2nd Spell [Accidental Video/Voice]

[lastdragonlord]

[The PCD is set in Merlin's lap, pointed away towards the ground, and while it's obvious that he's not meaning to broadcast anything in particular, he keeps playing at the buttons, switching various features on and trading between voice and video at odd times. He's talking in short, stuttered sentences, low and slightly under his breath.]

My name

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[visionofblood]

[There's a small crow perched in a nearby tree, watching the display through one headtilted beady eye. It cackles, and frills up its feathers, neck extending.

Someone thought Merlin's display was hilarious!]

[lastdragonlord]

[Gee, thanks Izuna. Still sucking thoughtfully on his hurt fingers, Merlin turns his head at the crow's cackle. He looks about until he finds the source and then, recalling Izuna's earlier words, smiles up awkwardly at the bird.]

[visionofblood]

[Haaah. Izuna's way off that-a-way making cookies or something else painfully domestic and bored. The crow hops closer and tilts its head further, peering with parted beak.

Oh yes. It's still silently laughing at you, Merlin. It fluffs again and makes a 'khkhkhhk' sound.

Is Merlin done with that rabbit? Scavenger wants to scavenge!]

[lastdragonlord]

[Nuuooooooo!! If it's still alive, Merlin plans to try and heal it - so it can bite him again or something.]

Well I'm glad someone's enjoying themselves - it's not polite to laugh at people, you know.

[visionofblood]

[Aw. Disappointment! It looks vastly displeased and caw's again, skitter-hopping further along its branch-perch.

It seems unconcerned with this breach of manners.]

[lastdragonlord]

[Well no one expects a crow to have much manners anyway.]

You know, it's easier to have a conversation if you come down here.

[visionofblood]

[Peeeeeeer.

Finally, with a great deal of feather-puffing, the crow deigns Merlin worthy of a shoulderperch. It's still eyeing that rabbit, with shrewd interest.

You will be mine, bunny. Oh, you will be mine, just you wait.]

[lastdragonlord]

[Humorously.]

Oh, thank you, your highness.

[Notices the eying.] Oh, stop it. You don't even know if it's dead - I'd poke it, but it'd probably bite me again, even if it was dead.

[visionofblood]

[Can a bird huff? If so, this bird's huffing. It even heaves a long-suffering sigh and creaks unhappy noises, but tears reddish eyes from the bunny.

And focuses all that intense interest on Merlin instead.]

[lastdragonlord]

[Smiling bemusedly.]

Yes? Can I help you?

[visionofblood]

[An almost offended huff. YOU invited ME down here, human..! That means you provide the entertainment! Or the food. Food is acceptable.]

[lastdragonlord]

Now, don't be like that. I only invited you down because you were already watching me.

If you're really that hungry though, I suppose you could always poke at the rabbit.

[visionofblood]

[It clicks its beak, pleased, and glides down to circle the rabbit. Sadly, the crow is not a bird of prey, so when the rabbit bolts it is left with empty claws.

So it turns to glare, accusingly, at the human-who-did-not-kill-properly.]

[lastdragonlord]

[Holds his hands up defensively.]

I made no promises about it's health, you recall. I'd offer to help you find some more food, but Arthur's always despaired of my hunting ability.

[visionofblood]

[It comes sulking back, wings dragging. This is one sullen bird. What kind of human can't even kill a rabbit? If a bird could pout ...

Caaawww!]

[lastdragonlord]

[Because Merlin never learns, he reaches out to stroke the offended crow.]

I'm sorry. Next time I get bit, I'll be sure to fling the bugger harder, shall I? Just for you.