018-02-07 10:59 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wordsofwater
wordsofwater: (Default)
They walk out of the woods hand-in-hand, swinging their arms between them. There is a spring in her step. The deception feels wickedly good. I am so glad I met you too

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