Artemus

I'm not the Knight in the story books. In fact, I'm far much smaller than most, I can see the dead, I can even juggle but @LetTheDoveFly can see beyond that.

[rory @briarforger]

@ everyone who might've forgotten

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@SaolAgusBas -- What did you do?"

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@SaolAgusBas -- yourself damned then, boy." Lucas flickered into a dangerous grin. That remark hadn't settled well with the boy.

"You son of a bitch. --

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@SaolAgusBas -- comprehend most of the time but she was my mother. And I'll be damned if I let a arrogant roach like you touch her again."

"Consider --

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@SaolAgusBas -- son from a demon she fell in love with. Yes, I knew she left without saying where. Yes, it was difficult for a child my age to --

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@SaolAgusBas -- of trying to understand why? She had to protect a gate from demons like you and when she returned home, she had to protect her only --

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@SaolAgusBas -- wasn't perfect, but she tried to be. She protected me from you when Uncle Milo couldn't. She left, yes but did you have the courtesy --

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@SaolAgusBas -- Artemus seen Lucas in despair.

And so, with complete sense of ache, Artemus replied in a delicate manner. "She was my mother. She --

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@SaolAgusBas -- you still stand in her corner? Why, Artemus?" He landed his last words. And for the first time in the history of their relationship had -

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@SaolAgusBas -- reasoning? Either way, he had no reply from the youngest Black member. "She left you to rot and came back days if not months later and --

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@SaolAgusBas -- childhood, little worm?" Lucas stated, prying into subjects too sore for Artemus to hold within. Was it truth he was after? Was it --

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@SaolAgusBas -- the sorry git.

"Is there a reason you're so protective over a woman who left you to fend for yourself for most of your --

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@SaolAgusBas -- him. No one would miss the rowdy drunk who beats his family and friends over the sake of respect in which none of them ever had for --

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@SaolAgusBas Artemus allowed his fingers to curl around the hilt of his father's blade. He could run him through that instant and no one would miss --

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- gained in his wildest of imaginations.

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- sake of his dad. Even if what he truly felt in the core was devastation, uncertainty, and anxieties that he himself had never --

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- piece. Not with how Morgaine settles things. And yet here Artemus was. Keeping a solid mind on how to react in front of Merlin. For the--

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- glance over towards Merlin. The boy tried not to look worried. This was no guarantee that he would come back in one sane and full --

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- was said. He heaved himself to land properly on the horse, making final checks.

"I have to stop this." Artemus completed, shifting his -

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@Y0ungWarl0ck -- "I need to get Anna back." Though mumbling this mainly for himself, Artemus took note of the possibility of his father hearing what --