Room 407, Friday Afternoon

[bigdamndestiny]

After the list of chores that comes from the morning after Arthur's broadcast and then class, Merlin was just settling in to have a spot of private time to read his book. Anything about drinking blood and red eyes would be good to find out more on.

No such luck so far. But he wasn't giving up hope!

[[Closed door, open post]]

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[bitchprince]

If Merlin thought he was getting any explanation, he was completely out of luck.

"Don't sit there gawking at me, Merlin," he said, "I'm trying to be..." He seemed to have real trouble finding the word.

Or fake trouble. "'Interested'."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin just gave him a look. "Interested."

[bitchprince]

"That's what I said, Merlin. How. Are you. Getting. Along?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Are you feverish?" Merlin asked, stepping forward to check.

[bitchprince]

"Merlin," Arthur said, pointedly, "I'm fine. You, however, seem to have lost your head to whatever mental affliction plagues you on a constant basis."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Just when have you taken an interest like this before," Merlin pointed out, crossing his arms over his chest.

[bitchprince]

Arthur grunted. "Ealdor," he said. "Or would you like me to name all the places I've ever asked you a damned question?" He was already crabby. This was fun.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin didn't stop giving him a look for this, but it certainly lost it's intensity.

"I'm doing perfectly fine, Arthur." There was a pause when it dawned on him. "How are you?"

[bitchprince]

"I told you," he said, sitting down on the bed at last, "I'm fine." He eyed Merlin from the side. "I think my arm's got about four more weeks on it." Optimistically. "We'll hopefully be getting a pass home then."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin hesitated before asking the question he'd rather avoid. "How are you and Leto?"

[bitchprince]

"Fine," Arthur repeated, with all the firm lines of a man who really didn't want to discuss it. "So this Cal hasn't thrown you out of your own room again, has he?"

What Arthur was wanting to say was I feel like I'm bloody useless, but, well.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"No, he hasn't." Merlin fiddled with the hem on his shirt for a moment. "I could always give him privacy, though..."

[bitchprince]

"That's good," Arthur muttered, "I might have to have words with him otherwise." You know, so his room wouldn't be crowded again. Yep.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"How is your heroing class?" Merlin asked, trying to go for a different topic.

[bitchprince]

"Stupid, but that appears to be the norm," he said. Hey, it was an answer that wasn't 'fine'. He glanced at Merlin's window. "How's your-- whatever else it is you take where you're not bothering me?"

His memory was horrible sometimes.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Mad Queens and Kings, Arthur." And he was the slow on here? "Lady Ghanima is a very good teacher."

[bitchprince]

"So I'm told," Arthur said, glibly. He should probably still go out and meet her one of these days. "Well. It's been... illuminating," he continued, "But if your roommate isn't showing up any time soon, I've got more important things to do."

Like sit in his room and brood.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin looked around quickly. "Did you want to try for a ride around the island?"

[bitchprince]

Arthur paused. He'd been halfway to getting up.

"Sometimes," he said, "You manage to shock me by coming up with a decent idea."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'm full of surprises, my lord," Merlin replied dryly. "The exercise would do the horses some good."

[bitchprince]

He nodded, flashing Merlin all of the edges of a grateful smile, as he couldn't rightly give him more than just the edges there. "Then why are you still lazing about?" Arthur said, "Hurry on up."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin flashed him one quick grin before hurrying on after him. "Coming, my lord."