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[mordredeschain]

 *Mordred was getting used to having his own home. He was even used to the rather odd people who lived nearby, the Door to nowhere that he could open to anywhere if he tried and the rather odd geography of the area.

*Other people, however, would probably not enjoy walking in on him. If only because of the spiderwebs, the fact that his home was a cave in a rock spire and the unlikely canyon right outside.*

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[mordredeschain]

*Mordred is pretty much out of it already, but he's awake enough to send feelings of well-being when necessary.*

[wordsofwater]

The feeling wraps around her like a warm blanket, easing her fears and lulling her into sleep. She isn't even aware of where it's coming from, just that she snow feels safe enough to let go and drift away.

[mordredeschain]

*Sadly, morning always comes--even here.* Are ya awake yet?

[wordsofwater]

(ooc: snow?? Lol. my spelling is atrocious. Or subconsciously it sneaked into my writing cos it is snowing here today.)


"Mmmmm." She mumbles first before words are awake enough to slot into place. "Just about. Is it time to get up?"

Silly snow

[mordredeschain]

About that time, yes. The sun is up at any rate.

Re: Silly snow

[wordsofwater]

She yawns and stretches , and stretches, and tips out of the hammock.

[mordredeschain]

*Mordred stifles a laugh and helps her up.* Are you awake now, sai?

[wordsofwater]

Once the shock from so unceremoniously landing on the floor has subsided, the laughter kicks in. "yes I am thanks. wow, talk about a rude awakening."

[mordredeschain]

Do you fall out of bed often?

[wordsofwater]

"No, never. But then again I don't usually sleep in a hammock. This is my second time so at the moment it's 50/50."

[mordredeschain]

I suppose that be fair. Shall we return ya home now?

[wordsofwater]

"Yes I think that would be a good idea, thanks."

[mordredeschain]

*And back they go.*