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Merlin ([personal profile] bigdamndestiny) wrote2009-06-21 12:07 am

Secluded Part of the Preserve, Early Sunday Morning

A ride into the preserve was just what was needed in the early morning. Before the heat of the day would even start to kick in and everything was still and quiet from the night before.

The only things awake with them, it seemed, were the horses and the occasional teal deer that just stared as they passed. It was still a bit unnerving if you asked Merlin.

"It's almost like being home here."

[[For that guy with the hair]]

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Arthur frowned at him. "Then what did they do?"

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Merlin made a bit of a face as he untied his horse's lead. "They were rather small trees and I wasn't very good with control then," he said, trying to make it sound better than it was.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
A pause.

"Don't tell me. You made them explode."

Arthur reached for his own horse's lead.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I had an arrow in mind, actually..."

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Arthur shot him a look that read you are clearly completely daft. "You tried to use a tree for an arrow?"

At least by now he sounded like he was having mixed feelings about the strategy rather than the magic.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was a child!" A beat. "And it worked. In a way."

It had not bee pretty at all.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"In a way," Arthur repeated, as he took a good hold of his horse and pulled himself back up into the saddle. "What way?"

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Arthur digested this.

"You are one of the most peculiar people I have ever met," was his verdict, with a slight laugh that was totally at Merlin's expense. But in a good way. At least he wasn't moing.p

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"One day, I'll ask Morgana for all the stories about when you were a child," Merlin pointed out.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"She won't tell you a bloody thing," Arthur shot back.

He'd make her.

"Because there's nothing to tell."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then why are you so worried about it?"
bitchprince: (prince pouty pants)

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not worried," Arthur said, loftily, and urged his horse to begin moving.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then I'll simply talk to Morgana tomorrow," Merlin said, getting up on his own horse quickly to follow.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"She has more important things on her mind," Arthur shot back, "You're not to bother her."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I would never bother her."

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-06-21 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then try to avoid talking to her."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-06-21 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll endeavor to." Liiies.