( Closed )

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Who: Morgana Pendragon ; Sam Winchester.
When: 12/12, evening time.
Where: Headquarters!
Format: action, I guess?
What: She bid in the friendship to get Sam out of the auction. So it's a meaningless non-date. y e p.
Warnings: Nope!

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[ Touché, Sam. ]

Yes, yes it did.

[ There is nothing between the lines, it's not like it was her offer. ]

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[ Her own, god dammit, she does make some money. ]

I shan't object.

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Have you managed to get any sleep? In between the auction and everything else.

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[ Somehow she understands. Perhaps because she is plagued by nightmares herself for so many years. ]

I understand.

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[ She nevigates out of it, out of compassion rather than just comfort. ]

Of course. Dreams will be dreams. Mine have been my companion since I was eight.

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I only can wish so. They are a curse but they were always a gift too, in a way.

[ She thinks of Sophia and her nightmare and Arthur drowning before grinning. ]

Saved Arthur's life. Not that I told him, he'll never get over being saved by a girl.

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I used to think that.

[ It clicked to her only a few days ago how many things were hidden from Arthur. Merlin, her, magic, dreams. In here there was certain comfort, at least to her, in Uther's absence. But in Camelot, where she and Merlin were traitors by default - she could not see how will they all manage then. ]