bigdamndestiny: (STALKING YOU)
Carrying a pile of blankets and sheets because this Camelot was not like your Camelot and they had tomatoes, damn it... Merlin made his way into the empty room to actually do his duties with their not so lovely guest.

Placing them down on the bed, he found that it looked as though no one touched it all the time she'd been here.

Which could have meant something nefarious or horrifyingly gross concerning the king.

But at least that creepy guy wasn't there.

[[FOR THAT CREEPY GUY... and a badger face]]
bigdamndestiny: (huh? - 2)
After being told to deliver an elixer to the Lady Catrina and then being turned away, Merlin was left to wander on back to Gaius, still holding the bottle.

"She seemed confused by it," Merlin said, just beginning to get suspicious. Because he was a special lad.
bigdamndestiny: (aaaaand?)
It was the same thing they did every Monday, collecting pots from Gaius' various patient's all over the city and within the keep proper. Which made for a terribly exciting time all around!

Okay, more like boring and Merlin left feeling a bit like a pack mule as he lugged the pots and Gaius carried on like he was on a carefree little walk.

[For the creepers]]

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