Characters: Mordred (
modraed), Gawain (
decayingly), Euterpe (
museicalme), and a possible appearance by Agravaine (
nevermercy)
Date/Time: May 4th, afternoon
Location: Presbyterian Hospital, room 112
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Swearing, possible violence
Summary: Agravaine got jumped. Mordred and Gawain want answers.
Mordred was angry.
It was a calm anger, the kind that burned low in his throat and filled him with a sense of purpose. Someone had taken it upon themselves to teach his brother a lesson, a rather painful one at that, and as Vaine wasn't saying who Mordred was seeking answers. After alerting Gawain and their mother, he picked up Agravaine's phone and searched through the contacts, seeking a number that he wasn't sure he would find. The likelihood of Vaine having deleted the blonde tart's number was high, though Mordred had no idea just how wrapped up the situation might be. Checking under 'Euterpe' he found nothing, however his eyebrows raised when he noticed an entry entitled 'Blondie' among Vaine's contacts. Color him shocked, the idea that the stoic asshole would nickname anyone was beyond him.
The call, once placed, was direct and to the point. Mordred stated Agravaine had been hurt and he had a few questions, and after a few moments of stunned silence Euterpe responded that she would be by after her final got out. Once that was done all Mordred could do was sit vigil and wait for Gawain and Euterpe, his anger festering as he catalogued each visible bruise and the breathing tube keeping his brother alive.