Arthur hadn't actually made it back to his room for very long after his return from Shilo's world. He'd drifted around the castle, not quite settled; then when he'd turned in for the night, he'd gotten back onto his feet a few scarce minutes after entering.

If only you'd caught the sorcerer, this would have been resolved by now.

His father's face ( Read more... )

Four days. What facts have you gathered, Arthur? One: in all likelihood, Dinah couldn't permanently maim a fly. Two: her powers are dangerous. Three: Your father doesn't believe in negotiating with sorcerers, let alone being friendly with them, and you are bound to the laws of Camelot. Four: You have a longstanding relationship with the idea that ( Read more... )

Arthur awoke to a fuzziness of the mind and an overabundance of body heat. He was attempting to decipher several things all at once, but gave up once he realised it was entirely impossible to do so. He endeavoured to accept them at a more leisurely pace instead ( Read more... )

He didn't notice the light until some time into the morning. When Arthur did, it was with a sense of annoyance that blanketed his wariness in a satisfying way.

It was like the light switch, no doubt, and he wanted no part of it. The simple answer was to smack it and kill the light, much like the 'Tee Vee' and the switch.

But it had started ( Read more... )

He'd only gone to the roof to get a good understanding of the area. What he'd found was as useful as anything, but it was also more than a little bit...

Arthur Pendragon did not get frightenedHe slammed the door shut behind him, realising only at the last minute that his sword was still in the 'weapons locker' below ( Read more... )

Arthur pushed open the door to his quarters with a grunt. After summarily beating up Hannibal in the wake of the latter's challenge earlier that week, he felt a bit better about his abilities. Soon, he'd be able to lapse back into a regular exercise regimen ( Read more... )

Arthur had long since been made ready for bed, but he hadn't quite given in to sleep yet. Rather, he laid on the bed with his eyes pointed straight at the ceiling, blinking away at sleep that didn't quite seem to settle yet.

He'd managed to keep himself occupied today, but he had a duel to be well-rested for in the morning. This wouldn't do.

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Arthur woke up sluggishly. He blinked to clear his eyes, and a second time to identify the room he was in. Ah. Still the school, then; no closer to getting back to Camelot. He was also fairly certain the sun was up, which meant that Merlin would be here any minute now (and late, as per usual ( Read more... )

Arthur Pendragon was not best pleased. This had scarcely anything to do with the timely hour. Rather, it was the fact that he had to make this journey in the first place that left him in a mood that was, to be charitable, sourHe was intent on taking it out on anything that made itself available to take it out on ( Read more... )