Working Nine to Five, what a way to make a living

[awpoorcolin]

Bradley stretched to work out the kinks in his back. The increased time on the horses this series had definitely been fun but sitting upright without any back support was starting to wreak hell on his spine. Most of the crew and cast had gone home for the day, leaving just a few people and the directors to walk around and attempt to put together

Comments

[poorcolin]

As usual Colin was hanging off to the side, still dressed in his Merlin outfit, his typical tunic and pants. The only extra precaution being a dark blue hoodie with the hood drawn up over his head. Nightfall was coming and it was beginning to get chilly, so he had an excuse to wear something over his costume. While he was waiting around, he'd pulled out his Ipod and begun browsing through his selection of music. Something wasn't right. Had Bradley been downloading songs to his Ipod? Well, it wouldn't be the first time that charismatic blonde tried to liven up Colin's taste in music. Distracted by the music, he closes his eyes and tilts his head back, humming under his breath; completely unaware of Bradley lurking nearby.

[awpoorcolin]

Bradley smirked and turned on his camera. "Hello, Merlin fans." he whispered. "Here, we have the elusive Colin Morgan brooding in the dark shadows. For those who have trouble believin' that Col has a dark sense of humour, observe how he likes to hang out in shadows."

He snuck up towards the other man, only the blinking light of his camera signalling his presence. "We must be cautious, Merlin fans, for he might've discovered that I've attempted to put real music in his ipod."

[poorcolin]

Luckily for Bradley, the brooding Irishman couldn't hear a word he was saying. Well, all except for that last bit. He intentionally looks startled for a moment and then pulls his hood further down over his face in a playful attempt to hide himself. Somehow, he'd picked up on what was going on. It was odd how often that happened, when one or the other wasn't really paying attention.

After a few moments he flips his hood back and waves to the camera. That's pretty much all he's going to do, he leaves the theatrics to Bradley. "I thought something was off with my Ipod."

[awpoorcolin]

"I bet you did. Lucky you have me around to fix your iTunes so that the abysmal playlist that was already there would be fixed. Honestly, Col, how did you survive without me in your life before, eh?" Bradley teased. He then turned the camera on himself. "As you see, Merlin fans, there's a lot of work to be done. So I'll just sign off now in order to enlighten our dear Mr. Morgan to the finer things in life."

He shut off the camera and smiled at the other man. "Mate, you've got to get out of your shell more often. Won't do well for you to be lurking in dark shadows all the time. So what're you brooding about now?"