Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

After completing his go at Gun Club, Arthur returned to the dorms only to realise he didn't much feel like dealing with Leto yet. He'd come up with a proper revenge later. Right now, he craved a chance to sit somewhere, to fight off the sense that was dawning in the wake of yesterday's upset. He sat, and idly considered the Teevee.

Maybe she's just afraid to lose a friend, Merlin had said, and while Arthur was not going to stretch as far as to call her that aloud, he had to admit that the expression on her face had... seemed...

It was easier, dealing with sorcerers, when all you did was distract Father and find them quick shelter elsewhere. Here, there was little escape from them. No matter what he did, they would remain, and the honest truth was that he bore them very little ill will.

Wasn't his father. He'd seen too much damage caused by it not to be wary, but...

Of course, that made him think of Liir. He wasn't going to let thought of his conduct around him make him cringe.

So he sat. Subdued. Thinking.

[[ open common room! ]]

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[bitchprince]

"Neither do you," Arthur said. For whatever reason, he couldn't help liking the girl. "Strange trails for us, then."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Arthur reminded her a little of Sapphire, which was reason enough for her to like him. "Is such. In this place, I think we not run out of strange trails for a long time, yet."

[bitchprince]

"That's putting it mildly," he replied, dryly. "It's like they flattened the island and let the horses go wild on it."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"I would say elk," Firekeeper said after a moment's consideration. "Bigger hooves. Better for crushing." Fandom was really helping her develop a somewhat bizarre sense of humor.

[bitchprince]

He couldn't help a laugh. "Elk, then," Arthur agreed, "We'll have to be on the look-out."