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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[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.]