Third Floor Common Room - Tuesday afternoon - 1/27

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Contrary to what radio might have expected, there were no bacon cookies in the common room.

Instead, Liir had the television on *gasp* and was enjoying a fresh-made sandwich. He wasn't in the mood for cooking today, oddly enough, but he was in the mood to watch other people cooking.

Hence the Iron Chef.

Makejoy on his lap, lemonade and chicken parm on the coffee table, he was quite settled in for a relatively relaxed afternoon.

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[bitchprince]

Arthur had been bored, and boredom involved the easy solution of stalking into the common room in search of something to do. It was the television that made him give pause at first, as the thing still made him heavily uncomfortable. He'd rather shun it, to be true, or remove it entirely.

The second thing that gave him pause was the boy in the room. He was about five seconds away from wandering off when courage and a deep-seated discomfort with his earlier conduct combined into a single, "Liir."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir sat up at the address then, thinking better of it, shooed Makejoy off of his lap and stood. After all, he was talking to him. For whatever reason, it was difficult and he'd, well, he shouldn't make that worse. He had enough idiosyncrasies that he'd tolerate others (even when they were deeply annoying).

"Yes, Arthur?"

[bitchprince]

There was a moment of audible hesitation before he spoke. Honour wouldn't grant him a respite on this count, and Arthur would be disgraced if he didn't act on it.

"The other day," he started, "You meant me no harm. I should not have threatened your life."

That was one part of it out there and said.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir pressed his lips together as he thought of what he could say to that. Finally, however, he nodded.

"It's all right," he said then, "Misunderstandings happen. I don't, and won't, hold it against you."

Now that he'd apologized. Or rather, admitted he'd done wrong, which was more of an apology than Liir was used to and, to his mind, more useful. He'd rather someone realized a mistake than concerned themself with his feelings.

Liir was a bit weird, really.

[bitchprince]

Arthur peered at his feet. Then up at the ceiling. "But I must warn you," he said, after those words had fallen and washed away, "The forces you're messing with are dangerous and destructive. They should not be treated as some means for parlour tricks, or attempting to become one with a flock of birds."

He was unsure how to fully treat this matter here. At least in Camelot the lines had been strict, if overly harsh on the innocent.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"My world" he started slowly, "was ruled for some time by a Wizard, and never has a single man done so much damage to a place." And if Liir ever learned he was the man's grandchild, someone might actually see him attempt to hit something.

"I'm well aware of the dangers," he continued quietly, "which is part of why I do what I do. I have to learn or it gets away from me, and the thing I want the least is for it to cause anyone harm.

"But magic itself is neither good nor bad. It's a sword, a shield, a hammer. It's a tool you use. The only thing that can be dangerous and destructive is a person."

[bitchprince]

"A sword chops off heads and a hammer is dangerous to someone's skull," Arthur countered, and the words came quickly now. "I've seen it bring mostly famine, destruction and death. It is not a tool for anyone to handle so lightly!"

Mostly was a key word, however. He spared a moment's thought to Gwen's father, but he would not let that scar his confidence. His father might be disappointed.

"I will not do you harm," he said, at a lower volume. "But if I find you're lying to me, if you hurt someone, I won't be lenient."

Only here.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

It was the beeping that made it into the room first, followed by the small wheeled clock that was the source of the sound.

A few sluggish steps after that was the clock's owner, still in pajamas and with a massive case of bedhead.

"I'm up, I'm two floors down from my room, and I'm starving. You happy now?" Katchoo demanded, glaring at Clocky, who trilled a pleased affirmative.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He tilted as he looked at the little thing following her and his eyes went wide.

"Tik tok!"

He could have been shouting 'bomb' and he wouldn't have been so startled.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"If only that was the only sound it made," Katchoo muttered. "I know, it disturbs me too."

Clocky beeped indignantly at her.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

...did she not realize that that thing could kill her?

Oh the IRONY with the other thread. The IRONY.

Liir pulled his legs up onto the couch and held onto Makejoy. Who knew what that thing could do? He'd heard enough horror stories from Nanny about what'd happened with Grommetik that he wouldn't trust that thing any farther than he could kick it.

"And it just follows you around?"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes," Katchoo allowed as her player laughed herself stupid over the irony. "Geez, what's your deal? It's annoying, but it doesn't bite."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I've heard of one of those things killing people," he said with wide green eyes.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope walked into the common room, tentatively, hesitantly searching for Liir.

She was elated to see him and his puppy.

"Hello, Liir."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Makejoy perked at seeing her and the big black floppy thing she called a tail started wagging.

Liir grinned.

"Good afternoon, Penelope."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"This is Makejoy," she stated and came closer. "May I pet her?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded.

"Let her get a sniff and then you're welcome to play with her. She's very friendly and very smart."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope carefully went to her knees, folding her calves under her, and extended her hand for the puppy to sniff. "She's very beautiful, Liir."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"That she is. Though I'll admit she had a wash just this morning."

The puppy sniffed and then ducked her head under the hand.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

*THUD*

That would be two sneakered feet hitting the outside of the window of the common room. Attached to a girl on a rope.

"Whoa!"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir startled for half a second before looking out the window.

He mouthed 'Dinah?'

Then mimed opening the window. Or no.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah waved back and mouthed, 'Liir! Hi!' Then shrugged at the window-opening gesture, leaning closer to the glass. "We're rapelling!" She shouted, pointing upward.

Twist, and swiiiiing, and yay! Okay, she'd get the hang of this again in a second....

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

That got a very slow nod.

He'd fly, thanks.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

If she could, she would too, but hey. Next best thing!

Dinah waved cheerfully to him, and readjusted a strap, bumping a shoulder into the window and swearing under her breath.

Yup. One more minute. She'd have it.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He reached out meaninglessly, concerned for her a little before putting his hands at his side. Then he nodded to the couch.

She was welcome in when she was done.