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Who: beyourshadow and whatdowesayto
What: Merlin checking up on her (after closing himself away for weeks).
Where: Camelot
When: 4th Nov
Warnings: None!
He had warned that he would not be a good host, when he had offered Camelot as a place to stay. Back in his own rooms, he had taken to writing his thoughts down again, replacing old scripts with new. Those concerning Arthur were, of course, stored somewhere safely, but they weren't relevant to his current situation, so having them in plain sight would only muddle the new lines that needed to be drawn. Not that there was truly many of them to consider. Still so very little information to go on, he'd be disappointed in himself if it wasn't clear the city did not want to reveal its secrets.
It's still rare that he emerges. The need to bathe, the guard duty he'd signed up for, a few questions posed on the network. When he remembered to eat, he could just dream food up, and anything else was largely unimportant.
It's been weeks by the time he really pays attention again, and he wonders about his guests. Christine had chosen to move in simply to annoy him, it seemed, but Arry he had invited, only a child. He'd seen her settled in, safe during the strange fear-provoking mist (asleep, an oddity, but she'd awoken from it without harm), and had not truly spoken to her since.
He can imagine clearly Igraine scolding him for it, gentle and fond, and perhaps the memory pushes him to go find Arry, or perhaps he needs the distraction from that ghost.
What: Merlin checking up on her (after closing himself away for weeks).
Where: Camelot
When: 4th Nov
Warnings: None!
He had warned that he would not be a good host, when he had offered Camelot as a place to stay. Back in his own rooms, he had taken to writing his thoughts down again, replacing old scripts with new. Those concerning Arthur were, of course, stored somewhere safely, but they weren't relevant to his current situation, so having them in plain sight would only muddle the new lines that needed to be drawn. Not that there was truly many of them to consider. Still so very little information to go on, he'd be disappointed in himself if it wasn't clear the city did not want to reveal its secrets.
It's still rare that he emerges. The need to bathe, the guard duty he'd signed up for, a few questions posed on the network. When he remembered to eat, he could just dream food up, and anything else was largely unimportant.
It's been weeks by the time he really pays attention again, and he wonders about his guests. Christine had chosen to move in simply to annoy him, it seemed, but Arry he had invited, only a child. He'd seen her settled in, safe during the strange fear-provoking mist (asleep, an oddity, but she'd awoken from it without harm), and had not truly spoken to her since.
He can imagine clearly Igraine scolding him for it, gentle and fond, and perhaps the memory pushes him to go find Arry, or perhaps he needs the distraction from that ghost.