(no subject)

[impetuous]

Morgana's room
[ Knock, knock, beautiful. Then opening the door and letting himself in because he can. ]

Morgana?

(Big) Merlin's room
[ Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door~ okay there's just knocking. Are you here, dude? ]

Casa de Guts
Allen!

[ After the kitchen proves a bust, he starts climbing the stairs. He will barge in your room, Allen, don't think he won't. ]


[ Much later in the day, Gwaine flips open the journal to dictate in a quick, neutral tone: ]

Arthur Pendragon has returned to Camelot.

Comments

[willrememberthat]

Him, too? [There's a crack in her voice. Dany, and now Arthur? She thought she wouldn't have to deal with losing people so much here.]

[impetuous]

[ Oh, fuck, small child. Arthur did this on purpose. How does I children. His tone gentles. ]

Him too. His people need him.

[willrememberthat]

I know. He's... important.

I just wish I got to say goodbye.

[impetuous]

I'm sure you can. There are ways to say goodbye even when the other person is not there. What's your name?

Dictated forever

[onlyanapple]

...Well, hell.

[Gwaine]

Does Allen know? And Morgana? [Because this could get messy. And that actually sounds like real concern in his voice]

Crowley

[impetuous]

Of course, they do. I told them first.

Gwaine

[onlyanapple]

That's something, at least.

[Pause] How about you? He was your leader.

Crowley

[impetuous]

I wouldn't risk having the castle burnt down. Cathartic as it might be, we'd all end up a little worse for wear. [ The attempt at a joke falls flat.

Gwaine pinches the bridge of his nose. He takes a moment to sigh. ]

He still is. I've still a duty.

room filter forever

[scinlae]

[ He finds her sitting in front of her vanity still in her bedclothes, hands fiddling with a ring.

She does not move when he enters nor does she really respond, she simply sits and stares at the ring. It is a piece in a puzzle she can't quite figure out, or perhaps subconsciously does not want to figure it out. ]

[impetuous]

[ He recognizes the ring. How couldn't he. Whether this makes it easier or harder he doesnt know.

Sighing, Gwaine shuts the door behind him. He kneels beside her and strokes her cheek with the back of his hand. ]

[scinlae]

[ The touch is enough to snap her from her trance, she blinks turning her head to look at him. She manages a smile, though it is tired and worn (for a number of a different reasons). ]

Hello sweet knight.

[impetuous]

Good morrow, fair lady. [ He brushes her hair back. ] You look tired. Nightmares again?

Casa de Guts filter forever

[save_the_souls]

[Allen was sitting at his desk, looking up only when he hears Gwaine barge into the room]

Gwaine?

[impetuous]

[ Oh great, he's already sitting. Gwaine closes the door, taking a brief moment to pull himself together.

Third time and this is still not any easier. ]

Arthur's gone.

[save_the_souls]

[poor gwaine; there's a surprised pause. Then-]

From the castle?

[impetuous]

[ His life sucks. News at eleven. ]

Yes.

room filter forever

[kingsgambit]

[Yeah he's there and the grunt, followed by a thump is enough proof of it. Then it takes him a few moments to get to the door and when he does Gwaine will see a worn down man, who looks as if he hasn't slept the last few days.

Though when he sees Gwaine he can't help but raise an eyebrow and be well himself.] What brings a knight to a sorcerers domain? [But he does shift to let Gwaine in, his counterpart back home had done him no wrong and he doubts this one will either.]

[impetuous]

[ Gwaine smiles, but it's totally devoid of amusement. He gratefully steps inside. The conversation isn't meant for other ears and he's guessing Merlin doesn't want to be seen. Any comments he may have on the other man's appearance he keeps to himself. ]

What else but the king?

[kingsgambit]

[No he doesn't, and he's trying his best to stay out of trouble as a favor to Morgana. Since Igraine has asked her to look after him he'll make her life easy for now.

So once Gwaine is inside he shuts the door and waves him towards an actually clean bench where the rest of the room is a mess of scribbles, crates and bottles, a faint scowl on his face.] Don't tell me the boy's run off now that his mother's left.

[impetuous]

In a manner of speaking. [ A pause. ] He's gone from the castle. He's returned to Camelot. [ His smile is a mockery of one. ] At least, I hope he's returned to Camelot.

[ Fucking Wonderland B( ]

[songsandstories]

I did not know him well, but I am sorry to hear it.

[heloise]

[ The announcement is a surprise, both the message and the voice. But she has been here long enough to know no one ever stays, even if that makes the pain no less keen. Then others leave only to return. ]

...Gwaine?

[impetuous]

[ Give him a moment… ]

Lady Lucrezia?

[heloise]

[ She's so giddy to know he remembers! ]

Yes. My condolence for his departure.

[impetuous]

Do not be. He'll be happier in Camelot. His people have need of him.