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a forest stood here once | an original character dreamcast     ∟ john barrowman as gavin venglory
“What do you think you’re doing?” she hisses, standing on tip-toes in an attempt to force him to meet her eyes. “I believe,” Gavin says finally, “that I am preparing my army.” It’s an obvious and frustrating thing to say, as knights bustle all around them, arranging and ordering and clunking across the courtyard with their heavy armored steps. “You have to be joking,” Vetessa breathes. She can barely muster anger through her disbelief. “You must be mad if you think that you can take all of our men in force away from the city. You can’t. I will not go!” Gavin smirks. “I can take my men wherever I please,” he says, and clearly relishes the fury in her eyes. “And I would never dream of taking you along. You are going to stay and tend the sick. In fact, I am leaving you in charge.” “In charge of what?” she roars, and shoves him violently in the chest. “In charge of a defenseless city? I am not a healer, Gavin, and you can’t tell people that you believe me to be a witch for years and then expect them to fancy the fact that you’re leaving me in charge!” She folds her arms across her chest. “I won’t stay.”  Gavin is no longer smiling. “You won’t stay, you won’t go, I don’t particularly care which it is, Vetessa. I am your Captain and you will do as I say.”

a forest stood here once | an original character dreamcast
     ∟ john barrowman as gavin venglory

“What do you think you’re doing?” she hisses, standing on tip-toes in an attempt to force him to meet her eyes.

“I believe,” Gavin says finally, “that I am preparing my army.” It’s an obvious and frustrating thing to say, as knights bustle all around them, arranging and ordering and clunking across the courtyard with their heavy armored steps.

“You have to be joking,” Vetessa breathes. She can barely muster anger through her disbelief. “You must be mad if you think that you can take all of our men in force away from the city. You can’t. I will not go!”

Gavin smirks. “I can take my men wherever I please,” he says, and clearly relishes the fury in her eyes. “And I would never dream of taking you along. You are going to stay and tend the sick. In fact, I am leaving you in charge.”

“In charge of what?” she roars, and shoves him violently in the chest. “In charge of a defenseless city? I am not a healer, Gavin, and you can’t tell people that you believe me to be a witch for years and then expect them to fancy the fact that you’re leaving me in charge!” She folds her arms across her chest. “I won’t stay.”

Gavin is no longer smiling. “You won’t stay, you won’t go, I don’t particularly care which it is, Vetessa. I am your Captain and you will do as I say.”
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