four >> voice

[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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[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

That's because they're also powerful. [He nods to himself.] And powerful things usually are.

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...Powerful. Hm. That makes him think, actually before he... slowly nods. He never thought of it like that but it makes sense]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I suppose...if you speak less, you can make less of a gamble with that power?

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[Oh Merlin, that's thinking way too much into it. But Jaffar when he stops to think about it finds himself kinda agreeing. This time he doesn't nod but if you knew him welland this were in person you might notice his facial expression subtly shifting. ...Not that you can see that at all here, probably]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Isn't there anyone that you can just...talk with? Comfortably?

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[There is a distinct pause before eventually he doesn't nod but he does pop out the word/name:] ...Nino.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Who's Nino?

[He's cottoning on that, if he wants some kind of verbal response, he'd better avoid the yes-or-no questions.]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...Hm. He pauses and then this shifts to written. It'll take a while but eventually he lightly sketches out a drawing of this girl (http://i15.tinypic.com/4gjb6e9.png). It's a much cruder sketch though. And then to add on with voice he clarifies as he draws-]

...Green hair and... blue eyes.

[His voice, which is probably been dull this whole time, will display something close to affection as he clarifies that]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[That's encouraging!]

She looks...very beautiful, Jaffar. [He says it kindly, not lecherously.]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...He considers that. Honestly, he's never thought about it like that for a long period of time but eventually, he agrees-]

...She is.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Is she in Luceti, as well?

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...Nod. She is indeed]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

She must feel honoured that you don't mind talking a bit more with her.

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...There is a very distinct pause before-] ...Honored? [He has nothing; why in the world would she be honored?]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

If you don't talk often, but you talk to her? It probably makes her feel special.

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[...] ...She is special.

[The way it's said vaguely implies that he is not]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I'm sure she is. But I'm also sure that she feels special to you because of it.

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[There is another distinct pause before... he nods. But at this, he's going to leave it. This guy said his name was Merlin, right?]

...Merlin. [...] ...We will speak again.

[Closing his book]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[Merlin smiles briefly down at the book before closing it as well. Speak again, huh? He considers it a small victory.]