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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.

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The words of comfort from Gawain made Mordred feel slightly better, though his relief didn't last for long. Every time he looked down at the brother who was supposed to be standing tall next to him joining him in making cutting remarks and generally disdaining everyone else around them a new surge of rage filled him, making him feel powerless in the face of the unknown enemy. When Euterpe walked in and acted as though they should welcome her presence he could easily understand why Vaine would feel no remorse in hitting her.

There was just something about the muse that bothered him, though unlike Gawain he wouldn't voice his disbelief of her emotional state so openly. Instead, he listened and forced himself not to grab her by the throat and choke the truth from her. He knew that just wouldn't do, and much as her words rang hollow he had a feeling there was a measure of truth to them. Focusing on a few of the phrases she used, he narrowed in upon them with pinpoint accuracy.

"What do you mean, you asked that people let it go?" He wasn't going to bother saying anything about her admissions that she shouldn't have said anything or still cared; no use in pointing out that someone behaved stupidly when they already admitted to it. "We're aware that Lancelot felt the need to defend you, however you make it sound like there were others." And if there were, they needed to know so that they could make that person pay.

"It doesn't matter what else you say, it's clear this happened because you opened your trap. Now, my brother is hospitalized, again, and all you have to say for yourself is essentially 'oops'?" A glare hardened on his face as he narrowed his eyes at her. "You know more than you're saying, and if you know what's good for you then you'll start speaking."