[closed/incomplete]
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.
( I found God, on the corner of 1st and Amistad/Where the West, was all but won/All alone, smoking his last cigarette/I said 'where were you?'/He said 'ask anything'... )
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.
( I found God, on the corner of 1st and Amistad/Where the West, was all but won/All alone, smoking his last cigarette/I said 'where were you?'/He said 'ask anything'... )
Besides, he knew strong women. Liked strong women, always persevering like their mother. The one in front of him seemed ready to break if she was pushed a little too strongly, a little too much. He shook his head faintly but made no comments whatsoever about her ability to defend herself - or lack of it. Gawain was done with wistful thoughts.
“She is here to assuage her own guilt, nothing else.” Information given, he would not bother with the woman so soon. Walking forward, he placed his hand once more on the other’s arm, a veiled warning to not pursue the venue of questioning he had just taken. The girl could believe she fancied Agravaine and Gawain would always doubt. She could believe Agravaine didn’t meant what he did but just like when the brothers had meet days before, he had meant his actions. Wished he didn’t make him, pushed by someone unknown force to be more violent, much more than usual but the anger had been there. She didn’t learn, that was obvious.
Pushing a chair, he took a place next to the bed, apparently readying himself for a vigil. When he spoke again, it was neither in her direction nor in the form laying still in front of him.
“I cannot understand someone like you. If you cared for him like you say.” Like Mordred had said but he trusted the other knew what he was speaking of. “You would respect his wishes. You would not see him harmed, even after he took a wrong step. And more than that, you would not wash your dirty laundry in public knowing it would have consequences. I really don’t get it…” Gawain shook his head again, lowering himself to support his elbows on the bed, chin carefully resting on his entwined fingers.
“But it does not matter,” he added, pushing the subject out of his mind. “I would do what my brother says. Knowing my mother, she will be here soon and she believes in the eye for an eye adage. At the moment, so do I.” As an afterthought, he turned his head and gave her a hard stare, brief and serious. “Any other actions against him, against Mordred.” A small nod indicating his brother. “I will not be as lenient as I am being right now.”
Then, as if she suddenly was invisible, Gawain’s attention was all for the other man. “What did the doctors say? Do I need to go track some down?”
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They had already formed their opinions about her. They were welcome to keep them. She could even respect their desire to find whoever did this and bring them to justice since she agreed it was a sick act. However, she couldn't respect them for instantly assuming the worst about her.
"That's right, I do feel guilty. I feel horrible because the last thing I said to your brother was that I hoped someone kicked his ass. That doesn't mean I wanted this. I never once told anyone to hurt him, and that is a fact." She spoke in her normal soft tone, but there was an edge to it that hadn't been there previously. She was glad that they were done with her for now, she felt the urge to scream over all the frustration she was feeling.
The next thing Gawain said bothered her, more than she felt like she could articulate. She too had followed what people were saying about the situation with her and Agravaine, and for him to so easily dismiss Agravaine's hitting her due to the sickness but to not give her that same benefit of the doubt just showed her how deep his ignorance ran.
"What I can't understand is how you and your family can all sit there and want people to accept that being sick might have had some bearing on Agravaine's behavior when you won't consider the fact that I was just as sick, and scared about everything." She took a deep breath, continuing. "So yes, I talked about it, but I never asked anyone to hurt him. I didn't even say who did this to me, but the ones who knew he and I were screwing around figured it out. So I guess what I'm saying is I don't care if you understand someone like me or not, because I don't understand you either."
Grabbing the bag she'd dropped when she came in, Euterpe glared at both brothers before heading towards the door. "Oh, and if you think I'm going to spend my summer cowering in someone's basement because your fucked up family wants to blame me for someone taking it upon themselves to kick Agravaine's ass then you have another thing coming. I am far from the only person he's ever pissed off, you know."
With that, she left, just as abruptly as she had arrived.
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"Though she did raise a good point, it's not like Vaine doesn't have a knack for annoying people. Besides, both of them were sick." That was the only concession he'd make regarding what else Euterpe had said. Truthfully, he liked her insomuch as he could like someone who maligned his brother, even if it was unintentionally. It was obvious that there was something about her Vaine had liked; perhaps the sex was good; he'd have to ask.
"So, we should speak to Arron, and possibly the others she mentioned. Also, keep an eye on her just in case she knows something. She seemed suitably threatened by us, so I doubt she'll make more trouble. Besides, if she really cares for Vaine she'll want to see him again, and we're in charge of that." He glanced down at where Agravaine was laying in the bed, wondering how much of that he'd heard.
"The doctors said that he's got some internal bruising, the broken ribs, he's a bit wheezy, and the breathing tube will be in until he wakes up and can breathe unassisted." There was nothing more to say on that.
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