No Merlin, otherwise your incessant ramblings and complaints wouldn't force me outdoors to have a conversation with Tarrento now would they? And don't talk as though I'm some monster or that the cottage is a hovel.
[Okay, now he's looking at you, probably talking through the open door. But not making any move to come in and smack some sense into you.
Yet.]
I'm not dirty Merlin and I can operate the washing machine now without flooding the place. I can demonstrate how to use a rag and bucket later if you want?
[ vaction ]magicalderpOctober 19 2010, 19:21:29 UTC
Yes because as I was being pulled away from Camelot I brought all my scarves.
[ Opens his mouth to say something else, but then the apple collides with his head.
Oh well it was worth it. Grins. YOU MAD ARTHUR? ] You had better be nice, Sire. I doubt there's anyone else that would be willing to wash your underthings.
Oh come now, I'm sure something has caught your eye in the shops here.
[He's certainly seen one or two things that look 'Merlin-ish'. As in 'oh god I am going blind, those colours clash horribly, look at your life look at your choices' and so on.]
I'm sure there would be many happy to wash the underthings of a prince. Don't confuse me with yourself.
I beg your pardon Merlin?
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Are you really hard of hearing now too?
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It has real floors and everything!
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You know, this place suits you better than the castle.
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Yet.]
I'm not dirty Merlin and I can operate the washing machine now without flooding the place. I can demonstrate how to use a rag and bucket later if you want?
[Suspicious eyebrow raise go.]
Really? Do explain.
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You'll have to show me, you know. Seeing as now you won't bother washing your own clothes now.
[ Snerk. ] Well its already dirtied enough for you, it's small and compact like your head. Yes...yes I think it's perfect.
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[He might just stick you in it.]
How dare you! You rude, cheeky, insolent --
[He doesn't finish the sentence. Instead, he lobs an apple at Merlin's head.]
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[ Opens his mouth to say something else, but then the apple collides with his head.
Oh well it was worth it. Grins. YOU MAD ARTHUR? ] You had better be nice, Sire. I doubt there's anyone else that would be willing to wash your underthings.
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[He's certainly seen one or two things that look 'Merlin-ish'. As in 'oh god I am going blind, those colours clash horribly, look at your life look at your choices' and so on.]
I'm sure there would be many happy to wash the underthings of a prince. Don't confuse me with yourself.
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[ Sure you weren't looking for yourself, Arthur? ]
Why don't you find me one of these people and they can take my place?
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[Of course not. He's far more stylish. He likes that whole jeans and leather jacket thing he's seen so far.]
What and deprive you of your favourite duties? As if I would ever be that cruel.
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[ Get out of here, Arthur. ]
And you are anything but cruel, sire.
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[It's his sweet ass cottage Merlin. Your skinny arse should be honoured to live here.]
That doesn't sound like a compliment coming from you. I wonder why.
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[ Oh so honoured. ]
I don't know what you're talking about. Of course it was a compliment.
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