The Silver Queen [AU]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I could serve you," she says, shrugging a shoulder slightly. "You could have me wed, as I am currently in your power. Or, perhaps, it may be best to destroy me."

[GamesMaster]

This proves too much for the feline sitting by her, as he begins to growl softly. "Not an option," he says flatly. 

[Tethras Clan]

"That is not really your choice, Bright Vigile," Zevran says gently. "I would argue with her, long and bitterly, but if that was her choice, I would give her the freedom to choose it."

[GamesMaster]

"I would not. I do not value freedom so highly as to let you let her destroy herself for what was done to her." Vigile stands, then, staring him down, daring him to move. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Vigile," she says gently. "It's alright. Please. Wait outside?"

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran waits silently, allowing the pair to settle this. How they do so might be interesting and revealing in and of itself.

[GamesMaster]

"No," he growls. "I may remember little of why I came to this plane. I may recall little of Bright Vangal's face, his habits. But I know he would never condone my abandoning you now. I will not go, no matter what you say."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Widow Olocaryn moves, then, with surprising speed and grace. She bundles the cat up into her arms, ignoring his hissing and clawing at her; she gets halfway to the door before he melts into mist, reforming on the chair she has recently vacated.

"Vigile," she snaps.

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran snickers a little, though he tries to disguise it as a cough somewhat belatedly.

[GamesMaster]

"I. Will. Not." Vigile growls. "You may have mistaken me for a magical talking cat. I am not. I am Bright His-paws-are-silent-but-his-growl-is-fierce-in-defense-of-the-righteous, Pavitra of Vangal."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"What has Vangal to do with me?" she scowls. "I am not Astean nor Vangalite."

[GamesMaster]

"But you are righteous, and I growl in your defense."

[Tethras Clan]

"You can't convince him to change what he must do," Zevran says after swallowing back a pang of hurt at the almost familiarity of the argument. "You might be able to convince him that you are not worthy of his defence, but you will never convince him that he should not defend one he thinks worthy." He glances at Helene and winks. "See? I do pay attention when you lecture. Sometimes I even learn something."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene gives a small smile, eyes concerned. "Your attention is appreciated."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I do not need defending!" she argues. "I am perfectly capable of defending myself, should it come to that." Her antics have not taken her out of the area of Helene's Zone, it should be noted. "I do not need your growling."