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Who: cursedtobe & pratservant
When: The morning after this!
Where: The Park
Format: Action
What: Merlin makes good on his promise to make a lake. Sort of.
Warnings: None
[Every morning is another round, and though morning always wins, Merlin usually puts up a fight. He tosses and turns and pulls the pillow over his head, stealing five more minutes of sleep until he absolutely has to get up and start his day.]
[This morning is different. Not only is he awake and dressed, he's downright cheerful.. It promises to be a good day, despite the little matter of having to go into Dismas. The person he was going for was more than worth it.]
[He does take a dagger, pitiful bit of protection it would be. But he could probably weild it slightly better than a sword, which might just paint a target on his back anyway.]
[Merlin heads to the kitchen, making a couple of sandwiches and putting them in a paper bag before heading off to the undercity. The early hour works in his favor. He arrives at Freya's door without getting himself gutted with his own dagger.]
When: The morning after this!
Where: The Park
Format: Action
What: Merlin makes good on his promise to make a lake. Sort of.
Warnings: None
[Every morning is another round, and though morning always wins, Merlin usually puts up a fight. He tosses and turns and pulls the pillow over his head, stealing five more minutes of sleep until he absolutely has to get up and start his day.]
[This morning is different. Not only is he awake and dressed, he's downright cheerful.. It promises to be a good day, despite the little matter of having to go into Dismas. The person he was going for was more than worth it.]
[He does take a dagger, pitiful bit of protection it would be. But he could probably weild it slightly better than a sword, which might just paint a target on his back anyway.]
[Merlin heads to the kitchen, making a couple of sandwiches and putting them in a paper bag before heading off to the undercity. The early hour works in his favor. He arrives at Freya's door without getting himself gutted with his own dagger.]