Voicemail

[bitchprince]

It's almost silent, but in the distance, Arthur's voice can be made out if you put your mind to it.

"...Merlin, I hardly need your help to figure out this... voice... thing." A short silence, and then, much, much louder, he continues: "No, I am aware of which direction I am supposed to speak in. The question is, do you have any idea--"

  "You have reached the Blackberry telephone of Prince Arthur Pendragon. Leave a voice or text message after the 'beep', and I'll get back to you. Please don't try my room phone, as it is unfortunately deceased."

BEEP.

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[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

At some point, a letter would find Arthur. The handwriting was familiar, but the tone was decidedly somber:

Arthur,

If you're reading this and I haven't gotten in contact to tell you not to read this bloody thing, well, you're a soldier. You know how this goes. It was always going to be a tight toss of the dice either way, and one day my luck had to run dry, right?

This is bloody depressing. Go out, raise a glass of the most expensive drink you can find in my honor and then dance with a pretty girl. This was always going to be my fate, my friend. You can't outrun the Pattern. May the Light shine on you--you weren't nearly as annoying as I pretended.

--Mat.