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Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning
Saturday, January 10th, 2009 01:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitchprinceSeven days of imprisonment on the island, and the oddness had started to fade, not to blankness, but to some strange background patchwork of dangerous madness. Arthur found that he was starting to get bored along with his unceasing concern, and that was downright intolerable.
He'd heard there was some sort of preserve, and he'd have to take Merlin hunting in it. That wasn't an option at the moment, as the boy had left for other business after his morning visit, and what Arthur was left with was the option of a walk, or the common room.
He took a seat as far away from the Tee Vee as he could, close to the nearest potential weapon.
Alright.
"Well," he said.
Perhaps the walk would have been a more sensible, useful choice.
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He'd heard there was some sort of preserve, and he'd have to take Merlin hunting in it. That wasn't an option at the moment, as the boy had left for other business after his morning visit, and what Arthur was left with was the option of a walk, or the common room.
He took a seat as far away from the Tee Vee as he could, close to the nearest potential weapon.
Alright.
"Well," he said.
Perhaps the walk would have been a more sensible, useful choice.
[[ open common room! ]]
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