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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[bitchprince]

Arthur did not in fact get (or found himself able to respond to) the voicemail until late that evening, when he was already getting ready for bed.

He stared at his phone for about two minutes before valiantly making an attempt to answer.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT," he informed the phone, then remembered Reno's spiel about not shouting into it, "We're not, he's something of an idiot, and I'll have words with him. As--"

Click.

Arthur eyed his phone. It appeared to be dead. Lovely.