Video 2 - Sewing Shop

[roseofthetyrells]

[most people put on a hit list would lie low and avoid public notice.

not Margaery. she's not going to let the Null run her life and she has sewing shop duties to attend to.

this time, there's no fumbling with the phone, no going out of focus, Marg has successfully conquered her phone. and the sewing shop is dust-free and bolts of fabric can be seen in the distance]

Hello, everyone!

Does anyone have anything for the sewing shop to attend to? We're open and ready to help you with your needs. Please feel free to contact me with whatever you require.

[to Jo Harvelle, Trafalgar Law, Malkus Iverwelling, and Delmar]

I have what you requested ready for you to pick up. Please feel free to stop in anytime.

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[roseofthetyrells]

[and Margaery saw reasons to be proud, people stepping up and offering to protect one another and refusing to turn on each other as the Null undoubtedly hoped they would]

Ah, there you are! Hello! How have you been? I have your cloak ready. I hope you like it.

[doctoral_bird]

[ He froze, looking at the sheer detail of his garment. It was so much nicer than he could have predicted! Malkus would have been content with something as basic as a thick cape but this. The Doctor’s eyes widened as he approached. ]

Been fine. This. I-It’s fantastic.

[ He reached out to accept it, staring down at the gift with a mix of surprise and pain. ]

I do not deserve this, my queen. I-I cannot accept.

[roseofthetyrells]

[she's pleased to see that she had apparently done well. she'd done little work with leather or hide before]

Thank you! I'm glad to hear you like it.

[is holding it out to offer it to him]

Of course you can! It's made from the hides you brought me.

[doctoral_bird]

[ He pulled the cloak closer to himself, feeling the weight of the fabric on his hands. It felt heavy. Like his guilt. Oh goodness, what mess had he gotten himself into? Would-be murderers didn’t deserve nice things like this. ]

I-I can see that. It’s beautiful. I-

[ Malkus lowered his head and buried his mask into the fabric, trying to stifle the brief sound that slipped out of his mouth. He broke that facade way too easily. How would he murder someone while being this emotional? ]

I do not deserve this! I-I’ve done nothing to return the favor!

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery doesn't even suspect him of being a potential murderer, though his thoroughly overwhelmed reaction seems a bit odd]

Thank you. I'm glad you think so.

[Margaery approaches him carefully and lays a hand on his shoulder]

You didn't have to. You requested it and I complied.

But, are you all right? You seem unwell.

[doctoral_bird]

There is just a lot. Too much on the mind.

[ He tried to pull himself together, taking a deep breath to compose himself. Though his words were laced with a tenseness despite his attempts at calming down. ]

It feels as though everything is building up to a catastrophe. And I'm uncertain of how things will end up.

[roseofthetyrells]

Is there any way I can help you ease your mind?

[Margaery is concerned for him and her hand raises like she'd like to lay it on his shoulder]

Yes, it certainly does feel that way sometimes. The Null's threat is impossible to ignore.

[doctoral_bird]

[ Malkus wouldn't deny a comforting hand on his shoulder. ]

Just stay safe, yourself. I'd loath to think someone out there would have it out for you, but one can never be too careful. There's no one on that list that I'd want to see hurt. Even those I don't know very well.

[roseofthetyrells]

[then she sets her hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently]

I will. Believe me, I'm in no hurry to die for the second time. I've been taking lessons in swordplay and I have a man who can fight living with me. I should be safe. Thank you for your kind words.

[doctoral_bird]

Of course! I haven’t the luxury of calling many people my ally, but this cloak has sealed it for me. I owe you a debt of at least gratitude. Should you or your fellow require anything from an apothecary, I’d be happy to assist.

[ Malkus’ shoulder felt stiff, almost ridiculously so. For someone who brewed as many salves as he did, maybe he ought to make something for himself? But the doctor patted a hand over hers, appreciating her concern. ]

I-I’m afraid that is my best skill, though the clinic has been so efficient I’ve yet to really use it.

[roseofthetyrells]

Thank you. I may have to ask your assistance sooner rather than later, assuming I can find the right herbs.

[yes, she'd hate to think of her friend being in pain and not doing anything to ease it. and she smiles gently when he pats her hand]

I'd honestly feel safer in your hands than I would in the clinic's. All of those strange new medicines and treatments!