Gosh, the difference between the graphics of this computer and the computer where my Sims are based is astonishing. All the images that look great on the other computer look so darned dark on 'Nigel.' (Yes, I name inanimate objects.)
So this is really just a collection of some pictures I'd taken on Merlin and Arthur's first "date," if you could call it that. In reality they ran into each other after work and I just went, "To hell with this slow-moving friendship! On with the slash!" and had them go eat together at Camelot's up-market bistro, Nimueh's, where everyone has to dress FANCY, before Merlin invited Arthur home and HE ACCEPTED, YAY.
Ugh, I get so excited over pixels.
I will endeavour to write a proper storyline for these boys, a la the Hunith post, but for the moment this should suffice.
Here are Arthur and Merlin, getting a little more familiar after arriving at Merlin's very basic home.
Arthur: "No wonder you're such an idiot, you only own seventeen books."
Merlin (fondly): "Prat."
Their first kiss.
One thing after another happened, until the boys wound up in Merlin's bed, Merlin nuzzling against Arthur's shoulder as they slept beneath a really hideous doona.
The next morning, despite Merlin's worries that the drink from the night before had more than contributed to Arthur's enthusiasm, everything appeared to be fine.
Arthur: "Morning."
Merlin: "I- I didn't expect you to stay."
Arthur: "I will admit the quilt cover and the dresser almost sent me running. But, here I am."
Merlin: "I'm glad."
Me and my sucky dialogue. Anyway, Merlin began to make breakfast for them both. They'd slept late, and even though Arthur was missing work, he decided to linger a bit longer. He didn't usually abuse his connections, but being the son of the Police Commissioner had its benefits.
And then Merlin pulled this face, which completely broke the mood.
Later that day, long after Arthur had gone and well before he had to go to work himself, Merlin went for a walk around Camelot. He'd had no real idea of where he was going, but suddenly he found himself near an abandoned mine, the entryway blocked by fallen wood. Intrigued, he stepped closer.
A voice rang out. "So, you have come to your destiny already, without my guidance at all."
"Sorry, what?" Merlin said. He had a moment to ponder whether talking to a pair of gold eyes inside a dark tunnel was a good idea before the voice spoke again.
"You and the young Pendragon. The two halves have become one."
Merlin decided that the best option was to walk away. Very fast.
"Er, I've got to go. I'm really busy."
A thin chuckle followed him as he turned away, but Merlin did not look back.
Random unrelated points:
Eventually, my Merlin mood theme will be completed and I will revel in having Uther/Gaius moments expressing my emotions. :P
Law & Order: UK is on tonight. I love the prosecutor guy's hair. Love.
I'm wearing my high school leavers jacket, as I have been for the last couple of days. Hadn't touched it for years, but it's quite warm. Plus my other jacket is currently dead from the amount of curry I spilled on it recently.
I finished reading through my latest book of three Tintin adventures in about a day and a half. The Red Sea Sharks was ridiculously hilarious, as was The Calculus Affair. Oh, Captain. If he wasn't so 2-D, I would be SO into him.