Roof, Tuesday Afternoon

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

It was raining food. There was something terribly wrong about this, but Merlin hadn't quite been able stop himself from the childish urge to pick one of the bits up to pop in his mouth.

So that may be why he was outside with a bowl.

Cleaner that way, right?

[[Open roof is open!]]

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[future_sandworm]

It was raining food. Leto felt that should be considered odd, and he had been curious enough to make it up to the roof.

Once there, he regretted not having found this place before. The sense of overview reminded him of what he felt up on a rock by Sietch Tabr, even if the landscape was quite different.

Of course, Merlin was here catching food. Leto approached, until he was standing next to him. There was no one else around, and so perhaps a good time for a conversation.

He smiled. "Good afternoon."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Someday Merlin would learn better to mind his surroundings. But today was not that day.

And he'd been distracted by delicious food, so it was hardly his fault.

"Leto," He jumped a little at the greeting before hesitantly offering the half filled bowl. "Would you like some?"

[future_sandworm]

Leto eyed the contents of the bowl. "Thank you," he said, accepting the offer. As he had a question he expected not to be appreciated, politeness never hurt.

For the same reason he turned to his ancestors inside, particularly one. He needed a Truthsayer. And although The Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam could never give up her prejudice against the Pre-Born, she would be useful. Leto fell silent, standing quite still, opening his mind to her.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin remained oblivious to this, instead just watching as the cereal fell. "Do you think this is a common occurrence here?"

[future_sandworm]

"I haven't been here long enough to know for certain, but I suspect that it isn't common," Leto said. "But probably less rare than in many other places."

He turned to look at Merlin. "I need to ask you a question."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"But it would be fun," Merlin said, looking a bit happy at the thought of that. No one back home would believe him if he told them about this, of course. But it would be fun to see their faces when witnessing it first hand.

He frowned at the last bit, turning back to Leto. "Alright," He said, maybe a touch wary.

NFB

[future_sandworm]

"Are you a sorcerer?" Leto asked, his great-grandmother strongly present in his mind to evaluate the response.

Re: NFB

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Everything seemed to freeze for a moment. Like when he used his magic sometimes, but he could still see the cereal fall so he knew it wasn't.

Merlin looked away, laughing a bit at that as if it was ridiculous. "I'm a servant, Lord Leto."

Re: NFB

[future_sandworm]

"I know that," Leto replied, smiling. "But that is not a reply to the question I asked."

Re: NFB

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Why are you asking me this?" Merlin asked, glancing over at him only once before forcing his attention elsewhere.

Re: NFB

[future_sandworm]

"Something I heard," Leto said, looking out over the island. "You know I can force you to answer, but I won't. Why won't you answer?"

Re: NFB

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin's jaw set in place at that threat. He did not like being forced into something.

"You know why, Lord Leto."

Re: NFB

[future_sandworm]

"I know why you can't in Camelot." He turned his head again and smiled at Merlin. "You also know that declining to answer leads me to certain conclusions."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka ran onto the roof with his mouth open, occasionally stopping to chew, and also occasionally stopping to cough when a marshmallow went down the wrong pipe.

"They're magically delicious!" he told Merlin.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"They're magic?" There was no 'oh crap' in his tone.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka blinked up at the sky. "...Yeah, probably. Fandom, and all. But I just meant, that's what they say in the commercial."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"What's a commercial?" He only watched television on Wednesdays!

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"An advertisement for a product?" Sokka tried. "They put them on television every ten minutes or so, in order to thoroughly annoy the crap out of you while you're watching a show?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh! The little programs in between!"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Yes, Porn Guy, the little programs in between. They're trying to sell you things. Like this cereal, for instance."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin just sighed. "My name is Merlin."

He hated Emmett so much still.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka shrugged. "Not if you honestly thought that commercials were a rather pleasing intermission, it's not."

Hey, it made sense to him.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"What was I supposed to think?" Merlin asked sulkily. "No one explained it to me."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"The fact that they were telling you which products you should buy didn't tip you off? ...Well, that SOME of them were telling you which products you should buy... Okay, so some commercials are weird. It's still your fault for not knowing!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"How is it my fault?"