I Want Crazy (Sal)

[Salazar Slytherin]

Salazar chucked, "of all people, Morgana le Fay, you are one I would have expected to hate me." They had never had a particularly close relationship. Though, he did realize that they'd grown closer since traveling to this future. As much as he hated admitting it, he was glad. Morgana was a bad enemy, and a nice... friend. A friend he couldn't help but want to protect. Seeing future Morgana so helpless and broken, he couldn't help but love current Morgana more.

Despite their past issues, he had always trusted Morgana. She never went back on her word, no matter what it was. Though her magic was strong, she was a very trustworthy woman.

[Morgana le Fay]

"I am usually far too tired to expend the effort needed to hate you, little snake," she responded teasingly.

When she'd been told that her older self had been married to Salazar, she'd been disbelieving at first, but she could understand it now. She had grown to care a lot for him in the time that they had spent in the future; she might even deign to call it love, were she inclined towards such things. It had, however, been a very long time since Morgana had believed in things like love, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to start again on the off-chance that he might feel the same.

Still...sometimes, he did and said things that made her think that she could love him under better circumstances. Maybe she did already, and that had always been unavoidable. She wasn't even sure, anymore.

[Salazar Slytherin]

Sal raised his eyebrow, "says my childhood arch enemy," he responded with a chuckle. He couldn't help but let a smile grace his face after she said it, he had to admit. He was starting to have a surprising amount of feelings for this sarcastic beauty.

Salazar wondered what thoughts went through her brain as she looked at him. From his years of knowing her, he could tell that she held some conflicting feelings. What of, he hadn't a clue, but he could see that they were there, along with a small touch of the sadness future Morgana felt. He hoped to god that the feelings he felt weren't showing in his eyes. He feared that he was falling for the unlovable woman. The one who lost all hope in love and had given up searching for it.

"Thank you," he said out of the blue. "For being the reminder of home," it may be strange and a little nostalgic, but he was glad she was there. Godric was some reminder of home, but Sal grew weary after too long with his old friend. He seemed to never tire of Morgana, "even if it's through a snarky, sarcastic, know-it-all," he added a touch of teasing, to make it a lighter statement. He hoped she didn't take it too seriously.

[Morgana le Fay]

"You flatter yourself, Salazar; I believe you are acquainted with my nemesis."

Evienne. Morgana tried to not think about her too much; there was nothing that she could currently do about her former colleague. In this time, it seemed, Evienne was dead, and there was a very large part of Morgana that hoped that she had been the one to end Evienne. The two had hated each other from the start, and that antipathy had only been worsened after Merlin died. There was a point where it truly seemed to much of Britannia that Morgana and Evienne would tear the islands apart with their constant fighting.

She arched an eyebrow at him, drawing her mouth into a thin line.

"Such sentimentality," she quipped. "I did not take you for the type."