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awaitingalbionWould anyone know where I could find a vacant house? [Merlin pauses, drumming his fingers against the journal's pages.] This apartment is getting a little cramped--[and the next bit sounds rather forced, as though someone had expressly ordered him to say it:] It's not really up to snuff for a King of Camelot and his royal household.
[Merlin adds further complaint beneath his breath.] And I could do with not sleeping on a sofa. I told Arthur those things were bad for my back--and then he has the nerve to wonder why the washing's not been done.
[After this important request is dispatched, Merlin will be in the library. Having ducked out of dish duty, he sneaks his way out of the building and across the village with record time. The meeting on sorcery has truly rekindled a desire to learn previously subdued by Arthur's mortal peril and Uther's arrival.
Well into the evening (and with a lighted candlestick instead of electric lights), Merlin is tearing down many books on magic that he can find from the shelves. He scans most, but often becomes distracted by some of the lengthier descriptions of varieties in magic different from what he has known at home.
Anyone who comes by to also lurk in the library this evening may walk in upon a few of the spells he tries out. This may involve a few pages accidentally burning, or the sudden growth of a lilac bush on an empty chair.]
{ooc - out of character, we're looking at house #40 so if someone could steer him in that direction, that would be great!}
[Merlin adds further complaint beneath his breath.] And I could do with not sleeping on a sofa. I told Arthur those things were bad for my back--and then he has the nerve to wonder why the washing's not been done.
[After this important request is dispatched, Merlin will be in the library. Having ducked out of dish duty, he sneaks his way out of the building and across the village with record time. The meeting on sorcery has truly rekindled a desire to learn previously subdued by Arthur's mortal peril and Uther's arrival.
Well into the evening (and with a lighted candlestick instead of electric lights), Merlin is tearing down many books on magic that he can find from the shelves. He scans most, but often becomes distracted by some of the lengthier descriptions of varieties in magic different from what he has known at home.
Anyone who comes by to also lurk in the library this evening may walk in upon a few of the spells he tries out. This may involve a few pages accidentally burning, or the sudden growth of a lilac bush on an empty chair.]
{ooc - out of character, we're looking at house #40 so if someone could steer him in that direction, that would be great!}
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Date: 2010-06-14 11:09 pm (UTC)I see that you have finally taken the initiative.
[action]
Date: 2010-06-14 11:26 pm (UTC)Y-your majesty. I just thought--I...[Merlin slams the journal shut.] Prince Arthur thought a change in scenery might be nice.
[action]
Date: 2010-06-15 12:35 am (UTC)My son is correct. These chambers are far from adequate for our purposes. It hasn't escaped my notice that we are being housed next to these...humanoid beings, these turtles.
[action]
Date: 2010-06-15 12:43 am (UTC)So, instead, Merlin simply dips his head into a few deep (and very respectful) nods.] I-I'm very sorry, sire. It is truly a travesty that you should have to rest anywhere near those--[gulp]--creatures.
[He wants to add more. Perhaps the reassurance that he will have a home for them by tomorrow morning; however, for the present moment he decides not to risk engaging Uther in superfluous conversation.]