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[awaitingalbion]

[With a clearing of his throat, Merlin addresses the journal system.]

Perhaps...I am not really cut out to be a knight. Although, it'd be nice to get some of the recognition. A knight is never stuck serving breakfast.

[There's a quiet, longing look as Merlin looks "off screen" towards Arthur's abandoned sword. Knights, after all, had so much more of an acceptable heroism.]

Miss Fina, could I request an audience with you? It's about--err--what we talked about, last time. I could use some help.

[Merlin is shown drawing a palm across his face. He grumbles.] Arthur's still not back.

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[screw-the-rules.livejournal.com]

Well, hell, if he's that much of a snob, doesn't sound like it'd be much of a loss, if you ask me. And yeah, yeah, I know. You're connected and all that--but still.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Believe me, the thought of running from it all has been rather tempting.

[screw-the-rules.livejournal.com]

Nah, no point in running. I dunno if I believe in all that destiny crap, but if it is true, then things'll work out how they're supposed to--whether you want 'em to or not. Huh...

[He's silent for a long moment as a sudden thought occurs to him. He's not used to thinking much, so it takes awhile.]

And I still don't see any reason why you can't do whatever you want--while you're here, at least. If you really do have that destiny thing going on, then you'll both run into each other--hell, you probably won't be able to avoid each other. And it ain't like either one of you's going anywhere anytime soon.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Perhaps...perhaps you're right.

[screw-the-rules.livejournal.com]

Never know 'til you try, right? Might as well take a shot.