Mordred

"All right, one step closer to my father."

@HolyLanceKing "That.... Doesn't mean you wouldn't kiss it."

@TraitorClarent “Exactly.”

"Movie night somehow turned into Mordred using me as a pillow again." "…Not that I mind."

@HolyLanceKing "Well..... Yes and no...."

@TraitorClarent "Do I look like the kissing type, Mordred"

@GrievedCreation Mordred walks over, still dressed only in her bikini as she bends over slightly to get into the car

@TraitorClarent Amaru jingled her keys "Come on, hop in" She even politely opened the door for Mordred

Her hands came up off her shoulders "Enjoying yourself?"

@GrievedCreation "Sure sure." She has no idea what she has walked herself into

@TraitorClarent "I dunno, by the end of it you might be seeing stars" Amaru was finished packing away her paints, equipment and the now mostly dried canvas

@GrievedCreation "Ha its just a ride. What's the worst you can do."

@TraitorClarent "Now, do you still want that ride?" She asked.

@GrievedCreation She narrows her eyes before lightly flicking her forehead. "Don't call me a lady!!"

@TraitorClarent "You were a wonderful muse to paint, Lady Mordred" She answered, admiring her own work

@GrievedCreation "Yeah yeah whatever." She stands and dusts herself off

@TraitorClarent "And being just you is you, there's no one like you, we are all unique"

@HolyLanceKing "Well I could tell that! My father just flicked me in the forehead instead of kissing it."

@TraitorClarent “It appears that you are not dreaming after all.”

@GrievedCreation "If it was anyone else sure. But it's just me."

@TraitorClarent Boobhatted "Decent? Tis a masterpiece, at least when it dries."

@GrievedCreation Mordred would walk over and lean over Amaru as she admires the work. Her chest resting on her head. "Hey not bad. You made me look half decent."

@TraitorClarent "Come, admire my skill and handiwork." Amaru was beginning to put away her paints. The piece captured Mordred in the simple get elegant post, her skin, her hair and eyes sunset against the backdrop of the bright beach.

@GrievedCreation She groans as she falls back and sighs. "Finally I can move freely!"

@TraitorClarent A few more dabs of paint here and there annnnnd finished "All done...just need to wait for the paint to dry"

@GrievedCreation She narrows her eyes but doesn't press the matter.

@TraitorClarent "Nothing, just musing to myself dear"

@GrievedCreation "What was that?"

@TraitorClarent "I'm going to make you scream like a bitch..." She mumbled to herself

@GrievedCreation "Not a clue. Remember I'm love life is none existent so lacking in experience."

@TraitorClarent "How bold of you, you don't know what you're getting into" She would continue painting, not letting her words get to her.

@HolyLanceKing "Ahhh son of a..... What was that for!?"

@TraitorClarent Artoria finger flick Mordred forehead.

@GrievedCreation "Well I'm not gonna back down from what I said. We can go for that ride after your done. If you ever finish."

@TraitorClarent "Yes yes I know, but it's more complicated than that, one of them died and the other...we led different lives, we still love each other but yeah...complicated"

@HolyLanceKing "..... Am I dreaming right now?"

@TraitorClarent “Well sorry for being a bad father.”

@GrievedCreation "Key word in that sentence is was married Amaru." She sticks her tongue out to tease her

@TraitorClarent "Is now a bad time to mention I was married, twice, both times to woman...?" She said glaring at her past the canvas "I am very adept with my hands with the female body"

@GrievedCreation "Sure sure. Doubt they can do anything but massages and paint"

@TraitorClarent "Maybe after I am done with this we could go for a little drive and I could show you what else my hands are good at?"

@GrievedCreation "Doubt it." She looks away and stretched over her head

@TraitorClarent "Mordred, don't tempt me, I could tie you up like a pretzel without my tendrils"