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It was one of those boring mornings where he had little on his plate beyond early morning staff practice (done) and magic reserves and bothering Katchoo later on in the day. It made Arthur antsy, and being antsy was never a particularly good look on him.

That dartboard simply had to happen.

Which would explain why, for the first time, it wasn't Merlin, but rather Arthur who took to the internet on his phone. Maybe he could find one there. Maybe there was a store in town he could convince to deliver one to him. The possibilities were endless.

At least it kept him occupied. (Also? Why had no one told him about novelty mugs before?)

[[ door open, post open to visitors and phone calls and whatever, whee ]]

Date: 2009-12-02 03:54 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Found a new game, then?"

Leto would actually have been just a little flattered, but he would have pointed out that he himself was a lot harder to hit.

Date: 2009-12-02 04:02 pm (UTC)
future_sandworm: (talking)
From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Really? And what are you lacking from your rooms at home?" You know, those rooms in the dark ages, without a TV.

Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-02 04:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Clearly you are tormented," Leto noted. "And I take it the fight yesterday didn't count for much?"

Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-02 05:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Oh, I thought you might have missed me." Leto looked cheerful. No, he didn't think that.

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-02 08:35 pm (UTC)
future_sandworm: (smile again)
From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Oh? How come?" Leto replied. "And as for Thanksgiving I only tried the traditional food. It wasn't that much of celebration."

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-02 08:44 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Oh, with Dinah? I congratulate you on your survival." No, it didn't mean his Thanksgiving had been better. Leto had had good company.

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-02 08:53 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"I have," Leto said. "Quite tasty. And did you get along with Dinah's family?" He had met Helena during Parents' weekend.

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-03 10:43 am (UTC)
future_sandworm: (smile again)
From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
Leto took that to mean that Dinah's family hadn't been impressed enough with his titles or prepared to put up with a certain amount of arrogance. He could have told them it was part of the man's charm, but then he wasn't one of Arthur's favourite people either.

"So, a quiet holiday." Leto smiled. "Well, I have to leave you now, I'm afraid."

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-03 12:34 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"Yes, I'm sorry to disappoint you." No, he didn't actually have an appointment, unless going for a walk counted. "But let me know if you need to brush up on staff fighting."

Re: Room 325, Wednesday Morning

Date: 2009-12-03 01:04 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] future_sandworm
"I know how to use it," Leto replied, showing about as much enthusiasm as Arthur did. Then he gave a quick nod. "I'll see you later."

He turned and walked away, heading towards the stairs.

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