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Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | "I understand the workings sire," Merlin said feebly, trying to ignore the cold chill that had gone down his spine when the king bared his teeth perhaps it had been meant to be a smile, but it left the warlock feeling as though the other man was going to growl at him at any moment, then possibly eat him.He watched the king he could see the way the man's jaw was shifting, and could imagine him running his tongue over his teeth like a wolf would, after smelling something of particular interest though, why he would have become a source of interest to the king was beyond Merlin, he just knew that he didn't like it.And that he had no idea what to do under the circumstances should he just smile and nod in the hopes that it would solve things?But then, there it was again the addition of a single word that turned an otherwise slightly embarrassing remark into an absolutely terrifying one: 'no oneelse' the king had said. Given that Merlin hadn't been with anyoneat all, the implication was that there was the intention of there being someone and if Merlin's brain was keeping up with things properly, then he was sure that he didn't like where the conversation was going. He ended up staring at the king again, as though he had been frozen to the spot. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | So there was something that could ruin Merlin ??s good cheer, and it seemed that the king had found it. The boy was staring at him as if he had suddenly spoke some barbarian language, not one flicker of comprehension in those bright blue eyes. Forcefully, of course, Uther had seen intelligence there over the months even with the moments of terrible stupidity. Uther watched him for a moment and, then, did something extraordinary.Helaughed.It was a low rumble of pleasure, without even a hint of the predator of earlier. Another human moment for Merlin to add to his collection, though the king had no idea that the boy was watching for them. ??You may tell me ??no ?? to this request, boy, ? he said, almost gently, as he reached out to run a gloved hand down the youth ??s scrawny forearm. His left hand was large compared to the boy, hands of a grown man, a warrior, where Arthur ??s servant looked perfect for house work or maybe even intellectual, like Gaius. ??I would like to think that I can find a bed partner without force." Of course, that wouldn't end their little game, not yet Uther enjoyed watching, even if the closest thing they had to intimacy was helping him peel off armor and leather. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Laughter was a sound that was normally associated with the more positive things in life, but when Uther Pendragon did it and it came out as a low rumbling noise in his chest, it sent shudders through the warlock that he was barely able to suppress, though he wasn't entirely certain if the feeling had been a bad one just a strange one.But at least the king was amused by him, rather than annoyed.A large, gloved hand went to his arm and slid down it, an oddly gentle motion, though it didn't erase any of the concern that was still written on Merlin's face like the open book he tended to be. The king had told him he could say 'no', a statement that forcefully confirmed what the warlock's mind had been telling him yes, Uther Pendragon wanted to and he struggled greatly with the idea take him to his bed.Mostly, Merlin had been taken over by an unholy sort of terror at the concept, partly because he'd never thought about it, and partly because well, it was the king. The king, who took off heads if he suspected even for an instant that they had some involvement with any sort of magic. The king, who was a great deal stronger than him and probably slept with a knife.The king, who didn't like it when people disagreed.Finding his voice had stuck somewhere in his throat, Merlin for a long moment struggled to get any words out, and when he finally did, he sounded astonished, even to himself:"My lord," Merlin croaked out, and then offered another of those little white smiles, the first in several minutes possibly a record for the warlock while his hands threaded together in front of him,Was there even a way to word it? Uther Pendragon had his pick of the entire kingdom there would be women across the plains who would eagerly enter his chambers, and likely just as many men men who were a great deal more well with smaller ears, anyways. And less gawky. Possibly with some muscle, too, and eyes that suited their heads.How was he supposed to tell the king that he was daft? The entire thing had Merlin wanting to toss his hands in the air melodramatically and cry 'why me?' because it seemed fitting for the situation. As far as he was concerned, he hadn't done anything to cause this, so it had him feeling as though someone was playing a cruel joke on him perhaps in Nimueh's final moments she had sought revenge by casting some long distance spell that made the king want to do things to him. Yes the Old Religion wanted to bugger him to death.He winced at his own thought.Looking utterly lost, he managed to get out,"I I don't know that I'm suited for " he said, and waved a hand in the air in front of him as though to vaguely indicate 'that sort of thing' without really getting into specifics because he didn't want specifics. He didn't want to know. He didn't want those images in his head, because he knew his imagination was far too detailed whether he liked it or not. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | The gloved hand hovered around the level of the boy ??s elbow, the joint sharp enough that he could feel the bone even though he was barely touching the boy. Didn ??t seem to be a case of malnourishment, Merlin was just one of those people that would never have much muscle on their frame.He didn't mind. The boy had a sort of awkward charm to him and he simply couldn ??t imagine picking out someone with Igraine ??s eyes and a build like a barrel.Uther kept his head tilted back, his silver hair glinting in the firelight, making it look light and gold against the dark wood like some iconist had gone through and painted him with a halo. Like a saint, even with his heavy leather over shirt and mail, and even he would have found that ironic. His normally tight face was smoothed out with a lack of concern, unlike Merlin ??s, he honestly looked peaceful.After all, the boy was no threat. The worst he would do would be to gurgle a little and then manage a choked ??no ??. Uther had no reason to fear assassination, trickery, sorcery, etc, etc from Arthur ??s gawky manservant. It was a comforting feeling dealing with a human so incapable of guile that he could watch the refusal work its way up the boy ??s throat, bob along with his Adam ??s apple a few times, then finally make it to his mouth.Partially. The response wasn ??t a total refusal, but only because some of the words must have gotten stuck in the back of his throat. Uther let his hand drop, eyes still focused on the youth ??s face. ??A simple ??no ?? will suffice, Merlin, ? he said pleasantly, if the adjective could be applied to Uther Pendragon. In any case, the tone was without malice, cunning or anger, had something that might have been amusement and that was the closest mix the king came to ??pleasant ??. Instead of letting the boy off easy, though, his fingers once again moved to him, brushing along the bare skin of the boy ??s wrist. Even here he could feel delicate and accented bone structures through the gloves. Wonderful wrists similar to Igraine ??s but also uniquely masculine.It would be a shame to let him go unmolested."Help me out of my armor, tend to the fire and then you may leave." Uther pulled himself to his feet, to right within Merlin's personal safety bubble, eyes on the bruised chin. The skin would probably be warm, there, and tender. Too bad he wouldn't get a chance to explore it further. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | With the king's eyes still on him like that, Merlin's nerves didn't ease despite having gotten the words out and they hadn't come out with much confidence, he noted.But at the very least, the response he had received hadn't been one of anger in fact, it had been a quiet sort of amusement, which came as something of a surprise to Merlin, who hadn't exactly been sure what to expect from a man who normally made decisions to decapitate while he was eating breakfast. No, the kind had replied with an astounding sort of patience while placing gentle touches on him, one to his elbow and another to his wrist both of which left residual warmth, despite the thick leather gloves.Then the king was rising to his feet, eyes still on him and the topic was dismissed casually when Uther moved on to giving the warlock his next orders. It was something of a relief for Merlin, who suddenly felt as though he had just barely escaped the jaws of some terrifying creature the sort that was bound to leave lasting marks on him."Yes, sire."Merlin gave a nod, and he watched the king step closer he told himself it was so the mail could be removed and he set about the task, long fingers first working on the leather layer over the chainmail while telling himself not to think about anything else, his wide eyes set stubbornly on the king's chest. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Uther was happy to let the boy pull off layers of leather and mail, feeling his body lighten immediately. Somewhere, a long time ago, someone had decided that kings needed to wear layers and layers of material, to show off how rich they were, to look big and important and, of course, to keep anyone from easily slipping a dagger between their ribs. Removing the heavy clothing was relieving both literally and metaphorically, just like removing the crown earlier.Not that he was safer at night. But he was more comfortable and the knife under his pillow didn ??t weigh down his shoulders and tug on poorly healed muscles. ??I am surprised, ? he said lowly as Merlin managed to get him out of his mail without a problem for the second night in the row. Like before, his mismatched eyes were closed in pleasure. ??You have not hurt yourself nor me nor set anything on fire. It must be a good sign. ? He wasn ??t making conversation in order to calm the poor boy down no, what fun would that be? Instead, he pitched his voice low, almost intimate. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Thankfully, Merlin's nerves didn't betray him and he was able to get the mail off without catching his fingers or any bits of the king in the links there was a visible change in the older man's expression when the armour came off, similar to the previous night. He recalled that Gaius had mentioned the king's shoulder before, that he had an old and bothersome war wound that he occasionally needed salve for, due to the discomfort Merlin tacked that information to the forefront of his mind, because if the reaction had been any indication, then the injury was bothering the king again.Then came the comment, and Uther's voice had hit a note that caused a strange prickling on the back of Merlin's neck he nearly dropped the chainmail as a result, but managed to collect himself in time."Well sire, I've yet to tend to the hearth, so there's still time." Merlin replied promptly, and it was unclear even to the warlock himself whether he was being self effacing or sarcastic he hoped it wouldn't be construed as the latter, however, because he was uncertain how that sort of thing would go over with the older Pendragon. Of course, he was occasionally cheeky with Arthur, but the worst that had come out of it was a sideways look and a few more chores which, in Merlin's head, was worth it, because sometimes holding one's tongue got tiresome.Instead of stopping to check what the king's reaction would be, he moved for the fireplace and tended to the dying bits of kindling while his mind began to prematurely examine the earlier conversation it wasn't a good time, Merlin knew, because he was aware that if he thought about what the king had been implying earlier, he really might set something on fire. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | The king rumbled low in his chest again at Merlin ??s reply. Another laugh, but this one was much more quiet. A signal that the two of them were slipping back into the much more conventional master servant relationship.Not that he expected Merlin to know that. No. The boy seemed to lack the ability to read the various undercurrents of social situations. Probably he just thought Uther ??s chuckle was scary and he ??d scurry off once he had finished his duties. To be fair, Uther was scary, but only to threats. Which, unfortunately, was a good number of people, but Merlin was not one. Certainly not Merlin. The boy was too bad at lying to ever be apart of anything illegal.Uther had never been so happily comfortable in another man ??s social incompetence. ??Yes, that there is, ? he said, settling himself back into the chair so he could watch the boy bend over and work on the fire. Arthur ??s servant managed to make even crouching down look like a chore that required finesse and balance, of which he had none: all his long limbs and sharp angles stuck out discordantly. Uther had to wonder where this deviancy had appeared, the one that made him think that such an awkward body was attractive in any way.He sat back with a wicked little smile on his lips. ??After that, I need you to polish my boots, ? he said as if it was the most boring command in the world and not one that would have the blue eyed youth kneeling between his legs for any period of time |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin had been mentally reminding himself that all he needed to do was keep the fire going and then he would be able to scurry back to the relative safety of Gaius' cottage and possibly hide under his blanket for the rest of his life, bemoaning the fact that every time he turned around, someone was trying to do terrible things to him.A little voice somewhere deep in the recesses of Merlin's mind spoke up:Of course, it might not be so terrible. It's not like you'd really know, is it?And that bit of internal monologue turned out to be more disturbing to him than the entire evening had been, mostly because it wasn't the sort of thing that the warlock would normally think about. No, in fact, it wasn't the sort of thing he had ever thought about, because really, this topic just hadn't come up for him at any point in his life.With the fire blazing in front of him, he considered exiting the chambers at a full on sprint he was sure the king wasn't about to attack him, but really, more distance seemed better, it seemed so much better but he opted to rise carefully instead, and it was just when he was on his feet, the king spoke again.Polish his boots. He'd done that for Arthur before, of course, particularly on days where the prince was being exceptionally bratty and just wanted Merlin to kneel in public, but the warlock was humble enough that it wasn't any real impact to his ego, in fact he generally did it with enough humour that it left the prince significantly less moody.Merlin turned then, and moved back across the chambers and towards the king, pausing only to pluck a cloth up off the end table while reasoning with himself the king, after all, couldn't go around with dusty boots even if he was just about to take them off to retire for the evening. Really, it was a simple thing, even if it did require him to come very close to the other man again as long as the sword wasn't in his hands, Merlin decided, he would be fine.But then there were still the hands themselves the king had large hands, and even though one of them was a little unusual looking, the warlock had no doubts that it was just as capable of collapsing a windpipe as the other would be and it occurred to him that he'd never thought about death as much in his life as he had in that particular evening.Moving to where the king had reclined, Merlin dropped down into a kneel and began to assault the thick leather boots in such a way that it seemed he may very well make it through the material Arthur had protested to the method the first time around, until he'd realized that he could essentially see his own reflection in them by the time Merlin was done. At least there was something he could add to his list of talents: magic, destroying nasty sorcerers, and cleaning footwear. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin was building up an impressive resume indeed.The king kept his eyes on the boy, watching as he attacked his boots with all the ferocity of a starving dog being throne half a cow. Or perhaps just a servant that really wished to run off and hide. Either image worked, really, with the level of focus Merlin was giving to his footwear. Outside of the cobbler who had made them, Uther was certain that no man had ever put so much effort into his boots, not even the king, who was very aware of the value of a good pair of shoes.For comparison ??s sake, Merlin was just about the level of a good pair of shoes but under a very good sword, like the one he had found and lost, most of the time. Lately, though, the boy was almost up there with a fast horse.Uther had very clear ideas regarding the worth of human beings.Now, though, with the youth on his knees, his dark haired head bent down and his tongue sticking out in concentration, Uther was considering a revision of his hierarchy. Maybe better than a fast horse. Maybe up there with warm beds and even Gaius, because no matter how dear Gaius was to him, he did not make his heart beat just a little faster when he was on his knees nor did he make his king ??s fingers itch to touch the top of his head.And since Uther saw little reason to deny himself such a simple pleasure, the reached out and rested gloved fingers on the back of the boy ??s head, only disrupting him when he was nearly finished. ??Very good, ? he murmured, voice low with pleasure. ??I can see why Arthur keeps you around. ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin did his very best to focus only on the boots, to put every ounce of his concentration into something so inane so as to avoid the mental backlash he would no doubt suffer if he dared to let his mind wander to any other part of that evening he would have been successful in his endeavor, too, if it weren't for the hand that crept forward.The warlock's head had been ducked down and he may have been doing something silly like poking out the tip of his tongue, and then there was the feeling of warm leather against his scalp, fingers ruffling through his hair, and Merlin very slowly looked up with the king's hand still on his head. Briefly, Merlin chewed on his bottom lip, one hand reaching up to fiddle with the edge of his scarf again something that was turning into a nervous habit and he found himself nearly gaping at the king, because that particular tone of voice was causing another shudder up his spine.He searched himself for a response, but all he managed to get out was a slightly desperate:"Thank you, sire?" |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Uther ??s wicked smile widened, though he managed to look less like a wolf and more like a man who had found a delightful game to play. He had seen that little shiver, after all Merlin ??s face wasn ??t the only part of the lad that was an open book and he could read the boy ??s body language just as clearly as his face.That wasn ??t just fear. Some fear, but something else. ??Very good, ? he repeated, then, because the boy had already said ??no ?? and he wanted just a little bit of fun, leather encased fingers gripped the hair he had against his palm, dragging the tips of his fingers against the scalp. Very good indeed, he thought as he pulled the boy ??s head back just a little, held, then released.And all the while, that crooked little smile played across his lips. ??Thank you, Merlin. I will ask for you another night. ? Best to keep the lad on his toes. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin hadn't expected it when the king's fingers clenched in his hair and tugged, causing the warlock to tilt his head back slightly and he drew in a tiny, audible breath in reaction to the motion. Still holding the cloth in his hands, Merlin suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and extremely vulnerable on his knees in front of Uther Pendragon of course, he supposed royalty was supposed to make people feel that way, but he wasn't entirely sure a lot of people ever got this particular perspective.The king purred at him that same low tone before releasing him, and Merlin got to his feet feeling strangely numb,"Yes sire." he said, backing away a few steps, eyes still on the other man before he managed to tear them away, and he headed out of the room on auto pilot, propelling himself back to Gaius' cottage, expression completely blank until he got to the security of his small, dark room, and proceeded to sit on the bed and quietly panic. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Long, black hair curled down her milky white back and pert breasts, fading into the dark blue of the robes she had chosen. Beautiful, diaphanous cloths hugged her trim figure, flowed down her long legs and wide hips, beneath the heavier, darker wool. A thin, delicately boned hand reached over the bowl of water, setting it in motion without ever touching the surface, distorting her image. Bright blue eyes, cherry red lips and a round face slowly came into focus.She sighed, staring at reflection lovingly. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Just like she had been when she had been a girl, only now she had the poise of a grown witch.Only now Alandrys would remain like this forever.She glanced up, not even raising her head, and her eyes found the other one, the Warden, frozen in her spot, bare feet dirty and rough. Just like the rest of her. The woman was mannish, with a long, tanned face and arms and a wild shock of dirt brown hair that had been wrestled back into something like a tail. Unlike the sorceress ??s elegant dress, she wore clothes that looked like they had been spun at home and pieced together by someone with no care for anything more than utility and that they would hold up under high levels of dirt. ??Warden, ? the sorceress cooed and the other woman blinked her leaf green eyes slowly.The woman must have been stupid, because she stared a little longer, eyes vacant like those of the dull creatures she was so fond of protecting before she spoke in her reedy voice, ??Get out of Camelot. ? Alandrys arched one delicately curved eyebrow, swept her hand out along the water again. ??I think not, ? she said pleasantly, reached down and plucked the flower she had come for. Dark red petals drifted into the water, curled and sunk, leaving her image in the still surface. Her beautiful image. Again, she was entranced, so glad to see the girl she was fifty, sixty years ago, made all the more lovely with those experienced eyes. Simply gorgeous.Right. The Warden.When she looked up, the Warden was gone. Good. Apparently the woman was not as stupid as she thought. The sorceress leaned over again, hair dipping into the water and whispered her spell. Gaius was up early, as old men were wont to, but it was something alarming that had his attention this morning. No, not Merlin ??s recent and unfortunate run of evenings with the king, though that was certainly costing him hours of splendid, snore filled sleep. Nor was it even the king, whose shoulder and temper got worse with the coming winter, as did his sense if his interest in Merlin was any hint. It wasn ??t even Morgana ??s dreams, though the dear girl complained that they had become more frequent as of late.It was something in the water.Not anything obvious, mind you, the last few days a handful of children and elderly in the castle had come down with low fevers. Gaius was a man of science, and where there was a pattern, there was something causing the pattern. Cause and effect. Simple. Sometimes men saw patterns where there were none, but he had been a physician for a very long time and this looked like a pattern.Carefully, he dribbled a few drops of water onto a series of seedlings.He would get to the bottom of this before it became a problem as illnesses were known to do in winter months. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin had an inordinate amount of difficulty getting to sleep that night he found that all he could seem to do was stare up at the ceiling while his mind replayed the entire evening again and again, from the moment he had set foot into the room with the king, to the moment he had left and, apparently his brain was a sadist, because it took immense pleasure in focusing on the touching.Of course, the warlock was used to an amount of affection from back in the village, when his mum would hug him, or the neighbour would ruffle his hair, or Will might cling to him and would occasionally even kiss him on the temple that was all quite normal to Merlin, but the touches from the king had been something else entirely. He wasn't even sure how one hand in his hair could be different from another, but he knew that the nextdoor neighbour had never tugged on his hair like that, and Will had never stroked his cheekbone.And no one had ever given him that strange look before, either.Or asked him to their bed.The entire thing left Merlin confused and mildly anxious, because the world suddenly seemed a lot more complicated when he was quite sure it had already been complex enough.Eventually he threw his blanket over his head in the hopes he might smother his own monologue he drifted off to sleep late in the evening, and woke up only a few hours later, and he ended up staggering down the stairs with his hair sticking out at unfortunate angles, looking a little worse for the wear.However, he wasn't so oblivious that he didn't notice Gaius on the other side of the room, hunched over a tiny dish."What's that?" Merlin asked immediately, making his way over to his uncle's side to peer curiously over soil and a few seeds, it seemed, but the sparing use of water had Merlin immediately curious as to what Gaius was doing with them,"You've got that look on your face, Gaius." Merlin said, watching the physician intently. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius turned his head towards his young charge, one eyebrow having climbed up his face in a way that certainly had to have been magic, because no human face could have naturally distorted in such a way. ??Good to see you awake, ? he said, setting the seedlings aside for observation. They would grow well in the sunlight, rare as it was during the autumn.Unless, of course, there was something in the water. ??An experiment, Merlin, ? he said, wondering if maybe the king ??s sudden interest in his nephew was a sign more informing of something in the water than any fever. It wasn ??t that he disliked the boy after all, he thought he was a wonder, intelligent, kind and very responsible. A bit impatient and given to passion, but all young men were. If anyone was to be as powerful as Merlin, he was glad it was Merlin. But these were all things the king wouldn ??t have seen, which Gaius had been glad for. The further Merlin stayed away from Uther, the better chance the child would have of outliving his uncle. ??I fear we may be looking at a plague this winter. Did you sleep well? ? he asked, taking in the boy ??s tousled hair. He would have to have a subtle talk with Uther about all this. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin eyed the seeds with far more interest than anyone should possess only moments after waking as Gaius had quickly learned, there was very little that could dampen Merlin's spirits or remove his curiosity, and it seemed there was nothing that would make him back down from anything that had caught his attention.Just as he was considering what experiment Gaius could be conducting with seedlings, he spoke again and Merlin's head snapped up so quickly that his neck cracked there was a brief, pained expression before Merlin parroted the physician,"A plague!" he said, and then looked back to the seeds once more and his brows knitted, "And it's in the water."It was far too familiar, and Merlin found himself thinking back to the pale, milky eyed corpses that had littered the town square not so terribly long ago when Nimueh had birthed a plague into Camelot's water source. Of course, it wouldn't be Nimueh this time, and it was entirely possible that it wasn't even magic but Merlin had an unfortunate crawling feeling in the pit of his stomach, and the feeling translated to a grim expression on his face."Well, at least if it's an Afanc, we'll know how to get rid of it." Merlin said.That, and he would avoid using any poultices.Or at least avoid leaving them laying around after using them. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | ??Yes, Merlin. Though I highly doubt it ??s magic. ? Gaius reached up and steered the boy away from the seedlings. Merlin was a dear child, but sometimes he was a bit clumsy and the physician didn ??t want to have to painstakingly recreate the little garden. ??You ??ll find that in cities, disease is very, very common. It ??s what happens when there ??s too many people about. ? It was, Gaius felt, a better answer than ??God is very, very angry at us ?? and he was pleased to have a king that agreed.Of course, Uther only really believed in things because they were useful, and one king like god was very, very useful. Especially one that blessed the throne.It didn ??t, however, explainwhypeople got sick, of course, and if Gaius was being honest he ??d admit that the old gods explained it better. Imbalance. But saying anything of the Old Religion was better than the new was a good way to anger Uther Pendragon, so he kept his tongue.Speaking of Uther. ??I trust you slept well? ? Gaius asked, a not so subtle probe at his nephew ??s whereabouts. He wasn't quite sure how all of this had happened himself, but if Merlin was here this morning, well, he must not have spent the night in the king's chambers.More things would be on fire, and not just the king's hair. Probably larger things, like his nephew. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin allowed himself to be directed away from the seedlings and frankly he couldn't blame Gaius he had the unfortunate tendency of knocking things over, after all. Or setting them on fire. But the latter was sometimes intentional, especially if it involved undead Knights."Well yes," Merlin said, unwilling to completely let go of the topic just yet he took a seat at the table to assure his uncle that the room was temporarily safe from the siege of his long, lanky limbs, "But it might save us a lot of time, just popping down to the reservoir for a moment and seeing if there's something you know, slimy and shrieking lurking in the water source. Just in case."Of course, then Gaius was asking him what would seem like a completely innocent question if it weren't for the tone and everything that was implied in it or perhaps it was just paranoia, caused by the sudden rush of memory from the previous night. For a long moment, Merlin watched Gaius he was aware that he was utterly incapable of deceiving the older man or really anyone for that matter so he lifted one bony shoulder in a shrug, and mumbled a little, the very picture of adolescence. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius pulled out a few bowls and jars from the mess that was his workspace and started measuring out some innocently smelling herbs and oils to combine into similarily innocent smelling unctions. There was a rumor going about the castle that the potency of Gaius ?? medications were inversely related to their taste so that a man at death ??s door might not be brought back because of the knowledge of the court physician but because no spirit wanted to go out with such an awful taste in his mouth. Luckily for the king, the salve he made was to be applied topically, not to be ingested.Though, if his highness kept up the odd courtship with Gaius ?? nephew, Uther may find that his physician had developed a strong, if poor tasting, medicine for him to swallow. ??You may if you want to. I ??ll need a few samples from there as well. ? Gaius started mashing up the herbs in his mortar, the physician grinding in a comfortable rhythm. ??It looks a bit more wide spread than I would expect from an Afnac. Besides, that requires such a high level of magic and with Nimueh gone, I don ??t know of any sorcerer with the strength for it. ? He let the mumble slip after all, Merlin was in that age where talking about the rams and the ewes and the spring time was a bit much . ??Arthur came by today. He wanted to know how you were feeling. Apparently he and his father tore into you, yesterday. ? Remaining focused on his work, Gaius asked, ??How is your chest? ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin's nose shrivelled when Gaius began to use the mortar and pestle the odor in the cottage came in varying levels of noxiousness and that morning it was particularly foul smelling, but Merlin had at least got to the point where he didn't need to plug his nose in order to stand it though that wasn't much comfort, it only made the warlock wonder if his senses had become so offended by the smells that they had simply resigned."Samples oh good. I'll have to make a list of things to bring with me glass vials, torch, large weapon," Merlin said, and then tilted his head to look at his uncle, dropping his voice low, and then dropping his eyes as well, "I don't know, Gaius, Camelot seems to have an abundance of sorcerers passing through, and I can't help feeling "No, that wasn't quite right. It wasn't so much a feeling, but it was something else, something that burnt inside of him something that whispered to him in a voice other than that damned dragon's." thinking," Merlin corrected, scratching at the top of the table with a fingernail, "That there are a great many more."He glanced up then, at the mention of Arthur and he found himself absently bringing his hand to his chest, touching at the area of the wound for a moment,"It's healing." Merlin said, choosing not to comment on the mention of Arthur and Uther using him as a dummy for sword training, as it was rather obvious that they had beaten him into the ground. He was reminded once more of the cut on his lip and he thought of the sharp elbow to his jaw and of the man it had been attached to the king hadn't exactly gone easy on him, but he really wasn't expecting any sort of kindness.What he hadn't seen coming had been the strangely gentle touches from the king he still wasn't entirely certain what to make of them though he now knew the intention behind them, the knowledge of which still made Merlin want to hide somewhere. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | ??I won ??t have you talking like that. ? Gaius scrapped a the medicine into a jar, tapping the thin metal tool carefully so nothing would be wasted nor spilled. Even with the seeming lack of order, the physician was a precise man. ??You ??ve had a rough year in Camelot, but that sort of talk will have you as paranoid as the king. ? He turned his lined face to his nephew, eyebrow still arched in its permanent lopsided position. ??And you have your own power that comes not from having a crown. I ??d hate to see you start your own witch hunt, Merlin. ? Uther may have been one of the most important people in the old man ??s life , but he could see flaws even with all the good the king accomplished. And he could see the similarities: both men had such a strength of character that it made spineless men like him simplywantto follow. Gaius had learned from Uther, though, and he had more leverage with his nephew.That, and the boy was so sweet he could never imagine that he was talking to the warlock version of the next Uther Pendragon. ??Good, ? he said in response to the remark on Merlin ??s wound, though something about the boy ??s brevity made him want to ask again. And about the new bruise on his chin and cut on his lip. But Merlin was a young man and father figures couldn ??t go around commanding grown men into doing things without resentment, for which Gaius was both grateful and terribly peeved about. ??You have been putting on the salve I recommended, right? ? If he could not care for the wounds himself, then he would at least make sure the boy had the right tools to do such. ??Changing the bandages often? ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | A 'rough year' Merlin couldn't help but smile at the description. Back when he was younger, a rough year was when some of the crops failed, or when the patching on the roof seemed like it might not last through the winter. Never in his life had he considered that a 'rough year' would consist of killing five people and watching an entire city nearly crumble repeatedly.He realized Gaius was looking at him using the eyebrow on him, in fact, and he sat up straight, his own brows rising high,"Witch hunt?" he repeated incredulously and he wasn't sure if he should be mildly insulted by the implications, "Gaius I'm not about to misuse my abilities. Wouldn't know what to misuse them on anyways."He rose from the seat then, gathering up a few glass vials from around the table and tucking them into a satchel,"I've been taking care of it Gaius," Merlin said, and he placed a hand on the older man's shoulder briefly, "Really, I'm just fine. Everything is fine."He followed it up with one of his characteristic bright smiles as though to say 'see? look how fine everything is', before he headed for the door. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius watched his nephew leave, that tuft of fur that made up the man ??s right eyebrow still inhumanly high. Everything was fine. The old physician ??hmph ??d to himself. Fine, indeed. If fine meant being an artless young warlock that had caught the eye of a king that responded in less than rational ways to any sort of magic. Just so he could feel better, he ??hmph ??d again, because, really, this situation deserved more than just two grunts of disproval.But Merlin had survived a whole year under Uther ??s nose. That had to mean something. Now where was ? ? Oh. There he was. The young woman, roughly Merlin ??s age or maybe a little older with a chubby face and warm brown eyes, called, ??Merlin! ? She hurried over, gathering up her coarse linen skirts as she moved along the grounds. By the time she reached the other servant she was out of breath, being the sort that usually worked in the kitchens and sampled food without having to do much running. ??A note from you, from Matthew and Arthur. ? Why the king ??s manservant and his son were both sending notes, she wasn ??t sure, but that wasn ??t her business to know. Not yet. She ??d keep an ear open, because certainly it would explode into good gossip. She handed off both scraps of paper, both in a similar sort of hand, smiled, tucked back a bit of strawberrry blonde hair and waited in case he had to send a note back.Besides, seeing his face when he read might give a juicy clue to take back to the kitchens like fresh picked fruit.The first, signed from Arthur, was simple and direct: ??Come to my rooms when you get this note. ?? The second, in the same sort of strong, masculine print was not much longer: ??I expect to see you in that same outfit at the next social event ??. This paper, tugged off the edge of something else, was of a nicer quality than even Arthur ??s. The girl smiled brightly at Merlin. ??Need me to send a note back, dear? ? she asked, because while Merlin might be near her in age, his manner was so sweet one couldn ??t but call him ??honey ?? or ??dear ??. Seemed everyone babied him, not that she minded, he really was darling. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin hadn't even got close to the market square before he was accosted by a flurry of flouncing fabric and the round, pleased face of a young servant girl that he knew worked in the kitchens a quick mental search, and he remembered her name was Joanna. She pushed a pair of notes into his hand, one from Arthur no surprises there, probably needed his boots laced, or someone to hit on the field again.The second, however, was from the King's servant and thus, from the King himself: I expect to see you in that same outfit at the next social event .Outfit?It took a moment, but Merlin's mind connected the information the King was referring to the ridiculous mascot costume the one he had described as being 'rather fetching'. Merlin's eyes went just a little wider, and then he found himself unwillingly thinking about the previous night, when the king had been touching his face and inviting him to his bed the warlock turned an interesting shade of pink.His head snapped up when the girl spoke,"What? No. Oh. No thank you Joanna, I'll just be off." Merlin said, backing away from the girl as though she might suddenly catch fire, "Prince's orders and all."And then he was heading for the castle grounds again, through the courtyard and inside, moving through the passageways to reach Arthur's room always with a couple of annoyed looking guards outside of it and he stopped just inside the door, panting from running he could have ambled up, of course, but for some reason he had felt as though if he could run fast enough, he might be capable of escaping his own thoughts."You needed me?" Merlin asked, eyebrows jerking up. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | The annoyed look must have been catching, because Arthur had nearly the same one twisting his handsome features when he turned his head to the door. For a moment, just a moment, something like relief loosened his brows and the skin around his eyes, smoothed the worry and annoyance from his curled mouth and his straight shoulders. But then his father ??s teaching kicked back in and Arthur was back to the put out, haughty prince. ??I trust you enjoyed sleeping in? ? he said, taking a final few seconds to look out the window and fully compose himself. Just to make sure. He hoped that it looked like dismissal, apathy. Had his father taken the boy? There was no dark thundercloud lurking around the bright and sunny expression Merlin always had, that was a good sign. No limp. ??I had to send for someone to bring my breakfast. Nearly a year, Merlin, and you ??re still doing badly. ? Arthur turned around finally, the cool light of autumn draining him a little of color. For a boy like him, warm and golden unlike his father, fall and winter always made him look a little sickly, where Uther looked more like stone than metal. And Merlin wasn ??t the sort for stone and metal. Not that he knew what Merlin ??s sort was, it just seemed more ? leafy or something.Maybe with pumpkins. Merlin did seem like a pumpkin sort. ??Morgana tells me my father asked for you again last night. ? Damn her. She had the same suspicions as the prince, yet she was sending Merlin right into the lion ??s den. What was wrong with her? Arthur bit his lip with his sharp teeth. Girls. He ??d never understand them. ??I would ask to know what you two discuss in his chambers. ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin didn't have a response for Arthur's complaint it was a part of the routine he had learned over the past year that, regardless of how well he did his job or how much effort he put into his work, the Prince would always find something to nitpick about. The warlock had simply come to accept it as a daily ritual and brush it off when it happened.However, there was something different about Arthur that morning, something that made him look drawn and worried, made him appear older than he was it stirred concern inside of Merlin, but he said nothing yet, knowing that Arthur would deny it even if he was unwell. He waited patiently for Arthur to speak again, but what came hadn't been something he expected though he wasn't sure why it hadn't occurred to him that the Prince might be curious as to why his personal servant was being ordered to his father's chambers.But surely Arthur wouldn't know what it had been about.Merlin stared at the Prince for a moment, then he said slowly,"Well, there's not a lot of talking."It was true, wasn't it? Of course, he quickly realized that it implied there were other things occurring in the absence of speech."Mostly he just has me tend to the fire and assist him with his mail." Merlin said, and lifted a thin shoulder in something like a shrug. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin managed to get his liege ??s face to drop into something that wasn ??t an arrogant mask for the second time that day. Arthur ??s eyes widened prematurely at the issinuation that they were Not Talking, which meant they were doing Other Things, both phrases requiring capital letters in his mind because they both meant essentially the same thing.Sex. The king was laying with his servant an ??Said servant saved him from doing something embarrassing, like actually letting himself scowl or, heaven forbid, actually look worried in connection to the other man ??s Not Talking. ?? ??Tend to the fire and assist him with his mail, ?? ? Arthur repeated slowly, voice fluctuating between relief and the normal haughty tone that implied looking down on another without even having to raise one ??s head. ??He asks you for nothing else? ? Why was Merlin sostupid? Did he not get that jumping into the king ??s bed was a bad idea? Arthur considered assigning upper case letters to that phrase, too, but he had a limit of two per conversation, even in alarming ones like this where he was discussing his parent ??s potential paramours. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin thought he had nearly got out of it, that perhaps things would be simple and he would be able to leave Arthur with the belief that the only conversation that had occurred between his father and his servant had been about fire or chainmail, and nothing even remotely related to to well but no, it couldn't be that easy.He asks you for nothing else?Now, the warlock was painfully aware of how terrible he was at lying, but he was also horrified by the idea of explaining precisely what the King had alluded to during their brief conversation the previous night. Ultimately, the worry showed on Merlin's kind face, knitting his eyebrows and making him duck his head just slightly and he hadn't even lied yet, he had merely thought about it."Nothing of relevance." Merlin struggled he was looking increasingly uncomfortable in his own skin, fidgeting and anxious under Arthur's scrutiny."Should I go muck the stables, then?" he asked, with what might have been a note of hope in his voice. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Oh, God. Oh, God, he was lying.Merlin lied like most men swam with weights tied to their throats: yes, they gave a good effort but they flailed and sank all the same, and everyone watching thought it was either an amusing show or so terribly painful they had to look away. And if he was lying, that meant that his father had ??Even the idea of the king asking Merlin to join him in bed made him sick to his stomach. To be completely honest, part of that was the same sort of general nausea that happened whenever a child thought too hard about their parents as sexual beings. But the rest was the same worry on Merlin ??s face. He had a good guess. Will, God bless his soul and keep him, really didn ??t seem like the sorcerer sort. Netiher did Merlin, but he had a certain light in his eyes sometimes and Arthur was willing to bet a year of mucking out stables that the manservant was somehow connected to the problems in Camelot over the last year and their subsequent solutions.He didn ??t think he father would care much about the solutions part if he found out. ??Yes, ? Arthur replied distractedly, again staring outside where he could see his father stalking across the grounds, his bright red cloak fluttering out behind him. The short man that had sought his attention was struggling to keep up. Did he really wantMerlin? Hadn ??t they all done a good job convincing him that the boy was just some stupid servant? "Yes, you do that. Make sure you don't come back smelling of manure this time." Even his attempt as snobbery sounded forced at the moment. Something had to be wrong.Arthur would be sure to keep Merlin out of Uther ??s sight for the next few days. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Relief was as evident on the warlock's shoulders as the guilt was on his features Arthur had turned away again, and his tone was distant and hollow in a way that he couldn't remember hearing before not directed at him, anyways. For a long moment, he considered questioning the response, but he was also aware that Pendragons simply didn't Talk.Unless, of course, the mood struck, in which case everyone should most definitely Listen. Sometimes Arthur even got playful."I'll uh, remember to scrub up before returning." Merlin said pointlessly, and then headed out of the room and towards the stables, but he paused in mid stride when the glass vials in the satchel rattled he needed to get those samples for Gaius, didn't he? After all, with the threat of a plague, the water supply was more important than the stables.Changing course, Merlin made his way back through the marketplace, weaving down what was unfortunately a familiar path towards the city's water supply, grimly thinking about Arthur's coldness. He was sure he hadn't done anything wrong, aside from showing up a bit late alright, so maybe he wasn't the most punctual servant in the world, but he did have his good points for instance, he kept daggers out of Arthur's face and flesh eating bugs out of the King's ear. That had to be worth something, even if it was a bit difficult to actually explain.Tugging a torch off one of the walls, Merlin moved down into the darkness of the cavern, and beneath the city uncertain, he approached the stone reservoir and plucked out several vials, carefully filling them while keeping a paranoid eye on the water's surface, in the off chance something angry and angry was about to pop out and try to eat him.Ultimately, the trip ended up being entirely uneventful and had Merlin traipsing back through the marketplace looking rather pleased with himself, up until the point he saw a familiar, fluttering red cape out in the courtyard not so terribly far away, and suddenly found himself running for the cottage to bring Gaius the samples.It occurred to Merlin along the way that the King probably hadn't even seen him, and if he had it wasn't like it would matter, would it? After all, Uther had seemed to accept his stuttered response that he wasn't 'right for the job', and perhaps that would be the end of it.Well, except for the note he had received that morning, about the outfit and all. But that just meant the father had the same sense of humour as the son, didn't it? Nothing else, surely. After all, 'wear the feather hat again' didn't mean 'get into my bed' it wasn't exactly one and the same.Merlin set the glass vials in a neat little row on the table and stood looking worriedly at them for a long moment when he realized his own expression, he corrected it by forcing himself to smile as though it would change things, and he headed back out to the stables, where he would spend an unfortunate few hours doing the work. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Around hour two, when most men were starting to curse their lords for putting them in the stables, their nose and clothes taking on an unmistakable smell of manure that would only leave with heavy scrubbing with caustic materials, a tall figure wandered in. It was of indeterminate sex, the clothes cut like any poor servant ??s, covered in dirt, the leather boots and pants stained and worn. The hood was down, but even the long, dull brown hair was cut in a way that was neither particularly masculine nor feminine. The newcomer smiled slowly as it walked past Emyrs, moving to pick up a shovel and start moving manure.She had, after all, quite some time, and work she did would be work someone else wouldn ??t. Besides, she liked horses. Their tall, long legs pleased her. She kept a horse, not because it was practical , but because the large, brown eyes were calm like her own. Sometimes, while she was working in the stables with Emyrs, the little boy that would become something great, she stopped, leathery hands resting on the top of her shovel ??s cracked wood so she could stare at one of the horses. It would stare back, a whole conversation in those watery large eyes that pleased her, made her forget any fear she felt from standing in the land of a man that wanted her dead and a land of men that was covered in stone and wood and made her feel so very lonely. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin was used to working in the stables by now of course, the smell never quite went away, but it sort of faded to the background the way that it had out in the village though, the village stables were never quite so close or quite so well built, nor did they have so many horses. But like with anything else, the warlock had adapted and he would work for hours in the stables until the job was done, occasionally smiling at the sound of another servant's groans of disgust when they stepped in the wrong spot or became painfully aware of how badly they smelled. It was all part of the job the glamorous life of serving Camelot's royalty.But that was alright Merlin wouldn't know what to do with an easy job.He had been focused on his work, but then there was someone else nearby a servant he had never seen before, tall and covered in dirt in a way that made others stare while Merlin considered how terribly hard she must have been working. She was all long limbs and limp hair and plain features, a collection of characteristics that made him think of the outdoors, of plants, of tall, sparse trees in the fall he could even smell it on her, something sweet and vaguely earthy that was somehow overpowering the scent of the stables.But it was her eyes, those were what had Merlin pausing in mid motion they were strange, bright things that stood out in the dirt that peppered her face, clovers amidst soil and clay. She seemed to be fixated on one of the horses and it, in turn, seemed to fixate on her it was something that gave Merlin a strange, familiar feeling in his chest, like he was on the edge of witnessing something terribly important but he couldn't quite see what it was.Ever the personable, Merlin offered up a bright smile,"That one is Lita," Merlin said, gesturing to the palfrey that she had been exchanging looks with, "The king's ward Lita was a gift for her. Lady Morgana treats her very well." |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | She only had eyes for Emrys.When he spoke, she turned her thin face to him and stared, blinking once or twice very slowly. He was beautiful, because she knew him. She could remember wandering into the human village Ealdor, meeting another Warden on the way because he was born in a place that was on the edges of territories. They ??d both watched the infant and spent the night comparing songs that featured his name. It had been a good night, being with someone of her own mind in the presence of a child like Emyrs, with a chubby face and bright blue eyes.The same eyes that were looking in her direction now, the color of clear still lakes. Oh, the face was less pudgy, but it was still so very similar, lacking the lines of sorrow that the elder Emyrs would have.After a long moment of staring, she spoke slowly, her voice like a breeze in treetops, gentle and calm, ??Lita is a good name, but not her True Name. ? The smile blossomed in the lines of her face and the subtle movements of muscles. ??Her Merlin to Emyrs. ? She closed her eyes then opened them again, always in motions that spoke of time measured in the years of trees, not men. ??Lady Morgana will See what's in the water for what it is. Listen to her fears, though your caregiver wishes to protect her from your companion." |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin had discovered that this sort of thing happened often in Camelot in his openness, he would enter into what he thought was a casual, innocent conversation with a friendly stranger and he would end up with a horrible shock from the whole thing. Usually, Merlin got a stiffening cold chill down his spine upon realizing something was terribly wrong, but in the case of the reedy, dusty woman in front of him, the awe came like a warm breeze that had his voice catching mid way in his throat.She already knew his name that was fine, given that he had been in the stocks often enough that the other servants would want to know who the idiot with all the tomatoes on his face was, but she knew that name, the one that he had only heard once before, from the mouth of Nimueh.Emrys she had called him Emrys.For a long moment, the warlock gaped at her,"The water?" he repeated dumbly, then shook his head, taking a tiny step towards her, but rethinking it and stepping back, eyes surveying her with a mix of curiosity and a touch of apprehension."Who are you?" he mouthed out, not wanting to call attention to them. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Nimueh, and very long ago, from a young druid boy. Because her knowledge came from the same line as the druids, she had all the same names for him, none of them quite his True Name, but closer than Merlin.That, after all, would be his own journey, his own Holy Grail.She pulled out a pouch, waved a thin, branch like hand scattering a few dried leaves and the world slowed down. It was why she had chosen the stables to come to Merlin, along with her love of horses the stables were out of the way and the amount of stone and wood between her and the ground was much less than the other places, allowing her magic to still function without taking much out of her. Men, after all, were under her dominion but their energy was so frantic she could barely conduct it. ??I am the Warden. I do not remember the name I was given and I will not tell you my other Name. ? Her voice was dry, crackling like autumn leaves on the ground from disuse. This was more than she had spoken in the prior ten years. ??You are Merlin also Emrys, servant to Prince Arthur, the once and future king, and companion to Uther Pendragon. ? She paused, thinking, as if words were precious and she was only allotted a certain amount per century or she had simply forgotten how to prune her speech. ??The Seer knows. Will know. You will need her help once more. There is a new high priestess. ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin felt his hackles rise, the hairs prickling on the back of his neck the woman waved a long fingered hand it reminded him of a tree branch, bare of leaves and suddenly the world around them froze.No, that wasn't quite right it didn't freeze, because if Merlin watched closely, he could see the other servant's were still shifting, but they were going so slowly that it was hardly apparent there was still motion. Wide eyed, Merlin gazed around the stables even Lita had slowed her blinking, lids stuck at half mast and long lashes wavering in a slight breeze the warlock finally turned his eyes back to the Warden, fascination apparent on his face.Everything she said had to roll through him several times, and a sudden string of questions came all at once,"Seer?" He repeated, "What seer?"No, that wasn't the important bit, was it?"New priestess one in Nimueh's place?" Merlin asked, stepping towards the Warden again, worry creasing his brows, "Are her intentions the same?" |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | The Warden took a moment to collect her thoughts, contemplating the fact that she very much liked the world of men when they slowed down like this. Made them simpler, easier to predict, just like her trees. If only there was a way to keep them permanently slow, motions like old oaks, glaciers and earth.Shame. Then there would be no bright magic, not like her own or Emrys ??, but she certainly wouldn ??t mind the sap slow energy of a tree.Or the girl ??s. The girl ??s would grow to be quite the problem. But she couldn ??t tell the boy that, not when the information would cost more than he wanted to pay. ??Of course, ? she said gently, something subtle appearing on her face. It might have been amusement, it might have been pain in any case, it grew slow and sure as she spoke. ??A vacuum does not stay empty for long and the priestess ?? violent severing from this world means a stranger has taken up the mantle. ? Bright green eyes watched him for an unnaturally long time, the Warden having fallen silent again, then, ??She wishes for the Pendragons to be killed and their names scoured from all records. I can tell you little else because it is prophecy. ? Another pause. "And prophecy has high costs and little clarity. It is the world of dragons." The last word was uttered with distaste, as if it were some sort of rotten fruit and she wanted to spit it out but was too polite to do so. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | It was Merlin's turn to look pained it wasn't bad enough that the world around him had literally come to a stand still for the duration of their conversation and he wondered if it was just inside the stables that things had slowed, or if maybe Gaius was sitting in his cottage with a drop of some foul smelling concoction in mid air on its way to a heated glass beaker, his eyebrows ruffling in the breeze through the windows and face screwed up in a permanent look of concentration but now he was being given riddles.Merlin hated riddles. It wasn't because of the challenge, but there was something about philosophy in general that frustrated him, when people spoke in twists and turns perhaps it was because he was so incapable of doing so himself that it bothered him.Or perhaps because riddles reminded him of that damned dragon.For a long moment, Merlin stared at the Warden, and then his face slowly sank to a scowl,"Of course she wants them dead. Naturally." he huffed, lifting his hands in a sort of shrug and then dropping them back down in a frustration that clapped against his sides, barely resisting the urge to spew out a stream of adolescent sarcasm not because he was irritated with the Warden of course, but it was more the general situation and the knowledge that he might have to throw Arthur out of the way of another knife. He just worried that one day his reflexes might not be as accurate.He took a breath that inflated his sparrow chest,"Well it won't happen." he said firmly, "It won't matter what any prophecy says, it's not going to happen." |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | She considered telling Merlin that the prophecy was in his favour. That one day Arthur would be king, a good king, and his reign was one of those constant prophecy was pegged on, wrapped around, supported by: Merlin ??s births, Arthur ??s reigns and the movement of the sun and stars and moon. All of them were as good as fact. She also considered mentioning that men were unique among creatures because the didn ??thaveto follow the prophecies dragons put so much stock in, that they were free to cut their own path. Prophecy, after all, was nasty business that tended to suck a follower down like treacherous undercurrents beneath seemingly still waters. Teresias could attest to that, if he was still alive and smacking snakes.She didn ??t, though. She merely smiled beatifically, incapable of putting such thoughts into words in such a short period of time. Maybe if he came back to her in a month or three, she ??d have her thoughts harvested for him to enjoy. Maybe not. After all, Emrys already had a healthy attitude towards prophecy.That is, the stuff wasawful. ??Good, ? the Warden said simply, then took her bare foot and scuffed it along the herbs on the dirty, straw covered floor. As she did, the world suddenly came back into rights the horse ??s lids finished their blink and other servants the same word they had been on their whole conversation. ??Your choice of companions: be careful, ? she added slowly, her own blinking very much like the horse when she remembered to do such. The Warden paused again, unnaturally still for a human being, then added, ??If you need shelter, you will know where to find me. ? And, because she had simply forgotten how to smoothly end conversations, she merely turned and left, not even nodding or gesturing that the conversation was over. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | The world started again the stable hadn't been particularly noisy, but after the complete absence of any sound, everything seemed as though it had been amplified. He watched the mare to his left complete the blink she had begun several minutes ago, and watched her do it again a few seconds later, watched stable hands continue their work and finish their sentances as though nothing had happened and perhaps, as far as they were concerned, nothing really had happened. Time had slowed only for an instant for them.The Warden left the stables and left the warlock staring after her.But he didn't know where to find her if he had to guess, it would be somewhere distinctly woodsy, however.Suddenly his brain backtracked and Merlin did a double take, looking at the door the warden had left through, gaping at it.What did she mean, 'companion to Uther Pendragon'? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | ??Oof. ? Gaius pulled the bucket of water from the pump, wishing he had chosen a smaller garden. His old bones were not what they used to be, and lugging water to the small patch of herbs he kept near the cottage was becoming a more difficult chore. Especially as winter approached Uther, he and all the old men and women in the castle would have their myriad of aches and pains increase with the cold weather, though Gaius would spend his time in front of the fire with a good, heavy book. Better than chasing down a friend ??s nephew that was half his age, thank you very much. If Uther wanted to make a fool of himself bedding a young man, fine on him. But add in Merlin, and he had half a mind to talk to his liege himself.Just. Carefully. All those aches and pains left Uther a bear to deal with at times and Gaius, unlike the aforementioned nephew, was too old to be in the stocks. Especially in the cold.Someone passed by him and Gaius felt an unidentifiable urge to watch her interrupt his internal ranting as he leaned against the pump. Something about that walk was fa ??The face turned his way and he caught a thin, angular face right out of his past. Good gods. His jaw dropped open and the motion caught the Warden ??s eye, made her look towards him.Along the line, she must have refreshed herself in the customs of human beings, because she did not freeze. Instead, she managed a stiff smile, took a few jerky steps and continued on her way. Gaius cursed his bucket, eyes darting between her retreating figure and his water, and dropped the thing as casually as he could, knowing he would lose her if he didn ??t go after her now. Why was she here? She survived happily away from the city. What did she need?What was wrong?By the time he caught up to where she should have been, right around an inner gate, she was gone. It was as good as if the Warden had never been in Camelot. Gaius leaned against the smooth, cool plaster, taking a deep breath, his heart pounding in his ears from the brief sprint.What was wrong, indeed? For Uther, his day involved just as much manure and cryptic words, though happily less in the matter of sorcery.Any day at court involved a certain amount of verbal fighting: feints within feints, words twisted into a pleasing way that held a rotten core in the middle of their knots, constant pecking for favours and status. Arthur, he knew, had no interest in these things. That was the pleasure of being the crown prince and not the king he could sit and watch, commenting on the skill like a spectator, but he did not have to jump into the ring. He had learned that from his father, not just his boredom. It was best to stay apart, aloof. Let the speaker have his time, let those around them bicker, watch for alliances, enemies, clues then make a decision.Uther was, unsurprisingly, a man that was capable of making decisions quite quickly. He had been king for so long that little was able to surprise him, to make him half to draw away and think. But time with the court wasn ??t about the actual decisions, as any good liege knew. It was about all the subtle shifts of power that every word conveyed, the flow of relationships appearing and disappearing as if in a fevered dream. The king rather enjoyed sitting on his throne, crown set straight and heavily on his head, face as unmovable as stone as he watched this subtle play.The only thing that caught his attention was a curious visitor to the court. She was strikingly beautiful, dressed in rich blues and golds. Her hair had been woven a delicate gold chain and more gold dripped from her ears and across the curves of her neck and chest. She had to have belonged to a noble line and yet, Uther could not place her face.Something about her made him sit up a little straighter when she approached the thrown, bowed low and spoke gently. ??Sire. ? Arthur, standing next to him, shifted in a manner nearly imperceptible, straightening just as he had. While her dark head was down, Uther ??s glanced around the room casually, noting the monopoly she had on his court ??s attention. He had to fight down a smirk, some part of him having gone loopy from sitting still too long: some days, it seemed like the nobles bickered like children in their silks and gold cloth and the moment was rare when they could all pay attention to one individual.One individual without a crown, of course. Uther had his own ways of getting attention that happily did not rest on rolling heads.When she raised her eyes, blue like inked cloth , and smiled, the king felt he had missed something. Some detail, some delicate movement in the face or the body that was keeping him from the whole picture. She was a lovely woman, but something was telling him she was dangerous.Hmph. Well, all beautiful women had their dangers for men. It was just that. He gestured a hand towards her, allowing her to continue.Her smile didn ??t reach her eyes. A few of the muscles around them twitched, but the skin was surprisingly unaffected. ??My lord, from my father. ? She produced a carefully folded sheath of heavy paper, stepped forward and handed it off to the Arthur. ??His only request is that you read it in private. ? Uther frowned lightly as she bowed again, waiting for her dismissal. The request was odd, but not too odd after all, Uther did better reading away from others. Quiet allowed him the ability to better focus on the matter at hand instead of watching and reading others.He waited a moment, enjoying the quiet now before he waved her off and little stirs of gossip would start around him. And then she was gone, that same false smile twisting her lips.The letter would sit, unread among several others, for several days. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | It wasn't long after the Warden had left that Merlin followed in the same direction, finished the job and smelling distinctly organic. Tired from the days work and with his mind still on the Warden, he was scarcely paying attention to where he was going and nearly tripped on an overturned bucket that had been dropped in the middle of the square. A quick look over it, and Merlin recognized the scarring and beaten metal as being uncannily like the one that belonged to Gaius, so he picked it up and glanced around the square in search of him.With no sight of him, Merlin loyally went back to the water pump, filled up the bucket, and continued back to the cottage almost immediately, he set it down on the table, then took up a seat there, cracking open a large tome in search of answers.Was there a scientific name for vaguely unhinged, but very nice ladies who live in the woods?Apparently not, because Merlin's search came up with nothing and he ended up nodding off with his forehead planted into the centre of the text. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius was on much the same search, because those vaguely unhinged, very nice women tended to only show up when there was a problem. It wasn ??t that he didn ??t enjoy seeing her: the woman, unless she had changed, had always been a benevolent, if slightly anti social, figure. One that had been fond of helping a young scholar and now an old physician find herbs with uses even he was unaware of. Fond of helping the lost out of the forests, too, but he doubted Uther would remember that kind show from a magical being.For a man that was two decades his junior, Uther had an awful amount of memory problems when it came to magic users and yet managed to single out the only one Gaius was terribly fond of these days.Returning to the pump to finish his aborted chore, Gaius found no sign of his bucket and thought this was entirely unfair. It wasn ??t like buckets were gold: there had been no point in stealing an old man ??s bucket, especially one that had just realized he had pulled something in his back when chasing down the Warden. He was cursing the thief, the Warden and the general state of affairs when he finally made it home, hand pressed against his lower back in an attempt to support it.And, of course, right next to Merlin ??s dark head, filled with fresh water, was his bucket. Gaius felt a sudden surge of warmth that had nothing to do with the pain in his back as he took in the boy. If something was wrong, inevitably, Merlin would have to pay for it. It would be his boy that had to do something stupid and painfully brave, something that could easily get him noticed by Uther. Not in the way that he had been, of course: as far as Gaius knew, Uther still thought Merlin to be a complete idiot.Now, if only they could keep it that way.Gaius glanced over Merlin ??s shoulder to the book he was currently dozing on. Now why had he been looking at that particular text? The old man was always pleased to have Merlin learning but just as wary of a sudden interest. ??Merlin? ? Gaius said gently, resting his hand on the boy ??s head.Merlin, a quieter, more feminine voice whispered.I'm waiting for you. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin was dreaming about unicorns.Naturally this was the sort of thing he kept to himself.It would have been a pleasant dream, too, if it weren't for the fact that Arthur showed up and both he and the Unicorn called him an idiot, except the Unicorn had the King's voice, and it really wasn't such a fantastic dream after that. It only got worse, too, because in his dreamscape he wandered away from the Pendragons, and his venturing seemed to take him out of that world and into a new, dark one a terribly familiar one, filled with endless black.A surge of something powerful moved through him, and suddenly he could see himself, as though floating outside his own body and his eyes were lit up in hues of gold and amber, his expression bleak and drawn, something angry and strange that made it look as though it wasn't quite his own face.The electricity was building up inside of him, new strength that he had never experienced.Merlin. I'm waiting for you.A hand landed on his shoulder and Merlin sat up with a bit of parchment sticking to his forehead,"Yes, mum?" he asked immediately. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius carefully peeled the paper away from Merlin ??s forehead, gentle so he wouldn ??t tear it. ??I ??m afraid it ??s only me, Merlin, ? he said, voice somewhere between amused and concerned. It wasn ??t all that late Merlin shouldn ??t be falling asleep on texts.However, he was very aware of the effects his books had on his nephew along with others, so perhaps it was nothing but his own current paranoia that caused his concern. It just seemed, with the water and the Warden, that everything was related. Not that it was particularly scientific. Just an old man being worried.He hoped. ??Arthur over work you today? ? The boy smelled faintly of manure and straw, so Gaius needn ??t ask him where he had been working. Better than some places he could think of. ??Did you eat? ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Still stupid with sleep, Merlin's face twisted with confusion,"Eat? Yes. I ate." Merlin mumbled out, and then put a hand to his head, pressing his fingers into his temple, trying to push down an ache that had come with consciousness. Slowly, his brows drew downwards and he shook his head, refuting his own statement, "Wait no, I didn't."He blinked the sleep out of his eyes, and then looked over at Gaius as though suddenly realizing where he was, he launched to his feet,"There was a woman, Gaius." he said, pointing in the direction of the door, "At the stables today I think she was like me. Well, not really like me stronger. She was warning me about the Old Religion she said someone has already taken Nimueh's place."Like Gaius, Merlin hoped he was just seeing coincidences, but he couldn't help thinking "Do you think that could have anything to do with the water? I mean, what do I do? Should I should Igo back?" |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Gaius ?? eyebrows surged with Merlin though, as always, more on one side than the other. He had the urge to glance behind him, see if Uther or something terrible had waltzed through the door and that ??s why Merlin had leapt up, but, no. It seemed to be that the boy just had something very important to say, and he proceeded to do so very quickly. ??A woman? ? Gaius repeated, glancing back to the door anyways because Merlin had pointed. The Warden, then. So that ??s why she had come. Not for him or for any supplies she had needed in the city , but for Merlin. And to give him this cryptic news. Gaius rested his hands on Merlin ??s shoulders and pushed the boy back onto the bench. ??I ??m not surprised, ? he said carefully after a moment of chewing on his bottom lip. ??Nimueh ??s position was very powerful. It must have been quite the beacon for those of the Old Religion. ? Happily, Gaius had never been all that good with magic and had no inborn talent with it so he had felt nothing. His next words were much more careful. ??As for the water, I cannot say. But I do know you can ??t go back there. ? For added emphasis, his fingers squeezed into Merlin ??s shoulders and he dropped his head to look the boy in the eye. ??We will wait. And we will watch. And you, ? he added, face just as serious. ??Will bathe. ? There would be a lot of waiting and watching, because nothing happened within the next four days until one evening, when Arthur tossed him a bright red bundle with a grin to match. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin scowled as he washed. Somehow it didn't seem right terrible things were happening, Nimueh had a replacement and Camelot might very well be in grave danger again and he had just been sent to bathe. Camelot couldn't be rescued by soap and wet towels, even if it did make things smell much nicer.But the warlock didn't protest he followed Gaius' instructions and he waited, going through the motions of every day life, which consisted of a world of armour, replacing bed linens, and cleaning horse stables and he found himself watching for the soil stained face of the Warden during those times, equal parts hoping she would appear, and hoping she wouldn't show again. She was pleasant and all, but somehow Merlin hoped that if he didn't see her, it might mean things wouldn't have to go wrong all over again, and no one would have to have their lives put in danger, or nearly be drowned or poisoned or anything like that.After four days with nothing going wrong, and nearly two weeks since he had since Nimueh had departed and things were looking up.Sort of.Or they would be, if it hadn't been for the uniform that had been tossed at him Merlin peered down irritably at the feathers, and huffed them away before he began the unfortunate task of getting into the thing and striding through the castle in it. Of course, by then he was used to being humiliated on a regular basis, but something about the crimson uniform seemed like worse punishment than the pillory though, that was sort of fun these days, since he was now on a first name basis with the people who pitched the rotten fruit at him.He ignored the smirk on Gaius' face when he passed through the cottage, giving as haughty a flip of his feathers as he could manage before heading out the door. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | ??Merlin. ? Morgana was waiting for the servant turned giant red clown, uncannily on time as she always managed to be. She had chosen a beautiful red dress, something Gwen had made for her as a present and which she was in love with, but wouldn ??t you know, they had extra ribbon.And shesohated to waste such a lovely red color. Even Uther had mentioned his fondness for it when she had shown him and Arthur her colors for the night, and wouldn ??t it be such ashameif she couldn ??t put it to good use?In her own floating way, she stepped forward and held up the length of ribbon, the clear, saturated color of stained glass and wine in her pale fingers. Twisting in the wind, light caught and shimmered. Silk. A single, thin length of silk, delicate, understated but so full of color that it would be impossible to ignore.Especially with someone so fond of red as her surrogate father was. ??I had hoped you would wear this, ? she said. Gwen, over her shoulder, gave Merlin a little wave and sweet, shy smile before returning her hands to their clasped position. ??Gwen had a little extra from my dress and we thought it would look lovely as a collar for you. ? ??And for luck, ? Gwen added, popping forward on the balls of her heels. ??I mean, you don ??t have to. But we thought it would be fantastic if you did. ? ??In any case, walk with me. I would hate if Arthur thought he was the only young man I spoke with these days. ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Looking vaguely like an overgrown crimson bird, Merlin nearly stumbled back down the steps when he found Morgana waiting patiently for him on the landing she was a vision in red, though, really, any colour seemed to flatter her tiny, pale frame. Standing next to Morgana in all of her grace and beauty, Merlin always felt especially gawky but she was a sight to be admired, and the warlock always found himself mentally comparing her to a rose, especially now in all of the crimson she was wearing.His eyes nearly crossed when Morgana held up the ribbon in front of him and he reached up and gently took it from her, peering at her curiously from beneath the mass of feathers his eyes fell back to the ribbon a soft, shining strip of material that was delicate and much finer than anything he had ever owned before.Beyond that, gifts weren't a common thing for Merlin, who had grown up in a tiny village and had spent most of his childhood sifting through mud and working in barns and fields, a tiny community where they celebrated if the crops were plentiful and if the goat had kids."Thank you, Morgana, this is very nice." Merlin said, gingerly running the silk through his fingers and he offered up a cheery smile that made the outside corners of his eyes crinkle for a moment he fell into step with Morgana then, continuing to toy with the little strip of silk, momentarily bringing it up against his jaw to feel the material against the skin of his face, marvelling at it.Moving alongside her, he considered the ribbon, then added brightly:"I suppose I'll need all the luck I can get for the next time Arthur and his father decide they want to use me as a target." |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | While Merlin was busy rubbing his face against the silk, Morgana spared a glance back to Gwen, who ducked her head, smiling. It was hard not to like the young man, who managed an odd balance of adorable, clumsy and astoundingly attractive in that goofy red costume that Arthur was so fond of putting him in. The poor boy probably thought if he put his manservant in that silly outfit, Uther would find the whole thing repulsive.Arthur had no sense of beauty. Uther was very different from his son there. ??Here, ? she said, stopping and gesturing for Merlin to turn around. Her fingers plucked the ribbon from Merlin ??s hands with a grace that spoke of years of needlework, calligraphy and musical instruments . She reached around Merlin ??s neck, not over what with the giant mass of feathers, and tied a careful knot in the back . ??Oh, it ??s splendid, ? Gwen gushed, a mix of nervousness and excitement making her a little more expressive than usual. Morgana grinned over Merlin ??s shoulder and underneath all the red and green plumes. ??I told you. Arthur has no sense of style, but he ??s right in knowing red is good on you, Merlin. ? |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | It took a moment for Merlin to realize how child like he must have looked with the silk against his face, but he managed not to look too embarrassed about it, offering Gwen one of his slightly sheepish smiles while he obeyed Morgana's gentle command. He could feel her little hands working deftly behind him, securing the strip of ribbon snugly around his throat, not enough to feel as though it was choking him, but tight up against his skin.It was a little odd, he thought, wearing this sort of thing, but ultimately no stranger than the various other uniforms and costumes he had put on during his time at Camelot the number of which seemed to be growing on a regular basis. He reached up and touched his fingers gently to the ribbon and where it sat, and discovered that it had been secured so well that he could just barely slip his fingertip beneath it.But the whole thing seemed to please both Gwen and Morgana, so Merlin went along with it without question though, their excitement did seem somehow peculiar.Maybe not. Maybe they were just excited about the party. Maybe this was just how girls were. Maybe they had got into the wine a bit early. They were nice anyways.At the remark about the colour, Merlin's eyebrows rose,"Is it? Arthur says I look like a rather large turkey in red. I suspect the feathers don't help." Merlin said, cheery despite knowing he was in for another night of being ordered around by a table full of Camelot's knights. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | One of those knights came up next to them, offered Merlin a polite little smile as he took Morgana ??s arm. Gwen fell into step a few feet behind, next to Merlin. Morgana was right: he really did look nice with the ribbon. Hopefully, Uther would think so, too. Maybe hopefully. Gwen wasn ??t entirely sure if she liked this idea.As always, the court rose with Morgana ??s entrance in one smooth, colorful motion, light glittering off of various pieces of jewelry and utensils. Arthur felt it was entirely unfair that a woman so evil would look so good in whatever she chose to wear, especially when she was fully aware of the way her eyes and circlet caught the candlelight as she took her seat at the high table. There was the collective sound of every free person sitting back down as she leaned over to Arthur and whispered, ??You might want to seek out a different manservant for tonight. ? Arthur glanced up, towards Merlin, then towards his father who was paying no attention to the boy. What in God ??s name was she smiling for? Girls. He ??d never get them, even if he had to marry one sometime in the future . Morgana was worse than most girls, because she had some intimate knowledge of a man ??s world and used that to be even more opaque. ??Merlin, are you daft? My cup is still empty and most of our guests are working on their second glass of wine already. ? Whatever she was planning, he ??d figure out and stop it. After all, he was the prince. He wasn ??t going to lose to some meddlinggirl, even if it was Morgana. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Morgana affected the court like a river in the woods delicate though she appeared, the strength of her was undeniable and, Merlin noted, strikingly different from anyone else in the court. Certainly, the women in the court were all beautiful, but to Merlin, Morgana had always had a particular charm, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on something that felt almost familiar to him.He watched her sweep to the front of the room, and he looked over at Gwen, smiling delightedly,"You both look lovely." Merlin said, and there was nothing but sincerity in his voice Gwen was a natural beauty, a blacksmiths daughter who had never needed any of the things that ladies sometimes used to enhance their features, none of the make ups or perfumes in fact, she smelled like soil most of the time, but as Merlin understood from Gaius, it wasn't the sort of thing that girls would take as a compliment, so he kept it to himself.As it turned out, there was no time to speak, because within moments Arthur was giving him hard looks and barking orders, so Merlin shrugged his shoulders,"Duty calls." he said, and shuffled off to refill Arthur's cup before systematically working his way around the room, slightly more familiar with the costume now and thus more capable of keeping the feathers away from the candle flames.Unfortunately, by the time he was done moving around the room, Arthur was in need of another refill sometimes Merlin swore that the Prince did his very best to make things more difficult but really, it could be worse. It was, after all, a miracle that Arthur was alive to be a complete prat, wasn't it?That thought, at least, was enough to keep the satisfied little smile on Merlin's face. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | That little, self satisfied smile caught Uther ??s eye.It wasn ??t that the gaudy reds, greens and gold thread of the mascot uniform hadn ??t the king had caught sight of Merlin shortly after Morgana, who managed to pull off similar colours in a way one would call elegant unlike Merlin ??s tights and doublet affair. No, Uther found himself watching Merlin ??s mouth, the almost subtle play of moving muscles and stretched skin that could easily be missed by someone staring at the boy ??s stupid clothing.Merlin really did look good in red, didn ??t he?It was why he had requested it, though Arthur would have put him in the tights no matter what. Perhaps he had hoped that his son would catch wind of his message and find Merlin something even more embarrassing, though Uther had the feeling that no matter what Arthur put him in, the boy would wear it with good cheer and that same smile. Sometimes, he worried the boy was simply stupid.Not that he didn ??t suspect Merlin was an idiot, there was proof of that, but completely dimwitted? No. So what was he smiling about? Mismatched eyes, dark in the warm colors of candlelight, watched the lad for a moment, hoping to catch him looking the king ??s way. He was tapping his gloved fingers along the base of his goblet, ignoring Arthur and Morgana bickering sweetly at his side, having been unable to sit between them with a visiting guest at the table.Should Merlin look, he would get a slight nod of approval, completely tame save for the wolfish stare.And Uther hadn't even seen the ribbon yet. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin was being stared at.Of course, with the outfit he had on, he couldn't blame anyone for gawking, but he currently had the eyes of two generations of Pendragons on him. Closest to him, Arthur was giving him that same hard stare, but now it was becoming just a little glassy from alcohol which admittedly took away from some of the effect, but there was still something mildly disturbing about it.Merlin decided to just pour Arthur another cup without question if the prince had something to say, he had no doubt that it would eventually come out likely prefaced by the word 'idiot'.The warlock managed to maintain the little smile up until the point he noticed the second pair of eyes that were on him they were the strange, mismatched green and hazel eyes that had been watching him the last time he had worn the ridiculous outfit.The king was watching him.Despite himself, Merlin froze all over again, pinned to the spot by the other man's gaze, holding the wine and truly feeling like an idiot. Uther merely nodded, of course, which was a mild and immensely gracious gesture for the king, but it was the eyes they were what caused Merlin to swallow hard, hastily return the nod, and nearly stumble over his own feet as he moved away from the head table again, intent on serving guests to distract himself.And, through it all, Arthur was still staring at him, though he slowly shifted his gaze away and instead towards his father, expression drawn into a scowl. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Uther graciously ignored his son ??s wine fueled glare, feeling that to call it out would only cause problems. Arthur, if he was feeling particularly drunk, could argue with him about his choice in staring subjects later if he needed his father ??s anger turned on him.Except Uther might not really be angry later on, because he felt Arthur ??s protectiveness to be rather quaint. What, did he think he was to grab Merlin, drag him away like a spoil of war then lay with him like some defeated king ??s daughter? Really, that was rather barbaric of him. Uther managed to cover a chuckle with a sip of his wine, eyes taking in the court for any danger than focusing back on Merlin. He wanted the boy to feel his gaze weigh down on his slender spine, wanted to watch those shoulders hunch against the power of it.If he had been free to, he would have demanded the boy trip a little closer, but that was much too obvious for their little game. ??Arthur, ? he said lowly, trying to ignore the way Morgana perked up next to his son. He wasn ??t the only one playing a game tonight, way over Arthur ??s head, and he wondered what did she have in store for him. ??Send your servant to me tonight. ? Morgana ??s white teeth flashed as Arthur scowled a little deeper, turning back to his wine to ignore the evil beasts on both sides of him. Right. His father leaned over to talk to him not about anything important, but to demand Merlin show up to be scared half to death. God damn Morgana. He mumbled this into his drink, trying to ignore the victorious wolf in red silks to his side as Merlin served on, perhaps completely unaware of the conversation that had just determined his night. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin had busied himself around the court, getting into a timed pattern to keep all of the goblets full, even managing to deftly step over the outstretched leg of one of Arthur's knights for some reason Sir Lionel was unceasingly amused by watching him flail and fumble, regardless of how many times he had seen it happen already and had nearly managed to keep his eyes away from the head table.Of course, that was until he saw a flash of white.For some reason, whenever Morgana wore that particular expression, it always gave Merlin the inkling that something terrible was going to happen as pretty as she was, she had a sort of vicious smile.And, in keeping with tradition, only moments later Arthur was gravely crooking a finger at him Merlin obediently padded across the court again, he did a cheery little skip jump over Lionel's foot, much to the knight's dismay before he came within range."Merlin." Arthur said, doing that thing where he drawled the first syllable, somehow managing to make his name sound like a curse he crooked his finger again, and Merlin came closer still. The prince gave a surreptitious glance over his shoulder then Merlin's eyes followed his gaze, and found it was directed to Morgana, who was presently busy speaking with Gwen before looking back to his servant. His eyes dropped then, down to his plate, and he poked at a bit of bread, eating a piece of it with an arrogance that was strangely familiar,"The king has requested your presence." he said finally, and his eyes flicked up before he added irritably, "Again."Merlin gave him a boggle eyed look, and his eyes slowly began to shift towards the king, but Arthur hissed:"Don'tlookat him."And his tone was so sharp that Merlin's eyes immediately snapped back, his eyebrows popping up."I mean," Arthur said, collecting himself, "You'll go to him after the party. After you'vecleaned up, after the party. I don't want to see abreadcrumbin this court before you leave it, do you understand me?"Merlin nodded, and Arthur's eyebrows dug downwards,"What are you wearing?" he asked suddenly."You're the one who insisted." Merlin retorted, and Arthur rolled his eyes."Not the uniform,that." he said, and Merlin's fingers followed the prince's gaze, locating the strip of ribbon secured around his neck, "What is that?""It's part of the uniform." Merlin said, fiddling with the silk, adding pointlessly, "Lady Morgana said it was my colour."Arthur's jaw slid forward, and suddenly the warlock felt as though he had just done something terrible he just didn't know what it was."She did, did she?" he said, and gave a scowl that twisted his features ghoulishly, before snarling out, "Merlin.""Er, yes?""Get your damned feathers out of my drink." |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | ??Come in. ? ??Father. ? Uther straightened, looking back to the door to find Arthur standing there, his always warm but normally regular complexion flushed some in the candlelight. The older Pendragon turned away from the crops and tribute schedule he had been pouring over with a goblet of water to avoid any after effects of the wine. And because he had no other time for such details where another monarch might rely on an advisor for such petty concerns, Uther wanted every scrap of information. He owed it to his people. ??Arthur. I had not expected an audience with you this evening. ? His son started to pace, shoulders stiff but curled inwards some, golden head turning from his father to the fire then back to him again.Arthur would have made quite the intimidating figure, if he wasn ??t Uther ??s son and if he didn ??t nearly trip on the edge of a heavy rug.Ah. Wine. ??WhyMerlinof all people? ? His handsome face twisted into a glower much less artfully formed than the haughty expressions he favoured for distasteful situations. Drunk enough to be a little out of control around his father Uther didn ??t know if he should be pleased or offended. He was leaning towards pleased, especially when Arthur nearly tripped again, this time without a rug to blame. His son caught his chuckle and rolled his eyes, looking every bit the adolescent. ??He ??s ? stupid. Touched. ? ??He seems a cheerful lad. ? Arthur snorted and nearly coughed, his face going some color that was just a few shades off his coat. ??Cheerful! ? he parroted, disbelieving. ??Cheerful. Not right in the head, I say. You did, too. ? The boy took this moment to rethink his course of action, the slowly changing plans twisting along his face in a very visible fashion. Uther couldn ??t help but watch with some mix of fascination and disgust, like stepping in on Gaius tending a broken leg in which the bone was jutting up from the skin. ??Sire, ? Arthur said finally, his tone turning towards diplomatic pleading, except in his current state, it came out more like a whining drawl. ??You must have seen ? There ??s nothing there, ? he said, gesturing to his eyes. ??Nothing. Empty. Like a light gone out. Sire. ? As if his legs could no longer hold himself under his professed truth of Merlin ??s stupidity, Arthur directed his wobbly body over to Uther ??s chair and collapsed into it, a pile of adolescent irritation.Uther was not entirely sure what to do withthat, though he was certain laughing would be a bad choice. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | "Merlin? What are you doing under there?"Merlin nearly hit his head off the table he had been bent beneath, but managed to extract himself without a concussion he found Gwen standing behind him, looking lovely dressed in her greens and yellows and twisting a cloth between her little fingers. She had fixed him with one of her gentle little smiles and Merlin returned it though, when the warlock smiled, it tended to be an enormous, beaming thing, all bright white teeth and dimples."Arthur's threatened to make me lick the cobblestones clean if he finds a crumb around here." Merlin said, and Gwen gave a slow nod of understanding, peering back over her shoulder for a moment, one fine little eyebrow rising Merlin followed her gaze, and only got a brief glimpse of deeply hued silks. Morgana, then.At the same time both Merin and Gwen looked back to eachother, with Merlin's expression fixed into one of puzzlement and Gwen's the startled expression of one who has just been caught doing something terrible."Is there something ?" Merlin began, but Gwen was already shaking her head."Oh, no. No, Merlin. I was just checking." she said, stumbling and stuttering over her words, but ending it with a smile that was so painfully earnest that Merlin just didn't ask."Alright. Well, I have to " Merlin said, gesturing to the room in general, about to return to his cleaning when Gwen took hold of his arm so suddenly that he actually stumbled mid step."Why don't you let me do this?" Gwen asked."Arthur " Merlin began, but the woman was already drawing him towards the door, though he was putting up resistance, still pointing in the direction of the court for emphasis." won't mind." Gwen finished, "Really. There's plenty of us cleaning up here, and you've got other things to do.""I do?" Merlin asked, astounded."Well. Not that I would know or anything. Just i'm sure you do. Serving the Prince and all. The King's son." Gwen said, and Merlin was staring at her, boggle eyed."Gwen?" Merlin questioned."You have a good night," Gwen added, "Really, we'll take care of the court. Arthur won't have a thing to complain about.""I don't know aboutthat ""Goodnight, Merlin." she said once more, enthusiastically, and when Gwen turned and headed back into the court, Merlin realized he was standing out in the hallway. Eyebrows raised, he stared after her for a long moment, briefly ready to go back in after her, but stopping himself and going in the other direction, deciding that girls were strange sometimes.He was halfway to the cottage when he remembered hisotherorder that evening, and it finally occurred to him why Gwen had been so insistant. As he made his way back up the stairs and towards the King's quarters, he suddenly felt as though some terrible joke was being played on him.Like the last time, he found himself hesitating outside of the door, but after a long moment of steeling himself, he finally knocked and then carefully peered in, the feathers poking in before his head did. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Uther was not forced to respond to his son ??s sudden bout of sulking because there was an interrupting knock at the door and then ? Well. Feathers.Merlin.When the boy came in, it was to a pair of Pendragon faces turned towards him, one smooth and red something like an pompous apple and the other lined and just a little grey like worn stone. But then Uther was moving, tucking away the never ending lists, and he was a flash of mercurial motion. Arhur, likewise, moved a few seconds behind his father, face reflecting the fire as he angled it closer. Now, now he had shadows and lines, severe things that threw his face into contrast like his father ??s and Uther was disturbed by the similarity in that harsh light. But now he was moving, turning away, hoping up and Arthur was back to the haughty stranger that was technically his son but all Igraine ??s mystery. ??Well, then, ? he drawled both for rhetoric reasons and simply because he had downed too much wine. ??I will leave you two to yourbusiness. ? His mouth twisted around that word, lips curling and spitting the syllables out as if it were some foul series of sounds, like he had managed to get one of Gaius ?? salves into his mouth. Arthur had a real skill with that, he did, and Uther wasn ??t entirely certain whom he had learned it from. Igraine? Himself? Some odd mix of the two of them? It was possible.In one fluid motion, Arthur pushed past Merlin, purposely hitting him with his shoulder on the way out. ??Careful, Merlin, ? he said, voice too low for his father to hear, because the wine made him less afraid to show care for his servant turned friend. And then he was gone, stomping off down the hall, the perfect picture of the cranky drunk.Uther really had no idea what to make of his son. If it was Morgana, he would have chalked the moodiness up to being a girl and all the viscisitudes of the moon and menstrual flow and whatever it was that lead to that specific brand of feminine insanity, but Arthur was happily a man.Maybe the boy needed to kill things more often. Merlin ??s femininity must have been wearing off on him. ??Your master had too much to drink, boy, ? the king said pleasantly, glad he was no one safe and sure footing. Arthur had managed to knock him a little off balance in a way Uther had not had happen in a long while. ??Come here. ? A gloved hand extended out lazily, leather illuminated in the candle light. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin supposed he should have known better than to go in head first, because he instantly regretted it when he met with the gazes of two generations of Pendragons Arthur's eyes were large, round, blue things while the King's tended to be more heavy lidded and of that strangely mismatched green and hazel. Different though they were, both of the men's stares had the same impact that was to say, roughly the equivalent of having a hammer thrown at one's face, and Merlin had to resist the urge to back peddle.Though, perhaps freezing like a deer doe eyes and all wasn't such an intelligent choice either. Merlin found himself stuck to the floor with his 100 watt smile frozen in place as both of the Pendragon men advanced, though the King held back mid way while Arthur continued in fact, the Prince nearly knocked the warlock right off his feet with the ensuing shoulder bump. Merlin only just managed to regain his balance, turning to stare after Arthur, eyebrows raised high at the uttered warning."Careful, Merlin."Careful of what?Merlin turned and his eyes immediately landed on the King, who was currently beckoning him over with a gloved hand.Oh. Right.In the reds and oranges of the fire light, the King's already angular features appeared especially sharp, and the play of shadow and light on his skin only served to make him look more well,Uther. Merlin remained frozen for a moment longer, staring hat askew from the impact with Arthur before he finally managed to get his legs working and directed himself into the general radius of the King. Merlin stopped a few feet in front of Uther, just beyond the stretch of those leather gloved fingers, and it occurred to him that the hand in front of him had directed a great many men to have their heads removed in the middle of the town square. Men like him.Merlin swallowed down his nervousness as best as he could, head ducked very slightly, eyes peering up at the King in a posture that might be taken as bashful."He did seem to be filled with a particular jollity tonight, sire." Merlin said, and it was a remark that would have been sarcastic coming from anyone else, though from the warlock it sounded far too cheerful to be anything but benevolence. |
Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin ??s gaze dropped down around the level of his king ??s hands, just for a second, and Uther saw something that might have been fear. It was a slight tensing in the muscles of his face, but then the boy was recovering, dropping the rest of his head and pulling off a shy expression. Ha! When had the boy ever been timid? Careful, yes. Frozen like a deer, of course, but timid? ??Arthur is a rather cheerful young man, with enough wine, ? Uther remarked mildly and then, just to frighten the poor boy, he started to pace, to circle as if he were examining a gift horse. ??I do not believe I got a good enough look at this outfit last time, ? he said by way of explanation, though that was simply for humoring: a king, after all, did not have to explain himself to a manservant, especially not the young, gawky boy in his son ??s employ. ??Were there really this many feathers before? ? Just to show Merlin was no longer out of his range, he rested a gloved hand on the boy ??s shoulder.It wasn ??t until he was coming back to his original position that he noticed the ribbon: a bright, saturated strip of color in the shade of frank blood. At first, Uther had been caught in the illusion: now that he saw it, the ribbon was like one single slice across the boy ??s throat. But it was too bright for that. ??Where did you get this? ? he asked sharply, recognizing the color though he did. Morgana. This was the same color that Morgana had fluttered in wearing, a little flame at his side. So there was a game. ??It is astoundingly attractive, boy." Uther slipped a gloved finger under the silk, noting the snug fit. |
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Don't Lose Your Head Over It: A Merlin RP (SevenxKawa) | Merlin did his best not to tense up a second time, but the King began to move around him like an animal around prey, forcing Merlin to recognize how often he compared Uther to some vicious predator the warlock ended up with his hands toying busily with the hem of his shirt, looking down at it while Uther moved behind him, viewing him from a full 360 degrees."I believe a few plumes may have been added for the amusement factor, sire." Merlin replied, refusing to turn his head to look back at Uther, knowing he would hate himself for it he couldfeelthe eyes on him he was certain he didn't want to see them as well.A heavy hand pressed onto his shoulder and Merlin started visibly, eyes snapping up to the far wall, expression one of mounting apprehension as the King moved around in front of him once more. He watched as Uther's eyes dropped and it wasn't until he brought his fingers up to touch at his own throat that he realized what he was looking at the ribbon."I was requested to wear it, sire," Merlin replied, having heard the sharpness in the King's tone surely there was nothing wrong with a simple ribbon, but he was also aware of the precarious balance in the relationship between Uther and Morgana, so he chose his words carefully, "As part of the uniform."He felt a tug against his neck as Uther slipped a gloved finger under the strip of silk Merlin swallowed visibly against it, the tension of the ribbon making it just a little difficult to do. At the king's comment, and despite himself, Merlin could feel heat coming to his ears, flushing them in a way that clashed with his uniform. |
Sins of the father [Uther/Arthur] | "Watch your footwork...."The insufferable royal prat was no longer bedridden, that much was for sure. He was out in the sunshine, putting the knights through some rigorous training despite the fact that he had been knocking on death's door a mere two days ago. As the only heir to the throne of Camelot, Arthur was constantly pushing himself to the brink just to prove his worth and merit to his father, Uther, and the kingdom of Camelot itself. He lived and breathed the knight's code, was a model example of chivalry, and the most powerful knight in Camelot."Not now!" Arthur snapped, fighting an urge to roll his eyes as the knight he had had been sparring with pulled a Merlin on him and stupidly stole a second or two to glance down at his feet when the prince had just warned him about his footwork mere seconds ago. The younger Pendragon swung his sword and in an instant, had the upper hand. He knocked the knight flat on his back and swung his sword out, stopping mere inches from the man's throat, a blow that would have been fatal if this were a real battle situation. "Don't ever make such a mistake again." Arthur snapped, more than a little annoyed at such a simple blunder coming from one of his highly trained men. Merlin's stupidity must be rubbing off somehow. Still, he was gallant and gracious enough to extend a hand and assist the Knight to stand.He swiftly gestured for the next challenger to approach. It was early morning and the Prince was training his Knights, just as he did most days. The only difference being that he wasn't supposed to be out straining himself while he was still recovering. Truthfully he did look quite pale and pallid, but Arthur was nothing if not stubborn. One of the few traits he shared in common with his father. He didn't want to lie around in bed and risk his battle instincts getting rusty. He was actually doing quite well, tearing through the knights one by one, and surpassing them as he usually did. There was no outward change in his vigor and power, unless someone who knew the young prince's battle style and tactics well happened to be watching. The only problem was that Arthur had to pause in between battles to catch his breath and sometimes, knights who would not normally last more than thirty seconds in battle with him were lasting up to a minute. Arthur noticed that his vision was beginning to blur as he strained his still healing body to the very limit. Still, he worked through the pain and spells of dizziness. Nothing, short of death, could ever keep this lad down. |
Lenne love for Shuyin | Lenne is in Zanarkand waiting for her boyfriend to show up. She was only paying attention to everyone, and couldn't see anyone who resembles Shuyin. She was sitting on the fountain singing away trying to get anyone who know Shuyin is she was just wanting to do what she wanted at that moment. She was around everywhere just singing her heart out she was hoping that her lover was coming. |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | The man always woke up late and got to a late start everyday. He had turned his alarm off three different times. Finally, on the fourth try, he managed to get out and let out a sigh. His head was pounding and he soon realized that he shouldn't have had those few last shots. Wiping his eyes and putting some gel in his hair, he moved to put on his business suit. A phone call from Pepper, telling him everything was in order, and a nice breakfast of whiskey and eggs, he was off. Moving quickly back upstairs, he took another look at himself in the mirror and smiled. "Damn, I look good."Looking at the clock, he was already late, though he ran the damn business, so he was allowed to be late. At least, that was his thoughts. Moving back to the girl in the bed, he kissed her on the cheek and sighed. "I gotta go babe." He said to the blonde, brushing her hair out of her face and planting another kiss on her lips. "I'll be back tonight." He said as he covered her back up and moved downstairs, getting into the limo, and going to Stark Industries, for another day of work. . It was another day of school for Peter Parker. He sighed as he sat in class and took notes for his test that next day. Of course, he thought about MJ, but he had other things to worry about that day. He made it pretty much through the day without anyone talking to him or touching him, and he moved toward the pay phone, sighing as he input his dollar and dialing MJ's number. After getting her message system, he let out a sigh. "Hey, MJ, it's Peter." He started, with a pause. He didn't know how to break it to her, so his voice was very shaky. "Look, I can't go to your show tonight." He said with another sigh. "I will still pick you up after, I just. . . I'm busy alright. Love you. Peter." He said finally as he hung up.With another sigh, he punched his locker. This relationship with Mary Jane was slipping through his fingers. He hated to do these things to her, but most of the time he had no choice. It wasn't as though he was cheating on her or doing anything along those lines, but he just didn't have the time. What between being Spiderman, to studying, to hanging out with MJ, one of those things had to take the back seat. . . |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | The blonde s eyes opened to reveal a bright shade of green when she felt his lips against her own. He was late again and sometimes she didn t understand the logic of setting an alarm clock if you weren t going to get up for it. As he left she slowly sat up in the creamy sea of satin that was their love nest. Felicia had been dating Tony going on three months now, probably her longest and most successful relationship with one of the most successful men in New York. Rolling out of bed she headed to the shower to prepare for her day. That s when she realized she was naked. Just what exactly did we do last night? A soft smile graced her fine features as she tip toed across the marble floor and turned on the shower. A thick spray of steam water would soon relax the muscles in her body. Sometimes she believed Tony s sheets were to soft. It had been like this for several weeks. She would come over and spend Friday nights with him and they would dine and drink from the comfort of his home. Felicia believed Tony was an excessive drinker though he didn t think so. Maybe one day she could persuade him not to drink so much. Hoping in the shower she washed all the impurities off her body and thought on today and last night. A blush crept onto her cheeks. Tony was quite a lover, hell he had practice in it and so did she. Honestly she didn t think he and her would of lasted this long, but there was something about him besides the obvious that held her to him. Probably the same thing that made her mother detests him. She wasn t sure it was love, but it was definitely a strong attraction. Soon afterward she hopped out the shower and got dressed. A black blouse, white skirt and red heels grabbing her purse she was off. Tony wasn t the only one who would be making headlines today. Mj was at the local theater rehearsing for tonights show. All sorts of emotions had been eating at her all day. Her thoughts jumped from one thing to another. First Peter, than the show, back to the night when Spiderman had saved her life for like the fifth time in the past two months back to Peter and so on."Mj"She didn't know what was going on with as of late. Well not just lately he seemed so out of it. When she tried to tell him something his head would be up in the clouds. When she tried to surprise him he would smile, but his smile seemed sad. She didn't even know it was possible smile sadly. Ever since Uncle Ben died she figured a piece of Peter had gone with him and who could blame him. They were so close and yet Peter and her seemed to be growing further apart."Mj"To be honest she spent more time with Aunt May than Peter. Late nights of studying and sometime her could back completely worn out from studying if that's what he was really doing. She shook her head. Of course Peter would never step out on her and she knew that, but sometimes she felt so frustrated and it hurt. Whatever he was feeling he should know by now that he could tell her anything."MJ!!" Yelled her partner. The Red head snapped back into reality. "Oh sorry!" She said continuing to rehearse. Wondering if he had called her. |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | As he reached the building, he greeted the employees. Just greeting them, with a simple "Hello" seemed to brighten everyone's day up. As he got to his office, he grabbed a stack of papers from the secretary outside and sat at his desk, looking over them. He shuffled through stacks and stacks, crumpling some up to be put into the garbage, and later to be destroyed, or pulling out a sharpie and correcting the plans and making adjustments. Right now, his biggest priority was to build Spider man a suit that was designed and made by Stark Industries. A win win for both. Spidey got top of the line gear, and Stark Industries had their name plastered all over the crime fighter. With a sigh, he leaned back into his chair and enjoyed a whiskey on the rocks. Who said he drank too much?"I know, I know!""Well?""No, Fuck you! You are fired!"The man yelled as he slammed the receiver down on the base. Why was it so hard to get any work down around here? What, with the damned board, and the crime he had to fight, as Iron Man, there was no room to get anything done. He wondered if Felicia would be mad that he was Iron Man, he also wondered, what she had to hide from him. . . The kid walked through the school, snapping pictures of the decorations for the dance that was planned for a week from that Saturday. For sure, he would take MJ out to this dance, and they would have a great time. A chance to rekindle their flame, a chance to. ."Parker!"The big brute Flash Dennison shouted as he was dozing off. "Yeah Flash?" He asked him with a smile. Seemed the football player wanted his picture taken with some of the cheerleaders next to the decorations. He happily took the pictures, sense it meant him not getting shoved into a locker that day. As he trudged off, shaking his head, thinking about MJ, he looked at the T.V, where a local news reporter was standing in front of a large apartment building. The building had black smoke billowing from it, and it was plainly visible that there were people stuck inside. With a sigh, Peter put his camera in his locker, and slinked off to the bathroom. . . |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | She landed with even grace on the stone blocks above the city heights. The wind blowing in her silver locks there was but one way to truly live and jumping from roof to roof was definitely a highlight . It had become like her own addiction. The freedom. The will to do what she wanted. Felicia was a good girl, but sometimes her old wounds would reopen and she would find herself collecting some precious artifacts, taking priceless jewels and sometimes defacing some of the worlds most expensive art. It was the cat in her. The city was busy and thriving. People going on about their lives. Sirens in the distance alerted her to action. With her grapple she quickly made her way towards the scene. A building had caught on fire and as usual the news crew were there with the story along with a crowd of people forming on the street. " It's never dull in N.Y." Resting her hand on hips that's when she heard screams coming from where the smoke was perforating. Quickly she dug her claws into the side of the building and scaled up. Slipping inside the smoke was dark and just as it was thick. "Where are you!" She shouted. Focusing her senses. She spotted two small children under the table. Quickly she made her way over. Neither were hurt, but if they didn't get out of here soon none of them would have a happy ending. "Don't be afraid. I'm here to help. Hold on to me and close your eyes." She said as the two children nodded she held both in her arms and scaled out the window people watching in awe and pointing. All she could think about was how long it would take to wash the smoke from her hair and that the kids were safe She had received several messages in her voicemail ,both from friends and family. When she heard the message left by Peter she became upset and just wanted to find him and hit him over the head with a science book. The thought made her laugh since he would most definitely let her do it. "I really wanted you to be here tiger.." Hanging up the phone. She wished the best of luck to everyone for tonight before leaving and heading to next class. Not that she felt like going to it. She planned on clearing her mind of Peter for tonight and wouldn't let him get to her. No more excuses or apologies. Mary Jane Watson would get her answers sooner or very soon. |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | Our friendly neighborhood Spider man could not believe what he saw. He hung upside down from an adjacent building and watched the Black Cat herself, do his job. On one hand, it felt good not being the only crime fighter, citizen saving, righteous member of society, on the other hand, it washisjob. With a sigh, he decided only one person was going to get the credit for the job, and that person would be the Cat this time. Taking a few snapshots of her moving in and out of the building flawlessly, like some kind of eerie dance, or some kind of weird ritual, he decided he just better go. He only had to make one more stop, and that was to his boss, Jonah Jameson, to drop off the photos and get the money that would be made from thje photos. Sure, she would be the headline, but if he could take Jameson's mind off of Spider man for at least one day, it was a win in his book. Tony Stark sighed as he downed his third whiskey on the rocks of the evening. Looking outside, he decided it was best that it was time to go, leaving his beloved building in the capable hands of his security staff. Moving quickly, he elected to stop and have another drink, before entering his limo and be driven home. A quick stop to the liquor store, and he was ready to go. |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | Once the kiddies were returned safely to their families she was off. No time for idle chit chat. Felicia loved the spot light , but The cat wasn't a fan. She had made it a good several blocks before landing on the open patio of her apartment. Sliding the glass door closed she peeled off her mask when a letter caught her attention. She looked around quickly. Someone had been in her home. She sensed noone, but still remained cautious. Picking up the folded piece of paper she read it before her eyes widened in shock."My father...he's alive."She noticed the signature of the one and only notorious Kingpin at the bottom. She had become quite annoyed. She didn't bother on changing clothes. Anything involving Wilson Fisk was hardly worth the trouble. Quickly she took out of her apartment heading to Kingpins headquarters. "Good luck tonight MJ!" Yelled Sue her classmate. "Thanks!" Shouting and waving back as she quickly made her down the steps out onto the sidewalk. MJ had been working a part time job so that she could save up to get her own place. She worked as waitress at one the busiest bars this side of the avenue. She had gotten the night off since her boss was a nice man who did support her acting career. Unlike some people. she noticed a group of people were crowded around electronic store tv displays. The channel all showed the news live.Zz..A fire had broke out in City Avenue Condominium earlier this afternoon leaving two children trapped on one of the higher floors. Miraculously is wasn't Spiderman that came to the rescue but a white haired woman in what appears to be black leather. Zz |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | The cue ball known as Kingpin was just waiting for the Cat's arrival, pacing, listening to classical music, and watching her father struggle as he "conducted" the orchestra with his fingers. The man in chains muttered something about "not getting away with this," the usual thing that most captives say, yet he didn't care. His dull threat fell on deaf ears. As he moved toward the window, he picked up his phone, dialed some numbers and listened to the ringing. The ringing stopped and all he heard was silence. "It is time." He spoke and hung the phone up promptly, looking outside, and enjoying the view that he got from his penthouse atop some building. This was going to be a beautiful evening. Spider man srung around the city, and after awhile, decided that it was time to call it a night and for the first time in about three weeks, he was able to enjoy dinner with his Aunt May. It was nice, though he did miss being out tonight. Something soon caught his ear."Breaking News: Spider man goes beserk while someone else saves his city." The ticker at the bottom of the screen repeated the words over and over, and Peter moved to turn the T.V up. The correspondent on the screen was in mid sentence."I stand before you, inside the First Bank of New York, Spiderman is wreaking havok, taking hostages and demanding money. His motives, unknown, but nonetheless, eye witness reports confirm that it is in fact Spider man." |
Here Kitty, Kitty (Leather X Apollo) | Soon enough the door opened to his office. Two of his finest guards walked in. "Sir, the Cat is here" He spoke holding his weapon in his hands. Two more men came in escorting Felicia. "Let go of me" She snapped, pulling her arm away from her captor. "Kingpin, I don't have time for games. "She tossed the letter on his desk in front of him. "Next time you send your men to my house I swear your going to have to start thinking about new security" However something did bring her here. She wanted to get down to the business of the matter. "What do you want?" She glared through her mask at him."Spiderman? That can't be." MJ looked on with the rest of the viewers. The Web slinger did have a fan club, but there were people who weren't to fond of him either."He finally went rogue...the bug""Oh no not Spiderman it can' be!"Her blue orbs watched the news intently as shouts and comments were being made. Making her way through the crowd Mj rushed home. She other things to worry about, like tonights performance. That would hopefully wash over anyway. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The dripping, dank tomb was certainly uninviting. The whole place stank like death and mildew, with just the hint of rotting flesh. It madeCassandrawant to empty the contents of her stomach in a corner. For now though, the Grecian warrioress simply tightened her grip on her weapon as she cautiously went deeper into the dark depths.She'd started questing to find her sister, and soon found herself caught in the great battle for the legendary sword. The local village had mentioned that a great weapon lay in the depths of this tomb, and Cassandra intended to make it her own.Something squelched under Cassandra's foot, causing her to pause. Grimacing, she leaned over and began using her sword to scrape at the goo that had gathered under her boot. "This is just gross," she muttered, her concentration focused on relieving her white boot of the greenish slime that had somehow found its way there. Her weapon and guard were down, but as she hadn't seen or heard anything since entering, surely it would be alright. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The tomb offered little more then darkness and death to all who ventured it without knowing all the twists and turns that lay hidden in the tomb. But it was also known that there were reports of Lizardmen using the tomb as their own place to live. It also just so happened that there were eyes upon Cassandra watching her as she had dropped her guard to deal with the goo that had gotten onto her boots. two of the lizardmen looked at each other then back to Cassandra then circled around, one would of been in front of her and above while the second would of been behind her.When the pair thought it was ready they both rushed Cassandra to knock her down and pin her down using their weight. in their mindset the girl was nothing more then the next meal but they both knew that if they didn't bring her in front of the head first then they would be in trouble. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Before Cassandra realized she was being attacked, she was pinned under the weight of a giant lizardlike creature. the girl gasped as her sword went flying from her hand, already cursing herself for dropping her guard. clearly these things, whatever they were, had been waiting for just a moment like this. And Cassandra had given it too them.She struggled under the weight of the giant beasts, thrashing and flailing. Her shield had remained attached to her arm, even as the creatures had attacked, and she now used that to bash against the beast closest to her, yelling out in hopes of distracting them: "Get off me, you beasts!"As she struggled, Cassandra's eyes darted about, desperately looking for her sword. The weapon had been knocked only a few feet from her maybe she could... the girl started stretching toward the weapon, bashing at the lizard men with her shield while she tried. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The Lizardmen held her down and one even smacked her back using its tail to hit her right in the stomach to knock the wind out of her. The paid held her down for some time before they both looked up. There behind them stood the head of the lizardmen. He watched the two then looked at Cassandra and hissed. It noticed her sword that had been knocked away and picked it up. Aeon or as when he was a human who held that name looked at her and walked over to her as the other Lizardmen pulled her up and made her kneel in front of him. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | "Ah!" Cassandra shouted, mostly in surprise, partially in pain, as the two lizardmen bashed her. the air whooshed out of her body with each blow, ending her struggles. The girl now mostly twisted to try and save her body from greater harm, though the light of defiance hadn't left those steely blue eyes.She let herself get pulled up up by the two lizardmen, not that she had much choice in the matter. Her eyes met that of the "boss" lizardman, and they narrowed for a moment. He looked... familiar. but that didn't make any sense it wasn't like Cassandra knew many lizardmen. No, this hulk of a beast was just another cruel creature, nothing more."Let me go," Cassandra hissed. "Else you shall be sorry. This is your last chance!"Hopefully Sophitia or someone else would follow along shortly to rescue Cassandra, for things were already looking grim. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon watched Cassandra and just shook his head before seeming to toss the sword aside into the dark tunnels. Sure he was able to see where he had tossed it in the dark but he knew she couldn't. He looked back at the lizardmen holding Cassandra and ordered them to drag her back to the lair. in what seemed like broken language Aeon spoke. "y..you'll sorry" He followed the pair as they dragged her deeper into the tunnel and to the heart of the tomb. There inside the heart of the tomb were many more Lizardmen, treasure scattered around. a fire where meat was cooking. Aeon looked at Cassandra then over to the wall where the Lizardmen dragged her over to and tied her to it. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Cassandra's eyes followed her sword as it went into the darkness, her hope going with it. She couldn't fight back with only her shield, and the chances of rescue were nil. Instead, all she could do was hang there as the lizardmen drew her further into their lair.The flickering flames lit the various forms sitting around the fire. The smell of meat hung in the air, surprisingly fresh as opposed to something rotten. It probably belonged to whatever helpless traveler had come here before Cassandra. The forms of the various lizardmen sitting about only made Cassandra tense all the more. So many of them. Even if she had her sword, she couldn't have hacked her way out of there. Still, being killed in a violent struggle would surely beat whatever depravities the beastmen had in store for her.She struggled as they dragged her to the wall, desperately trying to escape the lizardmen's grasp. Her efforts were in vain, and soon she found that her limbs had been tied in place by the deft hands of the demi men. She strained against the bindings, finding them tight, too tight for her to escape. Small blessing that they didn't cut off circulation to her limbs.Cassandra glared daggers at the head lizardman, the one who'd managed to speak, to tell her she'd be sorry. She straightened as best she could, defiantly looking him in the eye. "You'll meet your end for this, beast. I swear by Hephaestus that we shall end you!" |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The Lizardmen watched Cassandra as they tied her to the wall. one even kneeled down and licked along the exposed flesh of her thighs before Aeon hissed at him. "N...not..now." He walked over to the meat and tore a rather large chunk out of it before walking over to appeared to be a chair and he sat down on it and tore off the meat and began to eat it. Aeon seemed to look to the shadows and motion someone over to him. The person in the shadows would of been none other then Sophitia who had gone missing some time ago. Aeon looked at her and growled pleasingly for her to come over to him. The other Lizardmen looked over at her then looked over at Cassandra. some growling and hissing and making no sense while others were starting to get hard. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The lizardman licked her. Cassandra shuddered, recoiling as the tongue drew along her exposed flesh, leaving the saliva trail as it did. Clearly it wanted to eat her, which again made her eyes look to the fire, fervently hoping that whatever lay burning there, it wasn't another human being. The other lizards moved about in such a way that it was hard to tell for sure. Cassandra wasn't even certain what was going on, period.Soon a person emerged from the shadows, and Cassandra gasped as she saw her sister. The other warrior moved over to the main lizardman, kneeling. What was Sophitia doing here? and why did she look like that? "Sophitia!" cried Cassandra, struggling. "Are you alright? what have they done?"The lizardmen began moving around Cassandra, making her eyes shift to look at them. Just what were they planning? Why was her sister there? were they going to eat her in front of Cassandra? This didn't make any sense. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | The Lizardmen watched Cassandra, eyes full of hunger for the flesh. but was it just hunger or was it more for the carnal pleasure of the flesh. it was unknown but what was known was that they wouldn't do anything until Aeon told them to. but at the time Aeon had Sophitia laying her head on his lap. He watched her and nodded for her to please him. His tail wrapped around her waist and slipped under her "dress" moving over her thighs and ass. The Lizardmen then looked at Aeon then back at Cassandra wanting to get the go ahead to do what ever they wanted with Sophitia's little sister Cassandra. There were a few lizardmen who didn't seem to really care what was going on. no they were more content to just chewing on a piece of meat before arguing with each other over a bone. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Cassandra's sister moaned at the touch and movement of Aeon, obviously knowing what to expect. She moved to between his legs, her hands moving under plate and around scale, searching out the lizardman's impressive member. as soon as this was located, Sophitia would begin working it with her hands, her body flushing and becoming arouse as the tail began moving beneath her tunic, caressing her soft, supple skin.Cassandra's mouth opened in shock as she watched her sister service the head lizardman. "Sophitia, what, what are you... you can't be..." yet she was. Cassandra's older sister, warrior of Hephaestus, was kneeling between the legs of some demi beast, those delicate hands working his sexual organ. It shocked Cassandra, and she stared for several seconds, before tearing her eyes away, noting that at least one of the lizardmen was eying her with the same type of hunger that lined their leader's face."No," she whispered, beginning to understand. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon groaned as Sophitia began to work his member. he ran one hand through her hair as his other hand gripped the arm of his chair as he leaned back to enjoy the service she was giving. and no doubt he gave in return as his tail gave a quick swat over her ass before moving and sliding in between her soft thighs and pressed against her. He growled out in broken language "g..good." Looking over to Cassandra then to the other lizardmen who were eying her he grunted at them before they nodded and just watched Cassandra, undressing her with their eyes and fantasizing about what each would do with her. When Cassandra muttered no the other lizardmen seemed to understand abit but then just moved closer to her. their tongues hanging out of their mouth and drooling over her. Some were even jumping abit, each wanting to get their turn with her or with Sophitia but that was rare since Aeon hardly would share with them. There were times they got a chance but it was rare. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Again and again Sophitia worked her hand over the massive tool of the man beast, working the scaled, rigid thing. Her head lowered then as well, her tongue flicking against it, just tasting the cock, just teasing it as she rolled her hand over and over, giving one excellent hand job. All the while she could feel the tail against her rear, moving about, raising her tunic as it played with the soft flesh underneath. When it pressed against her, just between her thighs, the warrioress let out a low moan, vibrating against the cock nearly in her mouth."Sophitia, no!" cried Cassandra. she couldn't just stand there and watch as her sister gave in to the creature. She began struggling against the ropes, her still defiant eyes going to the lizardmen. Several were staring at her now, openly drooling. No doubt they figured she'd give them the same attention as her sister. They would be in for a surprise if any bothered to try that with her. A man's tool could be bent and bit as easily as fondled and kissed, and Cassandra would do just that."Leave her alone!" she cried, turning back to Aeon.Of course, Sophitia barely reacted to her sister's voice, pausing only to give the other girl a quick glance before resuming her ministrations. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon groaned as he grew hard in her soft skilled hands and getting harder from her close hot mouth. His tail nestled in between her thighs,just rubbing itself against her before flicking the tip of the tail against her and rubbing against her and starting to get wet from her own body. the tail kept at its actions as Aeon kept getting from Sophitia. He would give just as soon as she did as well. When Cassandra cried out Aeon stopped for a second and looked at her. "Why care?" He kept his tail going but at a slower pace as he was wondering why this other female was making such a fuss about what had been going on for some time.When the boss called out the other lizardmen stopped and stood, some already were out and a little strong just looking at Cassandra but now they were getting impatient with having to wait and now that the boss was talking to her they would have to wait even longer before getting a chance to play with Cassandra. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Having not been told to stop, Sophitia continued to work over Aeon's member. Her hands ran quickly, skillfully over the thick shaft, using her years of experience with her husband, putting them to good use. Her tongue began working in earnest now, flicking over it, and her only pause was to give soft little kisses along the length, even once taking the head inside her mouth. All the while she could feel the tail pressing against her sex, her body reacting to the pressures, moisture beginning to dampen her panties. Her hips moved, swaying."I care because she's my sister!" yelled Cassandra. She glared at the lizardman, determined to fight as long as possible. "Stop this now, or, or... you'll pay for your crimes! We won't let this behavior go unpunished! And if we don't, someone will," Cassandra gathered a second wind now, rising up in her binding, taking quite the defiant stance. "You should give up now, and maybe your behavior will be excusable. They may grant you amnesty, give you this tomb and let you alone."Whoever they were.... |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon groaned as Sophitia took his member into her warm mouth and as she did that his tail slipped inside of her panties and slowly slid inside of her. He watched Sophitia before turning to looked at Cassandra "Sister?" he paused for a second. "Why stop who come to me?" He then just sat back and enjoyed the pleasure Cassandra's sister was giving him and in turn he pushed his tail more into her. The other Lizardmen grew tired of waiting and her talking with the boss so one turned and smacked its tail into her stomach before another quickly moved up and pressed itself against her and flicked its tongue out against her cheek and neck as it began clawing at her tunic to rip it off. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Sophitia moaned around the tool in her mouth as the tail slid deeper inside her. The inner walls flexed, rippling along the scaly invader, drawing it in. The warrioress moaned in pleasure as it sawed in and out of her, her mouth sliding over Aeon's bared member, saliva beginning to trail. She moved above it, slowly lowering her head to take in the tip, and began bobbing her head up and down on the great shaft, taking as much of it in her throat as she coul.Cassandra yelped as the tail smacked into her stomach, cutting her self righteous ranting off short. Soon one of the lead lizardmen had come forward, its great bulk pressing against her. She felt its talons rake at her tunic, and the sparse garment began shredding off, bearing the soft white flesh beneath. Cassandra dare not move as those talons darted so close to her skin. One wrong squirm and those things could lay her open. For now all she did was hold her breath, watching as bits of her tunic began falling to the floor. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon kept pushing his tail in and slowly dragging it out of Sophitia as she kept playing with his member in her mouth. He groaned and looked over at Cassandra and laughed abit as the other lizardmen moved around her. some jumping around and watching as their friend tore off her tunic and licked along her neck and chest while another kneeled down and licked along her legs. "Now..excited them you." Aeon laughed before looking back at Sophitia and running a hand through her hair as he was now good and hard in her mouth. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | "Mmmmm," Sophitia moaned around the tool in her mouth. The tail continued to slide, making squishing noises as it worked juices in and out of Sophitia. Her hips rocked back and forth, sliding in time with the tail, letting it arch in and out of her sheath. the walls continued to pulse, to throb with the building arousal of the woman working. When Aeon's hand touched her hair, Sophitia dove own, taking as much of his length into her mouth as she could muster, her tongue swirling about it.Cassandra screamed in protest as she felt the thing's tongue along her. It left a slimy trail around her neck and bared chest. When it got to her legs, she desperately jerked away, trying to get her body away from the beast, away from its questing tongue. She glared defiantly in her thrashings, tempted to spit in fury."You want excitement, give me a sword!" she yelled, shifting her hips away from the lizardman's questing tongue. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon held onto Sophitia's head and kept her over his member as she went about tasting it. he looked over to Cassandra and just shook his head as he drove his tail in and out of her sister. "Why stop? she came to me." He groaned and looked down at Sophitia before facing Cassandra again. "No reason stop." The other lizardmen were just getting more and more excited as their buddy played with Cassandra, licking all over her exposed chest and body before moving down and licking over her thighs then pressing in between her thighs and licking and nuzzling in that area. Another Lizardman moved beside her and she could feel its member pressing against her side. it was hard already and wanting to mount her. They all were getting excited and soon the smell of sex was starting to build in the tomb but still there were 2 who just sat and ate. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | More of Aeon's shaft disappeared down Sophtitia's throat as she delved up and down, taking the throbbing meat in her mouth, working it expertly with her tongue. Her body nearly began bucking against the tail now, feeling it slide in and out, in and out. Her climax was mounting, frenzied noises beginning to come from her as the pleasure mounted, slipping around the lizard's arousal still in her mouth. one long moan, and she arched her back, her mouth pulling off Aeon's cock as her pleasure was made known.Cassandra continued to squirm as the tongues slid over her body, teasing her chest, feeling out her breasts. they rounded over her, and she could feel them teasing her flesh, tasting her. Then one moved between her thighs, causing her to force them as closed as possible, hoping to drive it away. Still it nuzzled and licked between her legs, just missing her sex. meanwhile she could feel the member pressing against her side, reminding her that yet more aroused being awaited."She doesn't want it!" the girl managed. she nearly yelped at the feelings again. "She's under some kind of... and I don't want this! I definitely don't!" |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon groaned then watched as Sophitia climaxed and came before him. He grunted abit and pulled his tail out of her. He relaxed abit before he pulled her back onto his lap to sit before sliding himself into her warm folds. "She comes me every..night" He groaned and slowly pushed against Sophitia and licked along her neck. "isn't true?" His scaly hands now slid around her chest and enfolded her breasts and squeezed them as he pushed against Sophitia.The Lizardman hissed abit and opened his mouth and caught the rest of the fabric in his mouth and ripped it away as he hissed and flicked his tongue out against her thighs and sex. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | For several moments, all Sophitia could do was take great sucking breaths of air as she recovered from her climax. Aeon shifted a loose form onto his lap, completely unresisting. Soon the massive tool sank into those damp folds, and Sophitia moaned again, leaning back against the lizardman. She rocked against him, feeling that tongue along her cheek.At the question she moaned, only to let loose a pleased squeal as her breasts were toyed with. Her eyes went to her sister's, and she smiled. "Yes, they're so good, Cassandra."The younger sister couldn't believe it. That her sister had sank to this. It had to be some kind of trick. As she worked to figure it out, she stopped moving, thus giving the lizardman an opening to catch the rest of her clothing. Soon her sex was bared to the world the only clothing remaining on the girl her white boots. Cassandra did notice when the tongue rasped against her thighs and sex, however, and let out a low "nooo," nearly a moan in itself. |
Scaley Perversions {Cerebus & Fate} | Aeon kept pushing himself deeper and deeper into Sophitia before he pushed as far as he could. his hard rigged form deep within her warm folds as his tongue ran along her soft neck as his hands were full with her breasts. His tail wrapped around her waist and held onto her before slipping behind her and swatting her ass again. Aeon groaned out as he was starting to release his load. He held out as long as he could. "in, rr out pet?" he groaned wanting to know if she wanted it in or on her. Aeon looked at Cassandra and laughed as the lizardman started to lick up along her thighs and sex, flicking its tongue against her before moving close and forcing its tongue into her folds. |
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