The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitch_prince]

It ws morning, it was Monday, and Arthur was in the salle, going over the edge of his own sword to make sure it was still decent for actual combat. Sure, sharpening the thing wasn't strictly his job, but he liked to make sure just in case something showed up.

He was also still mildly cranky over the phone thing, but it wasn't like mildly cranky

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[bigdamndestiny]

Merlin's mobile was safely put away today. Just in case he got any more of those messages.

So, instead, he was polishing armor. Because that didn't involve spatulas.

[bigdamndestiny]

"It's almost a service to the community."

[blondecanary]

"Yup. 'Chuck is charming. Watch your step. Or your back.'"

[bigdamndestiny]

"We could put up signs!"

[bitch_prince]

Eventually, Arthur made his habitual stalk towards Merlin's perch and sank down with a mollified sigh. Rather than start conversation the normal way, he gave Merlin a light, friendly shoulder-to-shoulder shove.

[bigdamndestiny]

"Feeling better, I gather?"

[bitch_prince]

"Some," Arthur said, grudgingly (sort of). "Violence does make one feel better." He stretched. "Dare I ask what unspeakable message managed to drag you off the phone?"

[bigdamndestiny]

"I think someone was trying to proposition me. And someone else was threatening me for doing something to the flamingos. I'm not entirely sure what it was all about..."

[bitch_prince]

Arthur pulled a face. "Don't even start," he said, "I think mine got increasingly lewd, which was just--"

Pause.

"I don't need to know that much about other people's private lives."

[bigdamndestiny]

"For that, I think you just have to listen to radio mostly," Merlin replied with a grin. "You get all sorts of gossip there."

[bitch_prince]

"I'd rather avoid it," Arthur said, twitching theatratically.

[bigdamndestiny]

"...you read it."

[bitch_prince]

"Yes," Arthur said, shooting him a maligned look, "And I do the best I can to keep such details off radio."

He considered it his primary contribution as a newsreader.

[bigdamndestiny]

"...but you still know what it really says," Merlin pointed out.

[bitch_prince]

"Which is unfortunate," Arthur returned, "But it's my duty to make sure at least one night a week is clean."

How well this would go with Jak on board was another question entirely.

[bigdamndestiny]

Merlin just continued to give him a look. "You're very adept at ignoring things, aren't you?"