And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
Though the specifics might be vague
And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
When in fact it was a nappy bluish grey

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MERLIN!

[The shout comes through the communicator, coupled with Arthur's seriously displeased face peering into the camera.]

How many times must I send for you? My room is slowly but surely turning into a war zone. Look at my boots!

[And he lifts a pair of suede boots into the view finder, which are covered in scorch marks and are looking rather ( Read more... )

This is madness! For all I can be told on the goodness of magic, you would have this- this beast kill another for--

[But as the prince fights for the words to describe what he had just witnessed that sorcerer do, Arthur's tirade on the evils of magic is quickly cut short, and the clang of metal is heard over the thump of the communicator hitting ( Read more... )

[The communicator clicks on, and it's almost the first of any word from Arthur there has been since the dreams, but there is no sound save for gentle breathing. On the other side, Arthur is holding it in a firm grip, knuckles white. He knows he should say something, that perhaps he should apologize to everyone he'd killed, but what is there to say ( Read more... )

[static erupts across the system, quickly followed by the muffled sound of Arthur slapping the device into the palm of his hand.]

What is...

[there's a pause, and a disgruntling mutter, followed by more thumping of the speaker against Arthur's palm.]

Useless magic box. What are all these noises about?

[sigh.]At least the snow has let up. It ( Read more... )

Has anyone else noticed the strange sounds coming from the Eastern Wood?

[though you can't see it, the frown in Arthur's voice is pretty obvious. as is the sound of a sword being sharpened]

Not to say that peculiar things do not happen here all the time, but this seems different from anything that I have witnessed in my short stay. I thought I ( Read more... )

[the communicator clicks on to the view of someone's palm. a soft grunt comes across the microphone, followed by the sound of the box dragging across leaves. the camera turns and finally the image falls on Arthur, who looks worse for wear. he's scraped and bruised and seems to be panting softly, looking exhausted, and sprawled on his stomach on the ( Read more... )

--AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGH!

[the video clicks on mid-bellow, static at first as the communicator bounces along the ground, revealing Merlin on the floor with a raider bearing down on him. following the shout is Arthur in chainmail, both hands on a longsword and face contorted as he meets the raider head on, crossing blades and shoving against him to ( Read more... )

[there is quite a bit of rustling, as though arthur has picked up the device and forgotten he had turned it on. footsteps come across, brisk, and the sound of a door opening and closing ( Read more... )

[when the communicator clicks on, arthur sounds- well, busy. somewhat like a man on a mission, but in the same breath, like he's extremely annoyed]

Every time I turn around someone has something to say in this place. Just last night some man spoke my ear off about his travesty of stealing this... this chicken mask he then gave me. And not long ( Read more... )