004 [Only the Memories Remain]

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

[Gwen was pale and tearful when she appeared on the Plane, trying to keep her grief and shock in check with limited success.]

The people who went missing in Camelot ... [She swallowed..] They've been found.

[She had shared her initial concerns with a number of the people on the Plane. It was only to fair to tell them what had happened. Besides, given what she'd learned about the bodies by speaking to some of the knights, she doubted that this would be the end of things. The mystery remained unsolved and she couldn't fix things alone.]

They've been murdered. [It was strange how saying it aloud made it seem all the more real.] The killer took their hands.

[Hands that had delivered coal and picked lavender and helped the cook in the castle kitchen. Hands that had belonged to real people with real lives. They might not have been rich or famous or well renowned, but they had mattered to the people that loved them.

She'd stop this from happening to anyone else. She had to.]

Comments

[oliverplus]

[oh, Oliver does not like seeing Gwen in that state] Gwen! [he hurries over to her] Gwen, what happened? There's--there's a murderer in Camelot?

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

Oliver! [She is in desperate need of a hug and throws her arms around his neck as soon as he came close enough for her to reach.] We've been looking for them for weeks, but we were still too late.

[oliverplus]

[he doesn't know what he can do besides hug her back, holding her tight] I'm so sorry, Gwen...

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

[It was all that he could do and she was certainly grateful. Eventually, and managing a sheepish smile, she let go.]

I really thought we'd be able to find them.

[oliverplus]

I bet... [he hesitates before asking:] Did you catch the person responsible?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Ah--

[Just like ours. Conan frowned as he went to greet Guinevere. Her distress was plain to see and he couldn't help but remember how full of hope she'd been at the start of their investigation.]

I'm sorry, Gwen-san.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Conan. [She gave him a sad but genuinely grateful smile.] For all your help.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

[Conan puts his hands in his pockets, looking up at Gwen seriously.]

After we talked, two people went missing from my world too. Then two more.

It's pretty clear that this is a bigger mystery than we thought.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

Then it must be something to do with the Plane. That's the only thing that connects our worlds.

[Bigger and, perhaps, more dangerous.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[The baby from a few days ago is now six or seven]

Someone was killed? I'm sorry, miss.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

Thank you ... [She paused. He'd grown up a lot since she'd last seen him, though he was still a long way from the adult that she knew.] Thank you, Mu.

[lamb_of_gold]

[He seems a bit surprised that she knows his name, but then a thoughtful look crosses his face, and he brightens a bit]

Gwen, right?

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

That's me. Do you remember meeting me, now?

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[... What. Asch is a little behind in news, but there is one word about this that caught his attention.]

Camelot? You know Morgana?

[Clearly the most important thing right now. THERE'S A DAMN KILLER LOOSE IN HER WORLD.

Also, if Gwen is in any way observant, she might notice the splash of red on his upper arm-- Morgana's favor, hahah... well.]

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

She's my mistress ...

[And Gwen had certainly noticed the favour. She stared at it, and then at Asch, with wide eyed astonishment.]

... who are you?

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[Wait, that was supposed to mean something? His eyes narrow slightly.]

Asch.

[Fuck, maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. Morgana can... take... care of... herself...

...]

Tell me about the people who went missing.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

[Morgana had trusted him enough to give him her favour. That was enough for Gwen.]

There's not a lot to tell. There are so many things that we don't know.

They went missing a few days ago. Their bodies were found this morning.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana walks over to her maid and without hesitation wraps her arms around her.] We'll find them. We'll find them and we'll stop them.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

I know. [She buried her head in Morgana's shoulder for a moment, drawing comfort from her strength and her confidence as she had so many times in the past.] I know.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana strokes Gwen's hair and holds her tighter.] I'm so sorry, Gwen...

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

I just don't understand. What could anyone want with their hands?

[pintsizeddeath.livejournal.com]

Not you too...

[Even while being a kid, he felt pretty numb over the whole ordeal.]

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

What do you mean? Has the same think happened in your world?

[pintsizeddeath.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[He hesitates briefly, looking down then up at the woman. Gwen, right?]

Yeah. We've got a few people dead now.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

... have we met?