Morrigan of the Wilds

Apr 15, 2011 12:02

In the particular Milliways that Morrigan has been in, of late, it has been raining for days. She doesn't have a problem with the rain - quite the opposite, in fact. The rain has finally let up and now she is outdoors collecting mushrooms, sliding them into a satchel at her hip as she tracks through the forest ( Read more... )

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oz_4_gallifrey April 15 2011, 18:11:23 UTC
A hand was offered to her without a word.

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sneakywtchthief April 15 2011, 18:16:16 UTC
It is a hard thing to take even such a simple offer of help when your mother raised you with the insistence that reliance upon other people is not a good idea.

She still pushes herself back up herself, but she regards Liir afterword with a nod.

"My thanks." For the offer, at least. "Are we to be leaving soon, then?"

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oz_4_gallifrey April 15 2011, 18:19:44 UTC
He shook his head before offering her a shrug.

"No rush," he admitted, "but we could, if you're tired of this place. All of us are used to six impossible things before breakfast, so wherever we get it seems not to matter terribly much."

Beat.

"Though Trindle has been shifting a lot."

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sneakywtchthief April 15 2011, 18:22:40 UTC
Liir ...

Liir had been good to her. Patient.

It reminded her of the Warden in some ways.

"I would not want to cause her discomfort," and her voice was honest as she said that. She wondered, if she was truly leaving (for who knows how long, really) ... if she ought to say goodbye to the Warden, at least.

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