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3rd Judgement ~ [Video]

[While Uther holds his back straight and chin held high - because he is king and whatever he can keep of that he'll take - he looks fairly worse for wear with slight bags under his eyes and obvious exhaustion despite his posture. It's been rough ever since he came here, but even more so recently, and sleep and rest is are very elusive things.

But despite how tired he is, he's relied on Arthur's support for too long and, honestly, he's not sure he can convince himself he even deserves that loyalty so much anymore. That's why he's addressing the network.

He almost feels a little awkward, but he doesn't show it.]

How does one go about.. finding a job?

[It's probably less about it being a new world so how should he know how it works and more about him not having had to look for one, ever.]

((OOC: I'm going to go on a slowatus from tomorrow until the 9th August oops so this isn't really great timing, but waiting would have been OOC of him so at least I can get in a day of proper tagging. Do please bear with me orz.))

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[Not as expected.

The way he leans back in his chair is maybe almost close to reeling, and he frowns at her as if finding it hard to believe she actually said that. Comparing magic to sewing and horse-riding and calling it a talent sounds like the words of an... experienced sorcerer.]

You cannot compare sorcery to horse-riding, Morgana. It is... far more than a mere skill.

No, it isn't. One cannot help being born with it and one may do whatever they please with it, certainly. Perhaps it is more like being a good fighter. One can yield a sword for better or for worse. The sword is not at fault for the actions of its master.

[ a known song, she had tried telling it time and time again. ]

[Bracing his hands against the table, he stands up again, completely on reflex to stand above her because defensiveness is kicking in. Both his children have been...

He can't do this, he just can't--]

A sword is not its own living thing, it does not have its own rules, it does not make its own decisions. Magic is fickle and dangerous and is not merely controlled by the hands of its user.

My magic is not a living thing, it is not a different being than myself, we are one. I cannot separate it from me more than I can my own right arm.

[ figures he will try to see them as different, it is far more frustrating than she taught it would be. ]

You can keep it at bay if you so wish! You do not know what you are playing with, you have not seen what I have seen, and you will listen to me.

[Sorry, Morgana, you have pushed a button and there's no arguing with him right now.]

It is my gift to use as I please. Mine to learn and mine to use, I was born with it. My visions had helped me, they have helped me to keep Arthur safe and keep myself safe. You don't know the first thing about them and yet you'll show ungratefulness to people of magic who have helped Camelot. You cannot tell me how to use my own gift, I am not a subject to command.

You are my child and I am your king no matter where we are. I will not have you speaking to me like this!

[It has actually been quite a while since she did it too. It's... almost strange at this point.]

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I have not been your child for the last twenty years, it will not change because now you're finally willing to admit to have a bastard daughter.

[ she's too angry to see how alike they are, both in tone and in body language. Much like him, she is blinded by her rage when it comes to this. ]

[Abruptly, he straightens completely and just stares at Morgana for a while, utterly taken aback and that is uncalled for because he thought that matter was closed, that it was fine, not...

But if that is how she intends to go about it, then he will too.]

Then you are still my ward and under my protection by the promise I made your father and you will watch your tongue.

[ Later, she'll feel guilty. This is below the belt and it's low and even she knows it. But he makes her furious that she stands too. ]

The only promise you ever kept when it came to him after you bedded his wife and sent him to his death and robbed me of any chance to escape this madness. But I am a witch, you have birthed a witch and perhaps it's his revenge from the next life for how you betrayed him.

[ she grabs her cloak, turns away. She will not see him until he apologize to her as far as she's concerned. ]

[Uther was already concerned about her before, concerned for both her and Arthur because they spent time with people he would like to keep them away from. And at this point, neither of them will wish to see him and he won't be able to keep them safe, and if something happens to them they will certainly learn but... But at what cost?

And he can't keep them close because they refuse to be kept. They're too strong for that and he can't do a thing about it. Doesn't mean he won't try, but he knows he can't.]

You do not know what you're doing. You are playing with fire and it will burn you if you are not careful. Listen to me.

[And stay, for goodness sake.]

Why? You will not see sense. You see one side of magic and you cannot see it as it is. Magic does not have to be evil and yet you treat me like a child sick with it. Why should I listen to someone who is disgusted by my own gifts?

I have ever reason to view magic the way I do. It is not to be trusted, and that is final!

[He'll slam his hand onto the table for good measure.]

I am magic and it is me. I am no different from all the people you have killed, we share the same gift. Shall you kill me too, then?

You are far more important than they could ever hope to be.

[That question makes his mind swim, because he's always resolved to not many an exception, for anyone. But he never, never expected that Morgana would have magic, that Arthur would decide magic is not what he has made it out to be, that they would both go through with things that would be high treason.

...no, that's not true. He knows Morgana is capable of as much. But she has magic that she obviously wouldn't hesitate to use and that is something else entirely.

He could never execute either of them. It would destroy him.]

[ Perhaps she is somewhat taken aback for a moment. She always is, after all, whenever Uther's fatherly affections towards her comes up. It makes her uncomfortable, softens her when she wishes to remain sharp and angry. ]

I am not. We are all but women and men with magic. Had you truly believed all magic was wicked you would kill me as you did them.

[ and perhaps this is why she is so evidently confused, why her face changed from determination to uncertainty. She was certain he would execute her. ]

How could I kill you?

[Pushing off the table, he walks around in a circle, putting a hand on his hip and stopping with his side turned towards Morgana, staring at the wall. He tries to imagine it, tries telling himself that if he found out back home he should kill her but...

But how?]

How could I kill you and live with myself? I--

[He already had a part in killing the light of his life and he only survived because it was in exchange for another. How could he--

Never. He could never do that.]

Because I am your daughter?

[ somehow, she does feel for him and it upsets her further. She should not. ]

They had parents to weep over them too. And brothers and sisters and children. Families that mourned for them as you would mourn for me if I should die tomorrow at your hands or not.

[ how could you kill them and live with yourself. She simply cannot see it. ]

If someone breaks the law, it does not matter if they have family.

[Look, don't call him out on his shit he just couldn't, okay? Leave him alone.]

Then it should not matter either if that someone were to be the daughter of the king now would it not?

[ you are not making sense, Father, damn you. ]

If I killed either you or Arthur it would destroy me!

[He takes a deep breath, and glances away as he presses his index finger to his lips, closing his eyes. Breathe, breathe, in and out.]

Better than to destroy others?

[ she really is just livid, what even. ]

I don't know which is worse. That I spent time thinking you would kill even me because of your hatred or finding out now that you do not have to courage to. Both are equally disappointing.

[ she grabs her cloak and turns, simply call her Lady Disdain from now on. ]

[GOD MORGANA THERE IS NO PLEASING YOU??

Uther turns back to look at Morgana because of one word alone, because it comes as an utter surprise to him.]

It has nothing to do with courage.

No it does not, it's cowardice. Had you truly believed all magic was evil you'd kill me but you cannot even do that. What does that say of your oh so passionate beliefs?

[ she'll linger at the doorway for one more moment, if only to deliver that. Perhaps he will actually start thinking of how absurd this is. ]

[What is says, Morgana, is that those beliefs don't matter when your life is at stake. But Uther can't even begin to utter a response before Morgana's gone, and he places his hand against the wall to help steady himself.

Morgana has magic... Something like that is actually...

He never dared think that could happen, but...

Ah, he needs to sit down.]

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