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Merlin and Arthur's Room, A Hotel in Vancouver, Monday Evening

Aug 11, 2009 05:43

On the upside, Arthur didn't know enough about local standards to recognise that the hotel they were in was not of the best quality available. That meant that everyone present was at least spared that amount of thrown fits or whining or irrationality of any stripe ( Read more... )

dinah, vancouver, arthur/room service otp, merlin

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blondecanary August 11 2009, 04:33:50 UTC

Knock knock, knock knock!

"Room service!"

So not.

blondecanary August 11 2009, 05:30:06 UTC

"They're good chips," Dinah reassured him, heading to a chair against the wall and curling up in it, feet under herself, and putting the chips on the little table in between the two uncomfortable chairs that these hotels always had in the hall way. "Here." She ripped open the bags and opened the pop bottles, and nibbled on a handful of pretzels. She had her reasons for this. Maybe not good ones. But yes, she had them.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 05:32:02 UTC

Arthur was just going to sit down and think about what was back in that room and attempt not to let too much of that show on his face because if there was anything in the world he wasn't going to talk to Dinah about...

He snagged a pretzel. Took a bite. "These are the worst biscuits I've ever had."

blondecanary August 11 2009, 05:35:18 UTC

"That's 'cause they're not biscuits. Or cookies. They're pretzels. Kind of like-- croutons?" She considered. "Do you have those in Camelot?" Dinah took a big gulp of her extra-big Diet Coke.

In a little bit, she could handle the room and the lack of anyone else breathing in there, and thinking the demon would come back when she was alone. For now, she'd like to avoid thinking, and Arthur was good at providing that kind of distraction.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 05:40:22 UTC

Arthur was so proud of that. Really, he was.

"This is nothing like bread in soup," he said, pulling a face. What? He'd had the local soups before. He put the half-eaten pretzel back onto the table, and snagged some-- Coke, was it?-- instead.

All these bubbly drinks.

blondecanary August 11 2009, 05:44:33 UTC

Well, there weren't any dragons or demons for him to kill that second. He had to do the prince thing some other way, right? Or the world would stop.

"Actual bread? Hmm." Dinah considered that, and ate another pretzel, watching Arthur with amusement. "I don't know. They're German originally, I think. Do you even like that?" she had to ask.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 05:45:41 UTC

"Do I even like what?" he asked, unscrewing the cap.

There was your fit of princeliness.

blondecanary August 11 2009, 05:51:29 UTC

Wrapped up with a bow, even!

"Pop. Soda. Coke. The stuff you're about to drink," Dinah said, watching in wary fascination for his take on it.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 05:52:39 UTC

Arthur rolled his eyes and took a big sip.

And pulled a face. "I've had it before," he said. "Your people seem to enjoy an upset stomach."

blondecanary August 11 2009, 05:54:50 UTC

Dinah giggled, and opened up the bag of Doritos, popping one in her mouth. "We're just used to it. More spices. More variation." She chewed and swallowed, thinking. "Favorite food in Camelot you can't get here?"

Okay, that was going to trigger a princely bit, she bet herself.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 05:56:26 UTC

"There's not enough game in your woods," he said, "That answers your question."

He put the bottle back on the table. Were they going to be playing a game of question here?

blondecanary August 11 2009, 06:00:04 UTC

It would be hard to play with someone who never asked anything, and who seemed to guess stuff way too often anyway.

"Mmmm. You could go to the Appalachias. Hunt something there. Get a permit. Find a butcher... and all." Dinah made a face, trying to veer her mind away from hunting and forests, and God, deer. Another Dorito. Which she was firmly convinced had never been alive in any meaningful way. Nom, cheesy crunchy goodness.

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 06:05:11 UTC

"I'll get right on that," he said, and took some of these Doritos for himself.

They were far better than the soda or the pretzels, at least. He glanced at the door to his room again. "You'll be all right," he told her.

blondecanary August 11 2009, 06:10:11 UTC

Dinah froze for a second, because hey! They weren't talking about that!

Sometimes she was even more of a guy than the guys she knew.

After a minute though, she reached for another Dorito, and chewed it carefully. Had to find something to say to that. And settled on, "Thanks." Another chip, more pop. "Is he okay?"

bitch_prince August 11 2009, 06:12:47 UTC

They weren't talking about that. He was just making an observation.

He was also not slightly scared of what laid beyond that door or slightly eager to get back to it once Dinah was taken care of. None of that. "He's fine," Arthur said, tilting his head towards her, and snagging a Dorito. "These are much better than any of the rest of it - it might actually taste like something."

blondecanary August 11 2009, 06:17:56 UTC

"Cheesy goodness dunked in salt and peppery mouth-burning spices," Dinah agreed, not sure whether to believe him about Merlin; but maybe if he was already asleep, he was just tired. Magic exhausted Tony, maybe it was doing the same to him. "There might be corn in there somewhere, too." And when the chips were gone, she'd go back to her room and be... mostly okay.

No way to say, You'll be fine too, when she wasn't sure Arthur even realized he might need it.

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