open

[sirbeaumains]

Gareth tries very hard to do as he is told, on the whole. But sometimes-- a day like today, for example, it's too sunny and too warm to obey even Clar's orders

Comments

[illgotten]

"Lie down," Mordred snarls at him, rounding the corner from the front yard. "Jesus, what's the matter with you?"

[sirbeaumains]

"I just wanted to see!"

[illgotten]

"You can see from your damn bed." Mordred gets in front of him, braces one hand to either side of the window frame. "Down. Or I'll come in there and tie you."

[sirbeaumains]

"It's not the same."

[illgotten]

"Should have thought of that before you got stabbed. Lie down."

[sirbeaumains]

"Aw, please?"

[illgotten]

"Are you absolutely dead set on killing yourself?" Mordred's tone has gone dangerously quiet. "Get down, and stay down, or I do swear to you I'll make you."

[sirbeaumains]

He ducks down, so he's just barely peeking over the edge of the windowsill. "--'kay."

[illgotten]

"Flat."

[sirbeaumains]

And he disappears from sight. "'kay."