Crackplot!

[hniit]

Nita is sitting cross-legged on the floor of the main room, with her book open in front of her, deep in concentration

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[sirbeaumains]

Gareth is most likely at the cottage, looking around for something. Growing impatient, he calls to a brother or a wife or a sister or whoever's about, "Has anyone seen--" and stops. For it didn't come out as he meant it, but for some reason, he can't bring the English words to mind.

[illgotten]

This does not seem particularly odd, since Gareth is the only one who usually bothers with English at home; his brothers answer in Norse half the time anyway. "What's thou lost now?" tiredly.

[sirbeaumains]

"I was looking--" He begins, and stops. He tries again, "I was--" He frowns.

[illgotten]

"What?" Mordred says, not very patiently.

[sirbeaumains]

"I've lost-- wouldst speak to me in English?" he asks suddenly. "Just a word."

[illgotten]

"What for?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Because I asked?"

[illgotten]

"Já," disgusted, "all right, very well."

[sirbeaumains]

He nods and waits.

[illgotten]

"What?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Well?"

[illgotten]

"Well? What more?"

[sirbeaumains]

"Thou didst not speak any!"

[illgotten]

"Damned if I didn't."

[sirbeaumains]

"I didn't hear it."

[inglewoodblues]

"What are you boys doing now?" in bastardised Celtic.