The Citadel, Camelot, Tuesday
Jan. 31st, 2012 02:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitchprinceThe past two days had not gone well.
First, Morgana and Guinevere had departed to visit the grave of Morgana's father, a ritual she embarked on every year. But then she had failed to return after a day - far longer than she usually took. So Arthur had taken Merlin and a contingent of soldiers with him to find her.
They had found a great deal of bodies, some startled horses, and Morgana, bedraggled and frightened.
But no Guinevere.
Not that this mattered much to Arthur's father.
"I am so pleased to see you here in one piece," Uther said, and touched Morgana's cheek.
"My maid," she said, "Gwen. She risked her life to let me escape - we have to rescue her!"
"Absolutely not."
Arthur felt a headache swelling up already. This was going to wind up being a thing, wasn't it...?
[[ for Merlin. ]]
First, Morgana and Guinevere had departed to visit the grave of Morgana's father, a ritual she embarked on every year. But then she had failed to return after a day - far longer than she usually took. So Arthur had taken Merlin and a contingent of soldiers with him to find her.
They had found a great deal of bodies, some startled horses, and Morgana, bedraggled and frightened.
But no Guinevere.
Not that this mattered much to Arthur's father.
"I am so pleased to see you here in one piece," Uther said, and touched Morgana's cheek.
"My maid," she said, "Gwen. She risked her life to let me escape - we have to rescue her!"
"Absolutely not."
Arthur felt a headache swelling up already. This was going to wind up being a thing, wasn't it...?
[[ for Merlin. ]]
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Date: 2012-01-31 04:52 pm (UTC)"We're saving her, right?" Say no and face Merlin's squirrely wrath.
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Date: 2012-01-31 05:41 pm (UTC)Putting on a big show of pointing out to Morgana that they couldn't possibly risk men for a mere servant.
Arthur's cheeks were hurting from keeping his face in line until it was finally done.
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Date: 2012-01-31 08:29 pm (UTC)Merlin would just settle for making sad eyes at Arthur in the meanwhile. Because it was Gwen, Arthur. Gwen.
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Date: 2012-01-31 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-31 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-31 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-31 08:51 pm (UTC)skippingrushing to do just that. And get supplies. As you do.no subject
Date: 2012-01-31 08:55 pm (UTC)"I can't believe you'd just leave an innocent girl to die!" she yelled at him.
He ignored her, searching for the sheath of his sword, and then found the sword itself.
"Are you even listening to me?" she snapped. "Gwen is your friend, too! She's saved our lives before! She deserves more than this."
He pushed past her to get at his satchel. They'd need to bring supplies for this trip.
"Arthur!" Morgana hollered. "Arthur--!"
Arthur twisted around and glared at her. "Morgana," he said, "If you would stop shouting for one moment you would notice that I am packing."
She deflated.
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Date: 2012-01-31 09:00 pm (UTC)Look, it was time for an adventure. With danger and magic and R.O.U.S's!
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Date: 2012-01-31 09:07 pm (UTC)Arthur rolled his eyes at her sudden change of demeanour. He threw his satchel at Merlin. "Pack us up some food, then we'll get going."
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Date: 2012-01-31 11:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-01 12:53 pm (UTC)"Indeed we will," Arthur said, brushing past the both of them. "Merlin. Pack."
He wanted to get out of here right away.
Those R.O.U.S.es were waiting, Merlin!no subject
Date: 2012-02-01 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-01 07:55 pm (UTC)For a while.
And then they stopped.
Because there was plot-relevant drinking of water to be done!