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[magicus]

[ Merlin hadn't really expected to ever be running inane errands for Arthur again (for more reason than one), but he took to it with thrilled enthusiasm at the start. It was familiar, and it was simple, and-

Well, it got old after a few days, actually. And it's particularly old right now. He's attempting to carry a tenuously high stack of books back from the castle's library to Arthur's house (which, Arthur living in a house when there's a castle nearby, how's that for backwards) when he trips in the snow and sends the books and himself sprawling.

He only looks mildly chagrined as he goes to collect the books, some of which have more or less vanished into a snowbank. His journal happens to be one of them, and no, he's not aware it's open. ]

- perfect, now he'll call me an idiot for ruining the pages. Probably doesn't even read them. Don't know if anybody's told you, Arthur, but you aren't exactly busy being a king here. If you really wanted to read, you could go to the library like a normal person instead of just keeping books round the house to make you look intelligent.

[ Then, a bit more distracted and muttered under his breath as he focuses on one of the books: ]

King of Cabbage Heads, maybe.

[ Okay, so he might be more than mildly chagrined. He's also crouched down and testing out drying one of the books with magic, but if anyone sees him, he just looks like he's focusing very hard on a ruined book. ]

( ooc: open to action or over the journal! )

Comments

[wilder]

[He snorts]

Please. Nobles who execute a servant over something like unflattering words are insecure and weak fools anyway.

Still, you must be really entertaining to be kept around.

[magicus]

[ Now if only he could figure out how to forward a comment to Anne. ]

Entertaining's probably one word for it. [ Disappearing for days on end and hiding Arthur's dirty clothes behind furniture instead of bothering to clean them? It certainly keeps him guessing.

Which is probably not what anyone else would infer he means by that comment, but he's distracted by the mess of books, alright. ]

[wilder]

[Hey it's unfiltered man, just draw an arrow down and go "PLZ"]

Right.

[And definitely not what he infers, no. But really, it's none of his business what other nobles do. ]

Hey, you know a knight named Gwaine?

[magicus]

[ Oh that's a good idea, he totally will. Except with "milady", obviously. And thank you for having an open mind, that's very kind of you. ]

Gwaine? [ The question startles him enough for him to finally look at the journal instead of the book he's been inspecting. ]

Yes. Why? Do you?

[wilder]

Since he was a child!

Well, when he was on a loss as a child anyway- so it was really only a couple weeks as a child then he was grown again.

But yeah! He used to be here.

[magicus]

I'm sorry, did you say he was a child? [ And he knows this probably isn't the most important question he should be asking (the whole child thing should really take priority) but- ]

Did he always have that much hair?

[wilder]

Sure did. Castle sometimes does weird stuff to people for awhile. Call 'em losses.

[That much? Plz that hairlength is nothing]

Hmmm, it grew with him to proper proportions. But it's always been a very full head!

crashes back in SORRY

[magicus]

So they aren't just about losing things?

[ He does not want to be stuck here as a child, thank you. He's already fairly wary about not knowing what his loss is yet. ]

I can't actually imagine Gwaine being too young for taverns and women. That and fighting, obviously, but - please tell me he didn't do any of those.

[ He sounds amused, though. He sort of hopes child Gwaine at least made the effort. But, more seriously- ]

Do you know when he left?

No I'll never ever forgive you!

[wilder]

Not unless you count it as a loss of dignity.

[But Merlin we could all finally see if that scarf was attached to you since birth]

Well...I first met him trying to steal some ale from a tavern where he had managed to arm himself with several knives and when he got to know me better- he attempted to woo me into being his lady. So..sorry. Gwaine has always been Gwaine.

Last summer, I think it was.

CRIES

[magicus]

[ Well that's a visual. There's a delay as he gets stuck on that image, and he's clearly distracted when he finally drags his attention back to more important topics. ]

That long? It's bizarre to think people come and go, here - I can hardly get a handle on how time's meant to work between everyone without that complicating it.